關於描寫冬天的英語美文

　　夜，靜的有些彷徨。冬天的暗夜總是最難猜透的，月清純得如初戀的女孩，晰白的臉頰隱隱浮現一絲微微的羞澀…噓，不要吵醒屬於冬季的夢，安靜，安靜地。小編分享，希望可以幫助大家!

　　：雪之戀

　　Snow, in the winter, "white angel", I have a pure love for her. She is so white and flawless like the sky clouds; she was so beautiful, like nature, like flowers fresh; she is so gentle, like silent fluttering like catkins!

　　The snow is like sugar, but not sweet; like the MSG, but not fresh; like sea salt, but not salty. Like white, like a duck, like a feather, like pear petals, like...... Large and small, are in the endless sky wave landing.

　　The snow drifting profusely and disorderly, falling down constantly, like who is in the air accidentally broke the bottle, the splash of broken jade fluttering in the air, constantly changing with various steps, like wearing a White Chiffon Dress little girl in the dance. For a moment, the earth covered with snow, dead branches hanging on the shiny, fluffy snowflakes, even the wrinkles have been filled, transformed into a jade coral.

　　Looking through the window, light snow is more like a cute little ballerina, on tiptoe, gently flutter in the embrace of the earth, embracing the boundless wilderness, hills and blocks of houses, kissing at the foot of the solid ground, with her elegant posture belies the sounds of the world, making it the oldest land the more lovely magic.

　　The house, on the road, the branches, the land covered with thick silver white winter. From afar, connected world, hillsides, fields, square, the ground was covered with heavy makeup in white, like a thick carpet down, all around the world snow-covered landscape. The plants in the garden are not needed to test it, sneak into a thick quilt, hid in the White House.

　　Much better!

　　How elegant white!

　　Look around, all tangled up with a piece of white, the trees stand in the cold wind, thick thin, tall, mimizaza. Among them, often leaves the snow because the foliage piled up round a ball, looking like a full white camellia tree.

　　The magic figure of snow, so lightly, dance is so elegant, every piece is so crystal clear, like a song good.tactfully,Ming Li poem.

　　Snow - you are the "angel in white" in the winter, you are so pure and flawless, I will always be with you the most pure and beautiful love!

　　雪花，冬天裡的“白衣天使”，我對她懷著純真的愛。她是那樣的潔白，像天空中白雲一樣的無瑕;她是那樣的美麗，像大自然中花兒一樣的鮮嫩;她是那樣的輕柔，像柳絮似的無聲飄舞!

　　這雪像是白糖，卻不甜;像是味精，卻不鮮;像是海鹽，卻不鹹。像白梅，像鴨絨，像鵝毛，像梨花瓣，像……大的，小的，都在無盡的天空中飄舞著落地。

　　雪紛紛揚揚地，不斷地向下飄落，就像是誰在空中不小心打碎了玉瓶一般，那飛濺的碎玉在空中飛舞，不斷地變化著各種舞步，像一個個身穿白色薄紗裙的較小的姑娘在舞蹈。一會兒，大地披上了銀裝，枯樹枝上掛著亮晶晶的，毛茸茸的雪花，就連皺紋也被填平了，搖身一變成了玉珊瑚。

　　隔窗望去，雪花更似輕盈可愛的小芭蕾女，踮著腳尖，輕悄悄撲在大地的懷抱中，擁抱著無邊無際的曠野，山崗和幢幢屋舍，親吻著腳下堅實的土地，用她那高貴典雅的身姿掩蓋了世界的喧鬧，使這古老的土地愈顯得神奇可愛。

　　房屋上，馬路上，樹枝上，土地裡都披上了厚厚的銀白色冬裝。遠望，天地相連，山坡，田野，廣場，地面都濃妝素裹，好像鋪上了一層厚實的鴨絨大地毯，四周的一切都成了粉妝玉砌的世界。花園裡的植物們經不起風霜的考驗似的，偷偷地鑽進了厚厚的“棉被”，躲進了白房子之中。

　　多美好!

　　多麼潔白素雅!

