我最喜爱的冬天来了英语作文

我最喜爱的冬天来了英语作文范文

　　导语冬天的太阳呢?嗨!它在这儿呢。冬天的太阳一点儿都不冷，它用暖和的阳光，温暖着小朋友的手，温暖着大地，温暖着世界。那就记录下来，编写成英语作文吧。欢迎阅读，仅供参考的，更多相关的知识，请关注CNFLA学习网的栏目!

　　赞美冬天的作文【篇一】

　　Rain, slip along the tip of the finger, the cold rain, the biting wind, toward the earth and all attacks, another year winter arrives. Splash water around a of rain on the road, if in a dream, that is icy touch the face should be more sure.

　　Winter is in our laughter and cry every dawn to come quietly.

　　In the near a few months ago, and we are wearing shorts in air conditioning room complained the sorching summer scorching, but soon now, everyone has changed into thick heavy coat and wrapped like a rice dumplings, Chinese, speaking, clouds of white spirit from her eyes, crossing a trickle of sweat now quivering, cold hand, in a few months ago and red, also from time to time with a cold water shower, but now, who had the courage rushed under cold water for a while. We think about the sun in summer home quickly blown waves of cool breeze blow, but now, we are much looking forward to wake up every day is a piece of the sun is shining, but always saw the light of the outside the ripples of a gentle and open days haven't bright?

　　In fact, winter night is beautiful, the moon always feel brighter than usual, remember when I was a child, dressed as a rabbit, jump to the mother, got into the arms of mother and pointed to the moon, cocked his head to ask: "mom, it have the goddess of the moon above, and moon?" When I am in my now how childish, but officially the naive to take me away, and then a growth way, growing the disintegration time and time again on the road, new vitality. Now of I, won't ask the story of the moon, but still curious about the moon. The sun went home, and the moon leaned out of his head, prone on the windowsill, accompanying the faint moonlight, thinking of all happy things, is also a kind of enjoyment.

　　The bird crow early in the morning, sleeping in a warm bed we wake up, day not bright, don't want to wake up in his warm bed, thought it was night, actually has to dawn, we need to set out before the sun. All of a sudden quafoo chasing after the sun's story, in fact I think his method is not quite right, the winter is not very easy to do it? Open the window, to a cool wind in my defenseless situation to me, a second glazed, wrapped in coats, quickly back stamp, very cold. Winter window moves really need a lot of courage, even though the winter wind is invisible, but it can make the person bone-chilling cold, it can let us wrapped in a coat also can feel it, the cold, but it is unique to the winter, although the cold, but it can make people remember the memory of this is to belong to winter. Summer, even if a gust of wind blowing, is hot, the sun of summer is more let a person can not stand, the sun in winter not hot, but very warm.

　　雨，顺着指尖滑落，冰凉的雨，刺骨的风，向着大地和一切侵袭而来，又是一年冬到来。雨水在路旁溅起的水花，如果说是在做梦，那这脸上冰凉的触感就应该更加确定了吧。

　　冬天已在我们欢笑和哭泣的每个黎明悄然而至。

　　在不久的几个月前，我们还在空调房里穿着凉爽的短裤抱怨着炎炎夏日的炙烤，可是不久后的现在，每个人已然换上厚厚重重的外套，把自己裹得像个粽子，密不透风，说话之间，一团团白气从眼前越过，一滴滴汗水俨然变成一阵阵哆嗦，冰凉的手啊，在几个月前还是红彤彤的，还不时用冷水冲凉，可是现在，谁有那个胆量在冷水下冲一阵子。夏天我们多想太阳快快回家吹起一阵阵凉风，飕飕的，可是现在呢，我们每天多期待醒来就是一片艳阳高照，可是睁眼却总是看见屋外荡漾的灯光，天还没亮呢?

