After the snow, the continuous snow decorating the world, Qiongzhi Yuye, powder-coated jade, Haoran uniform, is a happy scene of the rich years of Ruixue.
The sun has just risen to the top of the hill, and is covered by bright red sunshine. The sunshine shines through the cracks of clouds, like numerous dragons spewing golden waterfalls.
The sunshine piercing the clouds is like a golden thread, criss-crossing, sewing the light grey and blue grey clouds into a beautiful pattern.
In the middle of winter, the sun seems to be afraid of the cold, wearing very thick clothes, the heat will not emit.
When the rain stopped, the sky was like ink-splashing clouds, the distance was blue, and outside the small window was a lonely winter scene.
Winter is coming! Winter is coming! Winter Girl came in a hurry, dressed in pure white, with a pair of scissors in her left hand and a fan in her right hand.
After a heavy night of snow, a thick layer of snow accumulated on the roof of the city. Standing on the flat roof of a tall building, I looked out like a rolling snow mountain.
The deciduous willows were covered with bright silver strips of fur; the evergreen pines and cypresses in winter and summer were covered with fluffy snowballs.
The sun was greeting the sunset, showing a bright red face. Suddenly, thousands of golden rays passed through the treetops and dyed the water with a layer of carmine.
A thin layer of snow, like a huge soft wool blanket, covered the vast desert, shining with cold silver.
The sun shines through the thin clouds, shining on the vast white earth, reflecting the silver light, which makes people's eyes blossom.
The glittering snowflakes fell on the palm of my hand. They looked transparent. Slowly, they melted.
When they came to the bamboo trees in the north of the mountain, they stood firm on the grassland and the north wind blew through them. They shook their heads and seemed not afraid of the cold winter.
In winter, the sky here is always gloomy and grey. The sun seems to be afraid of the cold and slips away from the east to the west.
Just before mid-afternoon, the sun had withdrawn its faint light, as if afraid of the cold, and hid in the clouds as thick as cotton-padded tires.