Snowflakes 1 Snow is so pure and beautiful. She exudes the breath of winter with a white and light posture. Last winter, in my hometown Yuxi, I feasted my eyes.
Go to school in the morning and see snowflakes flying all over the sky. It is as light as smoke and as white as silver. It's like a lively and lovely snow doll flying down from space and kissing the long-lost land. How interesting! Like a white butterfly flying all over the sky. It's amazing. I reached for the snowflake, but when I touched it, it was like a shy girl. It melted before I could see it clearly. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, but the snowflakes are getting smaller and smaller. I saw many small snowflakes whirling and falling down one after another, making a slight rustling sound, as if playing a beautiful tune.
Snow brings us a lot of happiness. In the yard downstairs of my house, whether it is tall pine and cypress, low Cycas, or large and small flowers, they are all dressed in silver clothes overnight, which is very beautiful. On campus, you chase after me, and the students knead snowflakes into small snowballs with frozen red hands, throw them around each other and have snowball fights, ha! Have a good time. Whenever snowflakes are flying, I always like to run outside, to the silvery world, to look up at the sky and let snowflakes fall all over my cheeks. I dance with snowflakes and enjoy the happiness brought by nature.
In the heavy snow, I imagined that snowflakes turned into rain dew, nourishing me to grow sturdily. That snowflake stroked my head like a mother, encouraging me to study hard and serve my country in the future and become the pillar of my motherland. On the way to school, the snow is still falling, white clothes are everywhere, and the roadside buildings are beautiful. From a distance, the hazy mountain seems to be covered with a thin blanket, and the scenery is very spectacular. Snow White, you bring joy and hope to people. Poets and painters praise your beauty and purity, and describe your beauty with their painters and wisdom. Farmers' uncles praise the hope that you bring them a bumper harvest and pray for a bumper harvest of snow; The children praised you for creating a vast entertainment world for them. Snowflakes are like jade, like plum blossoms, like feathers, like catkins ... every little snow flower is so pure and light. I walked with cheerful steps and hummed beautiful songs. As soon as I stepped into the house, I jumped into my mother's arms. The scene was like snowflake's daughter pouncing on Mother Earth.
Oh! Xue, you are the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty, and I like you! Living in southwest Yunnan, I wonder if I can see you again next winter.
From ancient times to the present, the four seasons have been changing alternately and repeatedly.
However, this winter seems a little late, especially the first snow this year, which has lasted for three weeks. However, the late snowy day did not delay our happiness.
In the morning, I got up at six o'clock, washed my face and brushed my teeth as usual ... After breakfast, I picked up my bag and went downstairs. I seem to be confused by what I see. I thought it was my fantasy, but when I rubbed my eyes and looked again, I found it was true-it was snowing.
I arrived at school. As usual, there are still few people in the school, but unlike usual, the playground is white and there are almost no footprints. Looking at all this, I really can't bear to let it be destroyed by the ruthless footprints of my classmates.
Sure enough, in a few minutes, the students walked into the school one after another, and all this was shattered.
The phrase "life has its gains and losses" is really good.
The students' laughter came from the playground immediately, but after all, it was morning and the happy voice soon disappeared.
Soon, the second class is over, and it is impossible to do exercises in this weather, which is undoubtedly good news for us. The students are armed to the teeth and ready to fight. I didn't go down, thinking I was afraid of being attacked.
I climbed up the window and watched. I didn't watch the students fight. I'm watching snowflakes flying all over the sky. I am thinking deeply: what is this snowflake? Suddenly I remembered a very funny sentence: snowflakes are the dandruff of the gods. I am surprised that snow is so beautiful, how can anyone combine it with such a dirty thing? As far as I'm concerned, snowflakes are a blessing from God. ...
I came to my senses, and what I saw confirmed my guess. Look! The students are so happy that they seem to forget that they are a sixth-grade student and their studies. ...
Looking at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, what will our future look like, what will happen to us in the senior high school entrance examination one year later, and will we still be so happy then? ...
Let's not talk about it. Seeing the students having such a good time, I can't help it. I'm going down, too !
