关于冬天英语作文合集六篇
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冬天英语作文 篇1
My favourite festival is Children's Day. It's a summer festival. Children sing and dance. People give children presents. Some presents are toys and some are books.
We are happy on Children's Day.
冬天英语作文 篇2
Spring flowers summer weather a riot of colour, hot, autumn fruit is sweet and delicious, winter scenery loose green white.
The winter snow like a feather, like catkins, like dandelion seeds, drifting profusely and disorderly fall.
Snowflakes in winter have different shapes: stars with six angles. Six twigs … …
When snowflakes dance to the world, the earth. Building。 The trees are covered with a layer of white cloth, the kids are out playing, some snowball fights, some snowman, some … … see how happy they are!
冬天英语作文 篇3
Winter morning is beautiful, do not believe, please see -
Every morning when the door opened, the biting cold wind whirring blowing, from time to time to me hit. And, occasionally there will be naughty little snowflakes have come down, like dancing. Hexagon snowflakes all kinds: some like silver needles, some like leaves, and some like shredded paper ...
Really good looking. Fell on the ground, as if to the earth covered with a thick blanket; fell on the tree, like wearing a silver; fell on the car, just like freshly baked fresh cream cake. This beautiful snow makes people immersed in fresh air. Everywhere wrapped in silver, beautiful.
However, the most people can be at home will be able to feel the first winter atmosphere is the windows of the ice, and some like the forest, full of mystery; some like a stream, as if quietly flowing; some like Santa Claus , As if to give people a gift ... winter girl is really ingenuity ah!
In the club, it is crowded, very lively. People are wearing thick cotton, like a cotton bag. He (she) accompanied by beautiful music, morning exercise.
Artificial lake knot a thick layer of ice, some naughty little classmates playing on the lake slapstick, from time to time came from the lake bursts of laughter.
Winter, very cold. To tell the truth, I do not want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling. Ah, I love winter, because the winter "wind weeping grass", I love its character.
冬天英语作文 篇4
am a middle school students, studying in a beautiful school where there are, in my primary school experience makes me happy, also have sad, in this season. This year I had a very good, the north also began to snow dancing here, I am also very happy, but the winter for me is a cold season. Although I am a student, but also very happy.
冬天英语作文 篇5
Between heaven and earth, it also played the melody of the winter. Outside the window, the north wind roared, like a naughty child running with a whistle. I sat by the fire, wrapped in a cotton padded coat, and listened carefully to the winter melody.
The bare branches, swaying in the relentless winds, I really worry for them, for fear that they will not stand for the torture and suddenly click sound off.
When when when, a clock on the wall struck three, I looked up at the table, is already three o'clock in the afternoon. Outside the window, the wind still doesn't stop, but it has been snowing all over the sky.
A group of snowflakes like wind up cotton ball, drifting profusely and disorderly falling down. They were torn and tumbling in the wind, and they were slow to fall on the ground. And those just falling snowflakes were rolled in by the wind...
In the evening the wind was stopped, but the snow continued. The morning of the second day, people opened the door, he saw a snow-covered landscape of the world.
The people, all the children out of the snow. They were all attracted by the beautiful snow. The adults took out their mobile phones and took the beautiful scenery and saved them. And what about the children? Long ago went to the yard to go to snowball!
I like this wonderful winter!
冬天英语作文 篇6
The first fall of snow is not only an event but it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up to find yourself in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment, then where is it to be found?
The very stealth, the eerie quietness, of the thing makes it more magical. Ifall the snow fell at once in one shattering crash, awakening us in the middle of the night the event would be robbed of its wonder. But it flutters down, soundless, hour after hour while we are asleep. Outside the closed curtains of the bedroom a vast transfbrmation scene is takiag place, just as if a myriad elves and brownies were at work, and we turn and yawn and stretch and know nothing about it. And then, what an extraordinary change it is! It is as if the house continent. Even the inside, which has not been touched, seems different, every room appearing smaller and cosier, just as if some power were trying to turn it into a woodcutter's hut or a snug logcabin. Outside, where the garden was yesterday, there is now a white and glistening level, and the village beyond is no longer your own familiar cluster of roofs but a village in an old German fairy-tale. You would not be surprised to learn that all the people there, the speetacled postmistress, the cobbler, the retired school master, and the rest, had suffered a change too and had become queer elvish beings, purveyors of invisible caps and magic shoes. You yourselves do not feel quite the same people you were yesterday. How could you not when so much has been changed? There is a curious stir, a little shiver of excite-ment, troubling the house, not unlike the feeling there is abroad when a journey has to be made. The children, of course, are all excitement but even the adults hang about and talk to one another longer than usual before setting down to the day's work. Nobody can resist the windows. It is like being on board a ship.
