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¡¡¡¡I love the four seasons, but I love winter more. Although it does not have the vitality of spring, the lush of summer, and the harvest of autumn, it conquers me with its own unique beauty.

¡¡¡¡The main purpose of winter is the white, soft, cold, ice - snow. The cold morning, erasing the frost on the window, the white spirit is the first sight. The children ran out of the house, about a few friends to play in knots, open land, make a snowman, snowball fights...... In a few moments, a snowman smiled at us. A snowball made an arc in the air and fell into the enemys position. The children laughed and froliced happily, this is the happiness brought by winter Grandpa.

¡¡¡¡In winter, the flowers withered, only bloom strong stand, with strong wind and heavy snow seemed to struggle ". Do you know the snow, to the subtle fragrance" Bao Jianfeng from sharpening out, plum flower is the plum blossom from the bitter cold too much, it gives off bursts of intoxicating aroma can also, cast it firm and inflexible character, and not that ban like peach and apricot not exposed to wind and rain, early fall.

¡¡¡¡Because I Ainabai the vast snow, also love the strong plum.

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¡¡¡¡There are four seasons in a year, spring, summer, autumn, winter. They are all so different, are very likable guy, but I only like white in winter.

¡¡¡¡Dancing after the autumn winter white wings to fly, it does not have the charactizing a fine spring, nor summer enthusiasm is bold and unrestrained, more no harvest the fruits of autumn, winter, it hang, also has brought people of laughter.

¡¡¡¡You see the air, the dance, the silver elves, where lithe and graceful, graceful walk, it is the spirit of winter snow. Glittering and translucent get rid of is appeared, angular, kaleidoscope.

¡¡¡¡Myriad elves fluttering spread down the earth, make the earth look brand-new, good pack turn white. Some like green, the elves fell on the branch; Some like brown, landed on the roof tiles; Others fell on my head, clothes, and I catch up the tag, to show her magic magic, become crystal clear water droplets; Others fell on the wheat seeding the babys body, as if for a thick quilt over the difference, the difference baby HanHanDe, sweet, beautiful fell asleep... Others fell on the campus, campus immediately from the laughter, it is the students make a snowman snowball fights in the playground! Others fell on the warm homes, house the old man of the smile looking at air landing elf, eyes drifting far away; Others fell on the kindergarten, the children peaceful watching...

¡¡¡¡Winter brings the earth beautiful, brought crops harvest, brought happiness to us.

¡¡¡¡This is my favorite white winter!

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¡¡¡¡Whenever I wonder, I turn over the album and think about the trip to Harbin, ¡­ ¡­

¡¡¡¡Harbin winter sky dazzling white, often see the big white snow falling from the sky, like the light maiden rotation in the air. Snow fell on the soft ground, step up creaked; the snow fly to a tree, the branches wore glittering crown; the snow in the field, the field covered with endless carpet.

¡¡¡¡It snows and the sun comes out. The sun shines on the snow, reflected a colorful light. A tree covered with silver, which is linked to the tree. The shape is the marvelous silver praise! Sometimes a snowball, if someone shaking the branches, and the silver balls falling on the spot. Snowball was broken, jade crumbs like snow be wind, beautiful.

¡¡¡¡The Songhua River is another story: the ice on the river, put a few blocks out of the ice, a few people with a huge carved carving knife. On a river carved sculpture has: a lovely panda, leisurely eating bamboo; there is a naughty monkey, skillfully playing acrobatics; a naive child, is reading carefully; a graceful young girl, looking up at the sky high ¡­ ¡­ a statue to true to life. Along the river bank with more and more beautiful.

¡¡¡¡Ice is a member of a unique family of ice. It has brilliant colors, shining, like stars, and the other is the bridge, pavilion, palace, attic, exquisite was stunning. When the light is bright, the jade is green, the precious stone is blue, the gold is yellow, and it is so crystal like, like the fairy tale of the fairy who lives in the fairy.