Snowflake Grade 6 Composition 3 Winter is so silent that flowers wither, rivers freeze and winter is silent.
Snow covers the earth, and the cold of winter covers everyone's heart. However, the coming new year will drive away the cold in people's hearts, bring warmth to people and make people full of dreams. I am no exception. In this cold winter, my heart is warm and there are many warm dreams in my heart.
I have a dream, maybe not a great dream, but it has sprouted in the most beautiful place in my heart. The sun always rises where there is a dream. Dream is an eternal smile, which makes the mind full of passion and eyes clear and bright forever. I believe that my dream will come true as long as I work hard!
I still remember last year's Spring Festival, I went to the supermarket wrapped in a thick down jacket, ready to go shopping and visit my relatives, but just as I was about to enter the supermarket, I saw a scene: two adults with a child, two adults only wore as many clothes as I wore in spring, and the children's clothes were all adults', but they were still very thin. They huddled together, and there was only a worn carpet on the ground. I can see them shivering a few meters away. At this moment, it seems that only a broken bowl in front of them and a few coins in the broken bowl are accompanying them and accompanying their cold.
I am wrapped in a down jacket, and it is still so cold. I think my heart can't help getting cold There are so many people in and out of the supermarket, all wearing down jackets or big cotton-padded jackets, and only they are in the corner, dressed like this. It seems like breaking the harmony. When others saw them, they all hid aside and said something: "pretend! There are many fake beggars now! " "Oh, it's so dirty!" "Go, go, get out of the way!" ""
There were more and more voices, but no one came forward to help the poor family. Do you still have to guess? Will fake beggars risk their lives and the cold for a few cents?
At this point, all I can do is give them money. I went up to him and gently put down a dollar. As soon as I turned around, I heard a small voice: "Xie, Xie". Although I was trembling, I heard it.
This is my sigh. Why do so many people go in and out of the supermarket, but no one stops to care about this family?
Because I have a New Year's dream, I think of those people who should have a dream but don't. Because of my dream, I thought of it again.
In this "warm" winter, my New Year's dream is like this, that is, I want all people who have no dreams to have dreams! let the world be full of love! Happy new year!
The north wind roared, and I sat at the table, and loneliness spread silently around me like fog. Outside the window, a few withered branches trembled into the gloomy sky. I suddenly remembered that snowy winter.
I remember that school has started for several weeks, but our Chinese class didn't start because of the lack of teachers. Our third-grade children are staring at the dry textbooks, how eager they are to have a teacher to teach us! I can't help poking a small hole in enough paper and often staring at the teacher's house. On that day, the door of the classroom creaked open and a bright beam of sunshine came in. We looked up and saw the headmaster and a young female teacher come in. The headmaster told us that the teacher had just graduated from college and came to teach us Chinese ... The classroom was boiling at once. The new teacher introduced herself with a smile and we cheered around her. ...
Since then, the teacher has led us to stroll on the grassland of knowledge. Here are "When I asked your students, under a pine tree," he replied, "My teacher," go to the herbal medicine, "and" there are two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky. " Listening to her talk about "beautiful Xiaoxing 'anling", I feel as if I were in a beautiful forest, watching a deer enjoying its beautiful reflection by the stream and a squirrel jumping happily among the branches; Look at the bamboo shoots and buds, and the wild flowers are fragrant; Look at the footprints of the fat bear printed on the snow. After class, we dragged our teacher to play with the snow and watched the snowflakes flying all over the sky. We played in the thick snow and didn't feel cold at all. Snowflakes are long, and so are our hearts. An older child led a group of children through the snowflakes, and laughter echoed in every corner of the campus, shaking off the snow on the branches of old trees. When talking about "we must live up to expectations", she said to us: "Our hometown is very poor, so children must live up to expectations ..." Yes, our hometown is too poor, otherwise why don't those teachers come to our school? She encouraged us to be like Tong Dizhou, not to lag behind, to read famous books, and to win a breath for our hometown. At that time, I made up my mind: study hard and go to college in the future! Since then, I have studied harder. Later, he won the first place in the Chinese unified examination. Three years passed quickly under the guidance of the teacher, but that snowy winter, those laughter and tears, that unforgettable oath, like beautiful shells, are all treasured in my memory.
