Snow, in the winter, "white angel", I have a pure love for her. She is so white and flawless like the sky clouds; she was so beautiful, like nature, like flowers fresh; she is so gentle, like silent fluttering like catkins!
The snow is like sugar, but not sweet; like the MSG, but not fresh; like sea salt, but not salty. Like white, like a duck, like a feather, like pear petals, like...... Large and small, are in the endless sky wave landing.
The snow drifting profusely and disorderly, falling down constantly, like who is in the air accidentally broke the bottle, the splash of broken jade fluttering in the air, constantly changing with various steps, like wearing a White Chiffon Dress little girl in the dance. For a moment, the earth covered with snow, dead branches hanging on the shiny, fluffy snowflakes, even the wrinkles have been filled, transformed into a jade coral.
Looking through the window, light snow is more like a cute little ballerina, on tiptoe, gently flutter in the embrace of the earth, embracing the boundless wilderness, hills and blocks of houses, kissing at the foot of the solid ground, with her elegant posture belies the sounds of the world, making it the oldest land the more lovely magic.
The house, on the road, the branches, the land covered with thick silver white winter. From afar, connected world, hillsides, fields, square, the ground was covered with heavy makeup in white, like a thick carpet down, all around the world snow-covered landscape. The plants in the garden are not needed to test it, sneak into a thick quilt, hid in the White House.
Much better!
How elegant white!
Look around, all tangled up with a piece of white, the trees stand in the cold wind, thick thin, tall, mimizaza. Among them, often leaves the snow because the foliage piled up round a ball, looking like a full white camellia tree.
The magic figure of snow, so lightly, dance is so elegant, every piece is so crystal clear, like a song good.tactfully,Ming Li poem.
Snow - you are the "angel in white" in the winter, you are so pure and flawless, I will always be with you the most pure and beautiful love!
雪花，冬天里的“白衣天使”，我对她怀着纯真的爱。她是那样的洁白，像天空中白云一样的无瑕；她是那样的美丽，像大自然中花儿一样的鲜嫩；她是那样的轻柔，像柳絮似的无声飘舞！
这雪像是白糖，却不甜；像是味精，却不鲜；像是海盐，却不咸。像白梅，像鸭绒，像鹅毛，像梨花瓣，像……大的，小的，都在无尽的天空中飘舞着落地。
雪纷纷扬扬地，不断地向下飘落，就像是谁在空中不小心打碎了玉瓶一般，那飞溅的碎玉在空中飞舞，不断地变化着各种舞步，像一个个身穿白色薄纱裙的较小的姑娘在舞蹈。一会儿，大地披上了银装，枯树枝上挂着亮晶晶的，毛茸茸的雪花，就连皱纹也被填平了，摇身一变成了玉珊瑚。
隔窗望去，雪花更似轻盈可爱的小芭蕾女，踮着脚尖，轻悄悄扑在大地的怀抱中，拥抱着无边无际的旷野，山岗和幢幢屋舍，亲吻着脚下坚实的土地，用她那高贵典雅的身姿掩盖了世界的喧闹，使这古老的土地愈显得神奇可爱。
房屋上，马路上，树枝上，土地里都披上了厚厚的银白色冬装。远望，天地相连，山坡，田野，广场，地面都浓妆素裹，好像铺上了一层厚实的鸭绒大地毯，四周的一切都成了粉妆玉砌的世界。花园里的植物们经不起风霜的考验似的，偷偷地钻进了厚厚的“棉被”，躲进了白房子之中。
多美好！
多么洁白素雅！
环顾四周，都缠绵着一片白，树木在寒风中挺立，粗的细的，高的矮的，密密匝匝。其中，常绿叶上的积雪由于叶子的衬托堆成了圆圆的一团，远望像开满了白花的山茶树。
神奇的雪花，身影那么轻快，舞姿如此飘逸，每一片都那么晶莹，像一曲婉转、明丽的小诗。
雪——你是冬日里的“白衣天使”，你是那样的洁白无瑕，我对你永远怀着最纯真美好的爱！