¡¡¡¡Oh, the winter of Harbin, you are beautiful! Your beauty, reflecting the natural Yequ, also contains Chinese wisdom.

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¡¡¡¡I was born in Guangdong, the southernmost province in mainland China where in winter the temperature seldom falls be low 5C. For the past 19 years, I had never seen snow. I couldnt remember from when I had been dreaming of seeing a real snow, and experiencing a bleak winter.

¡¡¡¡Before I entered the university, I had never expected the climate difference of Shanghai and Guangzhou. But as October came, the falling golden leaves and the chilly winds indicated that this winter would be cold.

¡¡¡¡October walked away in the whisper of the falling leaves.Winter approached in November, and then December.

¡¡¡¡The dazzling golden color already faded away, leaving only the bare branches sticking out into the frosty air. Grass that was once as thick as a fine cardigan carpet could no longer be found anywhere. What I saw were the slushy fields which were jade green in September.

¡¡¡¡I considered it a great fortune to watch the sun, which was mild, jumping off the horizon and into those bare branches.Even on sunny days, the temperature was still low. The campus was left deserted and lifeless.

¡¡¡¡Was this what I had been longing for? Could it be called a bleak winter? I thought I should feel satisfied. Shanghai is still in the south. I couldnt expect more. But there was still some thing in my mind, as it was only one step to my dream. I prayed every day for a snow. A slight one could be enough. Once again.God heard.

¡¡¡¡Ill never forget the morning of Christmas. On my way to the library, a white elf found its way into my coat. It took me more than a minute to realize what was happening. Believe it or not, it snowed. Suddenly I understood why God took all the signs of life away in winter. He must have been clearing up a stage for his spoiled kid snow.

¡¡¡¡Tears welled up in my eyes, for my thankfulness to God and to the special, bleak winter.

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¡¡¡¡There are four seasons in a year, spring means reborn, the trees become green and the flowers get boom.

¡¡¡¡In the summer, the weather is hot while in the autumn, the weather is cool, the winter means cold.

¡¡¡¡Among the four seasons, I like the winter best, though it is cold, I enjoy the weather. I don¡¯t have to bear the hot weather, when I sleep, the warm makes me feel so comfortable, I have the good sleep.

¡¡¡¡What¡¯s more, I can play the snow, I like to build all kinds of snowmen, I play with my friends, we are enjoying the moment.

¡¡¡¡I like winter so much, it brings me so much happiness.

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¡¡¡¡There is no spring in winter, everything is reviving, vibrant, flowers blooming, nor the joy of autumn harvest. But I still like winter very much.

¡¡¡¡In winter, she is a symbol of sanctity. When the snow and ice stride into the threshold of winter, the whole world is congealed in the north. The lake and river were covered with a thick layer of ice and snow in the pavilion houses in silence, mound and Tian Kan in the silver in the intoxicated.

¡¡¡¡In winter, a conscientious and meticulous babysitter, you use one of your hands snow to cover a thick layer of quilt for the green oasis, giving them warmth and concern. While the earth hibernating quietly anticipate the arrival of spring, some insects also scrambled into the soil. Or hidden in the woods, waiting for the new year being exciting. Winter, you use the other hand -- wind, the harm of pests before killing as many as those beasts of prey drive to the mountains. In this way, you are a good babysitter who is most passionate to your friends, cruel and ruthless to the enemy.

¡¡¡¡In winter, I want to praise you, more importantly, because you still nurture the cradle of spring, "is winter coming, will spring be far away?"

¡¡¡¡In winter, I praise you and revere you. Winter, you go! Im attached to you; come on! I greet you, like your pure body, your strict character, I want to exercise and struggle in your arms...

¡¡¡¡In winter, I always like you.

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¡¡¡¡Its cold in winter. I saw people put on thick clothes, long scarves, hats and gloves. If you wear less clothes, you will hear stomping, rubbing hands, hissing in your mouth.