The bell brought my thoughts back. I don't know when the delicate snowflakes are flying all over the sky and the pine is still there.
I got up in the morning and watched a video on my mobile phone. The video is about a snowy morning with some red and yellow in the snow.
After the video, I went to my cousin's house. The dishes we are going to cook today are a bit like those in the video. It's called snowflake crisp. This is a very common dessert, but I don't know how to make it. Aunt said she would teach us how to make snowflake crisp today. Such delicious food must be difficult to cook.
We four children washed our hands in the bathroom first, and then dried them. When we wash our hands, my aunt has prepared the materials we need.
We children can't wait to fly to the kitchen. First, melt the butter. Melt over medium heat until there are no particles. This step is very simple, as long as you can grasp the temperature and wait for a period of time.
Step two, melt the marshmallows in the pot. Just put down the cotton candy, there is no movement at all, and there is no sign of melting. After a while, the marshmallows stuck to the bottom of the pot and began to melt slowly. Butter also began to slowly penetrate into the cotton candy, and several golden shrines appeared in the snow-white cotton candy.
I don't know how long it took, but the cotton candy and butter turned into a ball and a pot of golden liquid.
Step 3: Pour a proper amount of milk powder into the melted liquid, stir well, and then pour in biscuits and your favorite dried fruit or cereal.
Step 4, pour the dried fruit into a blender and stir it evenly, and put it into a rectangular uncovered iron box prepared in advance. Flatten and set aside to cool.
When you do the last step, you must flatten it quickly. For the first time, we didn't know how to make snowflakes brittle, so we pressed them here and there until they solidified. It's uneven when cutting, but there's nothing I can do. That's all.
After solidification, cut it into squares with a knife. If you want to give it away, you can wrap it in a small plastic bag and put it in a box, and you can give it away.
When I got home, I told my parents what I had gained today. My parents said that if I had time, my sister and I would make some for others.
This delicious and beautiful snowflake crisp is finished. Have you learned to waste?
If I were a snowflake, I would feel myself blooming from the moment I was sprinkled by the sky. My delicate, wonderful and pure body makes me feel satisfied. But I don't seem satisfied. There seems to be a vacancy in my heart, and I always feel that I need something else. So a beautiful journey began.
My friends and I can fly freely in the air, and our light bodies make us extremely free. However, at this moment, a gust of wind blew towards us and devoured us like wild animals. We are helpless and even complain that the body that just gave us freedom is too soft.
Swallowed by the strong wind, I vaguely saw the underground. A little boy. He looked at the sky gloomily. He thought that snowflakes would drift towards him, but a strong wind blew away the newly fallen snowflakes. I can't help but tremble in my heart-I have an idea of going against the wind. Seeing that my friends and I were about to be blown to that remote mountain peak, I began to resist. I tried to float to the boy. My body resists the wind, and the delicate edges and corners have been worn away by the wind. However, the wind became stronger, as if fighting with me. I was blown back by the wind. I'm dying! At this time, I called my friends. At first, they laughed at me for being useless, but slowly, as if moved by my spirit, all the snowflakes began to fall against the wind. I am so excited, I try my best to shout and give everyone courage! The wind seems to have been moved. It stopped. We immediately drifted in the direction of the boy.
Here we are. I landed on the boy's nose first. I heard him, he shouted with a smile! I feel terrible! My wonderful body has begun to melt. And the boy's laughter is getting louder and louder, more and more beautiful. I know. It's a partner.
I also know that. I am losing it. Although I can't see the boy's expression, I know that smile is indescribable and pure. Although my body is almost gone, my empty heart has been filled with a mysterious force. I feel satisfied in my heart, but it is not the same as starting to appreciate my satisfaction. I feel that I have the meaning of life.
If I were a snowflake. Although life is short, this short and meaningful life is more useful than a long and empty life. Maybe this is the true meaning of life.