　　環顧四周，都纏綿著一片白，樹木在寒風中挺立，粗的細的，高的矮的，密密匝匝。其中，常綠葉上的積雪由於葉子的襯托堆成了圓圓的一團，遠望像開滿了白花的山茶樹。

　　神奇的雪花，身影那麼輕快，舞姿如此飄逸，每一片都那麼晶瑩，像一曲婉轉、明麗的小詩。

　　雪——你是冬日裡的“白衣天使”，你是那樣的潔白無瑕，我對你永遠懷著最純真美好的愛!

　　：冬天裡的溫暖

　　Open the window, the vast darkness. The tiny spots shining in the Milky Way lamps and candles of a myriad families, like the stars. The cold moonlight with wind blowing, but I still feel very warm, very warm. It was October to November, the temperature dropped. Because there is no heating, the room is very cold in the evening. In those days, every night, dad always early to come to my room, lying in my quilt, then give me the quilt warmed, go back to sleep in his room. When I was my father used to warm the temperature into the quilt, always feel very comfortable! I stretched out the whole body relax, a day of fatigue at this moment are warm and comfortable out.

　　I remember once, I was ready for second days in English read English texts, until more than eleven go to sleep. When I came to bed, found my father has fallen asleep in my bed. Dad slept smells good! Like the baby, there is a slight snoring sound, it seems that after a day of busy work, his face wrinkles and increased. In the moonlight shadow, became a lot of old, years of baptism in his face mercilessly carved an indelible imprint. See Dad slept soundly, I didn't have the heart to wake him, he quietly came into his bedroom, got into his quilt. Ah! It's cool! I feel cold, cold hands and feet, seemed to be frozen like. My legs almost curled up to his chest, still feel very cold. Just as I was cold, my father woke up, immediately ran over, he saw me crouched in the quilt, first one Leng, then see light suddenly to the back of the head, I am sorry to say: "you see how I fell asleep? Come on, go back! Don't catch a cold." In a word, put my heart warm. My father pulled me up, pushed me into my own quilt, and covered the quilt for me, and then dragged his exhausted body back to his room. Dad was lying in the warm quilt, feel father's body temperature, smell the faint scent of father, I suddenly felt warm, and my heart is warm.

　　Then, by the bright moonlight outside the window, the two tree eye-catching, a small. Although they are bare, they lean close to each other. Throughout the year, with its thick trunks and dense foliage trees, shelter trees, extreme care. Is this tree not just like a father? He used his body to get rid of the cold, to bring me warmth. Every night my father slept two cold quilt, today I just cool for a while in the quilt, felt cold. Father in order to let me get warm, every day to endure the cold. Thought of here, a few beans big tears rolled down my eyes, tears wet pillow, also wet my heart. I grow up, but I will never forget that my father brought me! I don't know how to express my gratitude to my father in any language, and I have never told him, but I have to respect him, and be grateful to him. Now I really want to say to him: "Dad, I love you!"

　　推開窗戶，夜色茫茫。星星點點的萬家燈火閃亮著，像銀河中璀璨的群星。清冷的月光夾雜著寒風撲面而來，但我卻感到很溫暖，很溫暖。 那是十月到十一月期間，氣溫驟降。因為還沒有供暖，晚上房間裡非常冷。那些天，每天晚上爸爸總是早早地來到我的房間，躺在我的被子裡，給我把被子焐熱了之後，再回到他的房間裡睡覺。每當我鑽進被爸爸用體溫焐暖的被子裡時，總是感覺好舒服呀!我伸開手腳放鬆著整個身體，一天的疲勞在這一刻都被溫暖和舒適攆走了。

