Practice the rules of the apprentice, Chongyang composition is really good, grade three.

The color of spring is cool and green, such as blue waves and tender bamboo, full of hope; The colors of autumn are fiery red, such as sunset glow and red leaves, which symbolize the extreme of things. Spring is green, summer is red and autumn is golden, but I prefer winter to be silver.

It seldom snows in the city because there are too many people. Snow is a frequent visitor on the mountain. But even in the mountains, we can't break the rule that there is no snow on crowded roads. We are just on roads with few people and cars. When the snow is thick, the wheels must firmly grasp the snow and cannot slip. But when going uphill, although the wheels worked hard, the engine still couldn't stand it. I can't get up if I relax. Helpless, I have to help.

When I opened the car door, I saw the loose and flat snow and suddenly felt a little unbearable. As soon as I calmed down, the snow on the ground cried and my feet sank by a centimeter. If no one bothers me, I don't know how long it will take to fill it. A few more steps, the footprints will connect into a line, and the scenery is beautiful against the surrounding snow. The distance between them is long and straight under my feet. Everyone's footprints are intertwined, and careful observation really has a unique charm.

The engine continues to work. The snow on the road is still plain and the thickness is bottomless. Small trees on the roadside are hugging the snow, which is a little faster. If you are not careful, you will regard trees and flowers as slightly transparent natural ice sculptures. The shy mountain in the distance covered its face with a white scarf and could not see its skin color clearly. Walking, there are wheel tracks on the road gradually, so you won't slip if you follow. The imprint is getting deeper and deeper, and the snow under the imprint becomes white and yellow. Houses and ponds began to appear on the roadside. The snow around the pond is very thick, and there is a thin layer of ice floating on the water, which tempts me to find out. As soon as the car stopped, I was in a hurry to run there, but there might be a mystery under my feet. It might be snow-covered grass or snow-covered ice. I was deceived by the illusion carelessly and fell into the trap.

I prefer roads with fewer people and fewer cars. The snow on that road is so quiet and peaceful, so pure and clean, even if it is easy to slip. I like this winter, the silver in winter, the purity in winter and the cold in winter.