On the morning of the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, my father began to make snowflake balls.
Dad chopped the meat first. He grabbed a few pieces of meat and put them on the chopping board. Pieces of meat piled up into mountains. He picked up the chop of the kitchen knife "dadada ..." and chopped the "hill" flat at once.
Chopped it twice, and my father folded the meat into a "hamburger" with one side of the kitchen knife. He cuts from the right, and every time he cuts, the meat moves to both sides. I found him chopping again and again. Only in this way can the meat be chopped. From time to time, there are many naughty little pieces of meat that fly with the knife. Dad said, "those naughty little pieces of meat are stuck to the knife." When I raised the knives, there was an inertia and they were thrown out. "
After cutting it for the third time, I was surprised to find that this "hamburger" which was originally piled high turned into a big "pizza" in Pingping Zhang. I found the reason why it changed from "hamburger" to "pizza": Dad chopped the meat flat with several knives. Every time he saw the "pizza" fall off a corner, he would fold it with his hand before cutting it.
Dad chopped the meat, and grandma went into the kitchen, grabbed a handful from a bowl of peanut powder and sprinkled it into the meat bowl. She stirred the meat and peanut powder evenly with chopsticks. This peanut powder is to make the meat looser and more fragrant, just like throwing sand into the mud, the mud will become looser. Then she took out soy sauce, lump powder and spiced powder, sprinkled them into the meat stuffing and stirred them evenly. Soy sauce increases the color of meat stuffing, Tuo powder increases the viscosity of meat stuffing, and spiced powder is used to flavor meat stuffing.
In the afternoon, grandma and dad started the last step of making snowflake meatballs: turn the meat stuffing into meatballs, and then stick sticky rice with soft water. Grandma pinched a piece of meat from the stuffing bowl, then kneaded it into small pieces, kneaded it into a circle and put it in her hand. Grandma put the glutinous rice in her hand and began to shake it up and down. Small meatballs in her hand happily turned upside down. When it is dressed in glutinous rice, a snowflake ball is finished.
Snowflakes are round. Adults and old people think it is a kind of round food, while children think it is delicious.
Dinner started, and the snowflake circle appeared on the dining table. I picked up one and took a bite. Ah! That smell is really hard to forget.
Snowflakes 6 th grade composition 8 Deep winter came, snowflakes floated in the milky white sky, and they fell to the ground silently, but one day, a "white carpet" was laid on the platform of my house.
I wore non-slip snow boots and walked on the thin "white carpet", watching the snow scene and listening to the faint "click" sound of every step. "What a beautiful voice!" I'm surprised.
Suddenly, a snowflake fell on the tip of my hair and was not damaged. I observed it carefully: it really has six beautiful corners like snowflakes in science books. There are many small forks on each corner, and the central part is hexagonal. It seems to be translucent and a little white, not white in the picture.
How beautiful and pure the snow on the ground is! Although it will give us cold, it can't take away our love for it. Snowflake is independent in the sky. When it falls on the ground, it becomes a ball, which makes children love it more. They had a snowball fight, made a snowman and rolled in the snow. They had a good time! Pure and kind snowflakes take away dust and make the air more pure; Take away some bacteria and make trees, benches, streets, etc. Cleaner; Took away the sadness in people's hearts; Take away people's thoughts of distant relatives-because there is a reunion party in the coldest season, which makes people feel comfortable and open-minded!
Once, I made a snowman on the platform without gloves, and my hands were red with cold, but I couldn't restrain my love for making a snowman. I grabbed some snow, kneaded it into ice, inserted a branch into the ice, kneaded it into ice, piled it on the branch, pressed it hard, and carved eyes, nose, mouth, ears, hands and legs with my nails. Not long after, I made a lovely "tiger", a unique handmade ice sculpture. Snowflakes make me have fun!
Snowflakes clean up dust for human beings, which reminds me of cleaners, teachers and parents in life. They work with no regrets for the beauty of the road and the growth of their children. Isn't this "snowflake spirit" admirable?