　　記得有一次，我因準備第二天英語課上領讀英語課文，直到十一點多才去睡。當我來到床前時，發現爸爸已經在我的被子裡睡著了。爸爸睡得好香啊!如同嬰兒一般，還有輕微的打鼾聲，似乎經過一天忙碌的工作，他臉上的皺紋又增加了。在月光的照映下，變得又蒼老了許多，歲月的洗禮在他的臉上無情地刻下了不可磨滅的印痕。 看到爸爸睡得很熟，我沒忍心叫醒他，便躡手躡腳地來到了爸爸的臥室，鑽進了他的被子裡。啊!真涼啊!我感到手腳冰涼冰涼的，好像要被凍僵似的。我把腿幾乎蜷到了胸前，還是覺得很冷。 正當我寒冷難耐時，爸爸醒了，馬上跑了過來，他看到我蜷縮在被子裡，先是一愣，之後恍然大悟地撓撓後腦勺，很抱歉地說：“你看我怎麼睡著了?快回去吧!別感冒了。”一句話，說得我心裡暖烘烘的。爸爸把我拉起來，推到我自己的被子裡，又為我掩了掩被子，才拖著疲憊的身子回到了自己的房間。 躺在被爸爸焐熱的被子裡，感受著爸爸的體溫，聞著爸爸留下的淡淡的體香，我頓時覺得全身暖暖的，和我的心，也是暖暖的。

　　這時，藉著皎潔的月光，窗外的兩棵樹格外醒目，一大一小。雖然它們光禿禿的，但它們相互依偎著。一年四季，大樹用它粗壯的樹幹和茂密的樹葉，為小樹遮風擋雨，呵護萬分。這棵大樹不正像爸爸一樣嗎?他用自己的身體為我驅除寒冷，給我帶來溫暖。每天晚上爸爸都要睡兩個涼被子，今天我只在涼被子裡待了一會兒，就感到寒冷難耐。爸爸為了讓我得到溫暖，每天都要忍受寒冷。想到這兒，幾顆豆大的淚珠從我眼裡滾了下來，淚水浸溼了枕頭，也浸溼了我的心。 我長大了，但我永遠也不會忘記爸爸給我帶來的那個!我不知道用什麼語言來表達我對爸爸的感恩，我也從沒向他表白過，但我心裡卻那樣尊敬他，感激他。現在我真想對他說一聲：“爸爸，我愛您!”

　　：冬天的早晨

　　Winter morning, it's cold. The wind was blowing, blowing in the face like a knife like pain, travel people wear thick hat, wearing a warm coat.

　　Winter morning, it is quiet. The original rivers have become unusually calm, cannot find race each other's shadow, secretly hid the naughty nature, become so calm, gentle and quiet, seems to be asleep.

　　Winter morning, is spectacular. To find a corner quietly standing around a misty. The distant mountains, near the trees are shrouded in mist, a vast expanse of whiteness, and the heavenly scenery no two. The mist blowing, filar silk cool. In the sun out of the moment, the fog is the most concentrated, slowly, slowly fade away.

　　Winter morning, is beautiful. Occasionally find a not to spare the flowers, in the cold winter quietly open, the original beautiful flowers after a heavy fog of washing, it is beautiful and lovely. Looking at people comfortable, also let people love dearly. I am greedy of breathing in the morning fresh air, I really want to release a song, to express my feelings. Oh You are cold, you are quiet, you are magnificent, you are beautiful......

　　冬天的早晨，是寒冷的。寒風呼呼的吹著，吹到臉上如同刀割一樣疼，出行的人們都戴上厚厚的帽子，穿上了暖和的棉衣。

　　冬天的早晨，是安靜的。原本湍急的河流也變得異常平靜，再也無法找到你追我趕的影子，偷偷的藏起了調皮的本性，變得那麼平靜，溫柔，似乎恬靜的睡著了。

　　冬天的早晨，是壯觀的。隨意的找到一個角落靜靜地站立，到處一片迷濛。遠處的山，近處的樹都籠罩在霧裡，白茫茫一片，和天宮的景緻別無二樣。薄霧撲面而來，透著絲絲涼意。在太陽出來的一瞬間，霧是最濃的，慢慢地，慢慢地淡去了。

　　冬天的早晨，是美麗的。偶爾找到一朵不屈不饒的小花，在寒冷的冬天悄然開放，原本美麗的花兒經過大霧的洗滌，更是美麗可愛極了。看著讓人舒服，也讓人心疼。 　　我貪婪的呼吸著早晨新鮮的空氣，真想發放聲一曲，藉此表達我的心情。哦!你是寒冷的，你是安靜的，你是壯觀的，你是美麗的……