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!
Although winter means cold weather, I love it all the same.
I think winter is a beautiful season, especially when it snows. Snowflakes fall down naughtily. They fall on branches of trees, on roofs of houses and on wheat fields. Soon the whole earth will be dressed in white. Everything is shining in the sun. Every time it snows, I will remember an old saying, \"Winter has come, can spring be far away?
The northwest wind whistled and gently told me, \"winter is here!\".
The leaves danced and told me softly, \"winter is ing.\".
The earth was wrapped in white cotton, and gently told me, \"winter is here.\".
You see, the grass sister has hidden green clothes, the frog has escaped to sleep underground - Oh! When winter es, I hide my little hands and say \"&ldquo\" to the winter. Wele, Grandpa winter! ”
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