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¡¡¡¡I hate winter because its too cold. In the morning, I dont remember staying in bed. I was wrapped up in thick clothes like zongzi. When I went home in the evening, I was sitting in the back of the motorcycle. The wind was blowing and my ears were freezing.

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¡¡¡¡But I also like winter, because sometimes it snows in winter. Every December, I ask my mother: will it snow this year? Im looking forward to the next heavy snow. I can have a snowfight and make snowmen happily.

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¡¡¡¡After the fall, winter gentlely comes to us, with the temperature goes down step by step, and we will put on the clothes little by little. But to someone, the much-awaited winter finally comes, with the clean and beautiful snow falling down.

¡¡¡¡Children shout and hurry to the outside to enjoy the snowy day. They will make a snowman and maybe give him a scarf, a chrestams hat.Stones are his eyes, carrot becomes his nose, branches from the tree are his arms and their coat is made by the snowy-drapery and stone-buttons. They will also get a smile face with the help of the stones. And other children may have a snowball fight. They devided into two parts and round their balls to throw to the other parts little soiders and try to occupy the other parts base under the enermys heavy fire of snowball. And when the day gets dark, children will go back to their own families, breathe on the window and draw some masterpieces. Night comes, with children go to bed, the snow slowly and quietly pour down, quilt over the ground, and everything in the earth becomes silent and clean then.

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¡¡¡¡As the saying goes: snow is a symbol of winter. This is good, you see, yesterday the weather is cloudy, maybe it will snow today.

¡¡¡¡Sure enough snow to fall today, first off and on, stars, soon the vast floating, like goose feather, such as catkin. In the afternoon, on the earth, branches, roof, remained on the earth all things to be clothed with a layer of white coat, whiteness and all things in this world, there are the guardian of the snow elves. Guardian is snow in the winter, snow is pure, nothing can defile it.

¡¡¡¡Under the snow in slowly and quietly, so happy children, busy snowball fights, a snowman, only heard a joyous laughter is full of between heaven and earth.

¡¡¡¡Winter is beautiful, is full of spiritual, I like winter, more like snow in winter.

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¡¡¡¡The snow in winter can give me a lot of imagination. I fantasized that I was snow white, wearing snow white clothes, playing in the snow. The winter of last year was especially cold, but I felt warmed. When the winter arrived, my mother was knitting a sweater for me every day. Every morning when I open my eyes, my mother has already quietly put the fire on the room, as warm as in spring, the clothes have been drying up very warm, always in the care of my mother, my love.

¡¡¡¡The cold season in winter, the cold wind, without mercy, the mothers teeth hurt, when the wind is painful, sometimes can not speak. Looking at my mothers pain, I wish I could do something for my mother. Its a cold morning again. I just fooled and eaten two or three food for breakfast, so I had to carry my schoolbag away. Then my mother suddenly said, "come on, Ill give you all of these." I said, "are you not a toothache? No, Im going." My mother just pulled me back, and sincere words and earnest wishes to me said: "breakfast to eat, otherwise the morning classes did not have the strength." Listening to my mothers words, my heart seemed to be violently impacted. It blurred.

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¡¡¡¡White, white, white snow Xiao Xiao sasa. In the face of such a snow world, my heart is raised by some pleasure, then with a winter snow mood, into the white world.

¡¡¡¡A good "Snow" is known when "winter" occurs. See the snow in the slightest, indistinct, slowly, gently fluttering in the fall, I thought of those words describe snow, what "white, glittering and translucent, soft, clean and pure, simple and elegant," remembered "snow have nothing?" "If the LiuXu because of the wind" and "the flower of grass five, six unique snowflake" "as the spring breeze comes suddenly, Qian Shu pear blossoms, and other poems; think of" Ruixue harvest as "the proverb; even the thought of Shelley in" Ode to the west wind in the words "oh, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?"

¡¡¡¡Silent snow, still heavily durian, but in my heart, I had to draw on the winter snow angel of love. Snow, not just cold, it has a warm heart. It melts selflessly in the light of the sun, and makes water to supply the earth and moisten the world.

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