冬天英语作文-我喜欢冬天

冬天英语作文-我喜欢冬天

Maybe because I was born in this season, so I have a strong desire for her.

In this November, the winter was coming with with vigour and vitality, glaucous, with winter, in cold fog, loitering

in the world. Everywhere, there was her trail, and there was a trace of her. The wind -- she is the most reliable men, not when she was ready to let the sun appear before, always let wind blow first. Today, the wind is big and fierce, this strong signal was true, the afternoon, is the sun of heaven and earth. The warm sunshine and summer sun is totally two samples. Do not believe, you see, now the sun, light colors, the sunlight is weak, as it is in the air through a layer of film was shot to the earth. So clear, so warm, covered with mountains, covered with houses, cover me.

My family lived in the school, the school also leaned on the mountain. I sat in front of the desk looked out into the mountains together, and not like flowers to each other, but polite, quietly near. Yes, the cold weather, of course, closer, so that the heating! They will not forget the people, in the foot of the mountain path is left to people. The path with a sluggish stream, all the way to the highway to disperse.

Look, look, look, look, look, as if the cloud is also different. It is different from the past, past the clear sky, white clouds conspicuously reflected in the sky, a cloud, a pile of a pile, see more, they feel monotonous. Who can be called winter or a fancy decoration designer, she will be the

clouds scattered into a piece, so thin, so fragile, do not

look carefully, really can not find it! Really loud weather, just the clouds, people can understand. It is thin and crisp like clouds, like cakes loose, move, will fall a few pieces. Looking at such delicate decoration, it really makes people feel interesting, think carefully, for fear that the birds inadvertently encountered it, will let this decoration broken, scattered.

Next month, the snow will fall. It will be its best dance mix, ice is the most well behaved children...

也许是因为我出生在这个季节吧，所以对她有着强烈的向往

在这个十一月，冬天又轰轰烈烈的来了，带着白霜，架着冬天，

还披着冷雾，在世间游荡。到处都有她的足迹，到处都有她的踪影。

冬风――是她最信赖的部下，没当她准备让太阳出现之前，总会让冬

风先吹遍大地。今天，风儿又大又猛，这强烈的信号果然灵验，下午，便是太阳下的天地。和煦的阳光与夏季的烈日完全是两个样。不信，

你看，现在的太阳，颜色浅淡，阳光也弱，仿佛是在空中透过一层薄

膜才射到大地的。那样清晰，那样暖烘烘的，罩着山，罩着房屋，罩

着我。

我的家就住在校边，而学校又倚在山前。我坐在窗前的写字台上

向外眺望，几座山挤在一起，并不像春花那样互不相让，而是礼貌的，悄悄的靠近。是啊，天冷嘛，当然要靠得近些，以便取暖呗！它们也

不会忘记人们，在山脚下的小路就是留给人们通行的。小路伴着行动

迟缓的溪流，一直通到公路才分散。

看着，看着，望着，望着，仿佛云儿也不同了。那不同于往日，

往日的明朗的天空中，白云显眼地映在空中，一团一团，一堆一堆的，看多了，便觉得单调。可谁叫冬天还是个异想天开的装饰设计师，她

将白云散成一片一片的，那么薄，那么脆，不仔细看，还真看发现不

了它呢！真是响亮的天气啊，就单单指云，人们也能体会到。那是又

薄又脆的云，就像酥饼那样松，动一下，便会落下几片。看着这样娇

嫩的装饰，真让人们觉得有趣，觉得小心，生怕鸟儿无意中碰到了它，会让这装饰破碎，散落。

下一个月，雪也会降临。冬风会是它的舞拌，冰会是它最乖巧的

小孩…