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下雪了的英语作文篇1
我看到白白茫茫的雪：盖着树枝盖着小草盖着房子，像大棉被子盖在大地的身上，看起来很暖和。
I saw the white snow: covered with branches, covered with grass, covered with houses, like cotton quilts on the ground, looking very warm.
傍晚在回老家的一路上，公路两边的田地里到处都是雪，我看着白白的雪看着天空就好象天和地连在了一起而且雾蒙蒙的，就像雾蒙蒙的彩虹很好看。路边的小河里结了冰，我就真想下去滑个冰呀！
In the evening, on the way back to my hometown, the fields on both sides of the road are full of snow. I watched the white snow and the sky as if the sky and the ground were connected and foggy, like the foggy rainbow. There is ice in the river by the side of the road. I really want to go down and skate!
我喜欢看雪的颜色，雪白雪白的。外教老师曾经讲过：在国外白色代表和平。妈妈说：白色还代表纯洁。
I like to see the color of snow. It's white. The foreign teacher once said: white represents peace in foreign countries. Mother said: white also represents purity.
下雪了的`英语作文篇2
我很早就开始一次次地翻日历，盼望着冬天的脚步来临。
I started to look through the calendar again and again very early, looking forward to the steps of winter.
今天真的下雪了！放眼望去，一条白雪皑皑的公路和几棵白骨森森的枯树。大树小树，都伸出白色的手臂指向太空。凡能卓然独立于寒风之中者，一定是值得我们尊重的。
It really snowed today! Looking at it, there is a snow covered road and some dead trees. Big trees and small trees all point out their white arms to space. Those who can stand out from the cold wind must be worthy of our respect.
窗外，一幢幢楼房，都是白雪盖立。石头上仿佛铺了一层纱巾。
Outside the window, buildings are covered with snow. The stone seems to be covered with a layer of gauze.
我感到了冬天的气息。
I feel the smell of winter.
下雪了的英语作文篇3
雪，大家都觉的很冷，可我不这麽认为，我认为雪是纯洁的象征，它洁白，干净。但是它只经的住严寒的考验，却经不住温暖的熏陶，尽管如此，我还是喜欢它，喜欢大雪纷飞的景象，喜欢雪落在地上的白色，阳光一照，仿佛给大地铺上了一层银色的地毯，美极了，和要好的朋友一起去看雪景，美极了，独自一人看雪花飘落，美极了，总而言之，我就是爱雪，堆好的雪人我觉得他们充满了生机，我这么爱雪，你呢？
Snow, everyone feels very cold, but I don't think so. I think snow is a symbol of purity. It's white and clean. But it can only stand the cold test, but it can't stand the warm influence. Nevertheless, I still like it, like the scene of heavy snow flying, like the white snow falling on the ground, the sun shining, as if to lay a layer of silver carpet on the earth, beautiful, and good friends to see the snow, beautiful, alone to see the snowflake falling, beautiful, all in all I just love snow. I think the snowmen are full of life. I love snow so much. How about you?
范文一
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.
范文二
Have you ever seen where the first snow flake folly Is it on the country road, on the branch of an old oak tree, on the wheat fields in the plain, or between the peaks of the mountain range?
See the snowflakes leaping, dancing like flowers in the whirling wind. The flowers have six angles. Sometimes they are like stars. Sometimes they are only white dots, and they keep on falling gently in silence.
Without your knowing it, the fields, houses, trees and the whole earth are enwloped in a thin coat of snow. I love snow, because it is saintly pure.
Winter differs from the other seasons in that it is not as warmag spring, neither as hot as summer, nor as sad as autumn. The snowflake has her own grace and inspiration. It seems tender, yet it is amazingly attractive.
"It's snowing!" I shouted in surprise, large tracts of goose feather snow down, ah! Looking good! The tree, on the roof, the car is white.
Snow from aluminium leisurely in the sky, like the white butterfly fluttered in the wind. You look! Snow girl footprint has covered throughout the world - pale green lawn snowflakes, from a distance, just like a sea of silver: of wild flowers in the small and exquisite, some snow coming into a small water droplets, as if in the blossom of each white crystal diamonds, dress up the flowers; Trees covered with silver, dancing in the breeze slowly with a big burly figure, is a winter dance.
Originally quiet garden, has now been hilarious, lively and lovely children happy frolic on the lawn, some collection white; Is going to make a lovely snowman; Some beautiful snowflakes from time to time picked up from the ground, rub and make it a light snow ball, to cast the companions: some accidentally fell covered with the snow, in a swaggering winsome snowman, how interesting sight!
What a big snow, I like snow!
“下雪了!”我惊喜地大叫，大片大片鹅毛般的雪落了下来，啊!真好看呀!树上、汽车上、楼顶上都白茫茫的一片。
雪花从银灰的天空悠悠地飘下，像满天白色的蝴蝶在迎风飘舞。你瞧!雪花姑娘的足迹已经遍布整个世界——嫩绿的草坪上铺满了雪花，远远望去，宛如一片银白色的海洋：在那些小巧玲珑的野花身上，有的雪花即将化为小水珠，仿佛是在花蕊中镶嵌上的一颗颗洁白晶莹的钻石，装扮着花儿;披上了银装的树木，在徐徐吹来的微风中舞动着高大魁梧的身姿，正在跳一支冬日的舞。
原本冷清的花园，现在已经热闹起来：活泼可爱的孩子们在草地上欢乐的嬉戏——有的`收集洁白的雪花;准备做一个可爱的小雪人;有的不时从地上拾起美丽的雪花，揉一揉，做成一个小雪球，向同伴身上投支：有的不小心摔了一跤身上沾满了雪花：成一个神气十足的可爱无比的雪人，多么生动有趣的景象啊!
好大的雪，我喜欢雪!