　　其实，冬天的夜晚很美，月亮总觉得比往常亮，还记得小时候，穿成一只兔子似的，蹦到妈妈面前，钻进妈妈的怀抱，小手指着月亮，歪着小脑袋问：“妈妈，那上面有嫦娥，还有玉兔吗?”当时的我在我现在看来是多么幼稚，但是正式这种幼稚带我走了一段又一段的成长路，在成长路上蜕变了一次又一次，绽放新的生命力。现在的我，虽然不会问月亮的故事，但还是会对月亮好奇。太阳回家了，月亮探出脑袋，趴在窗台，伴着淡淡的月光，想着所有快乐的事，也是一种享受。

　　清晨的鸟啼声把还在温暖的被窝里熟睡的我们叫醒，天还没亮，在温暖的被窝里不想起床，以为是晚上，其实黎明已至，我们还要比太阳先出发。突然想起夸父追日的故事，其实我觉得他的方法不太对，冬天不是很容易办到么?打开窗，呼~一股凉风在我毫无防备的情况下向我扑面而来，一秒的呆滞，迅速裹上大衣，原地跺脚，真的很冷。冬天的开窗举动真的需要很大的勇气，这冬天的风虽然看不见，但是却能使人刺骨的凉，它能让我们裹着大衣也能感觉到它的存在，冰凉的，但是却是冬天独有的，虽然寒冷，却能使人记住这是属于冬天的记忆。夏天，即使一阵风吹过，也是热的，夏日的太阳就更让人受不了，冬天的太阳说不上热，但却很温暖。

　　赞美冬天的作文【篇二】

　　Wander in and out rings of the four seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the cycle, but each month, only the amorous winter gives me a wonderful enjoyment, infinite daydream, let me drunk, let me have a crush...

　　The winter snow

　　White, clean, like a newborn baby, flawless, soft and gently fall off from the sky in the mother's arms, looked curious then, countless snow baby to advance wave upon wave, floating ah float, they invested in the bosom of the earth aunt, giggling, laughing, let a person to walk. Ah, what a beautiful snow, what a beautiful world! Under the ornament of the snow, a grey day turned into a beautiful silver, inanimate earth was full of vitality. Well, a swirling snow, good a white world!

　　The winter rain

　　Gently, she came, like a small poem, simple and with lasting appeal, cold and make people envy her elegance. Between heaven and earth, her lovely hair hanging down, the earth, washing all the mind. She took one winter touching story to tell every creature infiltrated the earth, and the infiltration everything, destroying the old. Oh! This is the winter rain, noble, pure rain, she is the soul of the snow, and ice elves!

　　The winter wind

　　He is coming, although everyone don't like him, because everybody think he brings the cold, cold withered flowers, blew a residual leaf again and again and again. And I don't think so. Less if there is no north wind in winter is a unique, you know, there would be no delicate and charming flowers, no wind no cold, no summer that thick shade, no frost, no autumn fruit sweet. He only savor unique aspect of winter, to ponder the connotation. The winter wind ah, baptism for freshmen, brewing for the New Year!

　　Winter brings people joy during the holidays and throughout the New Year's wish. The beauty of the detachment often vulgar, unique individual character, reveal its light and pure style. Look at the snowflakes dancing in the north, close your eyes, deeply intoxicated in the world of winter...

　　辗转于四季年轮，徘徊于春夏秋冬，周而复始，岁岁月月，只有那多情的冬才能带给我美好的享受，无限的遐想，让我沉醉，让我迷恋……

　　冬日的雪

　　洁白的，干净的，像刚出生的婴儿，毫无瑕疵，轻轻柔柔从天空妈妈的怀抱中脱落，好奇的张望着，继而，无数个雪花宝宝前赴后继地赶来，它们飘啊飘，投入了大地姑姑的怀中，咯咯的笑着，让人不忍踩上去。呵，多么美的雪，多么美的世界!在雪花们的点缀下，灰蒙蒙的天变成了亮丽的银色，死气沉沉的.大地顿时充满生机。嗯，好一个纷飞白雪，好一个银装素裹的世界!

　　冬日的雨

　　轻轻地，她来了，好似一首小诗，简单而附有韵味，冰冷又使人羡慕她的典雅。天地间，垂下她动人的长发，大地上，洗涤万物心灵。她带着一个个冬日动人的故事向每一个生灵诉说，渗透了大地，浸润万物，摧毁枯朽。哦!这就是冬日的雨，高贵，纯洁的雨，她是雪的魂魄，冰的精灵!

　　冬日的风

　　他来了，尽管大家都不喜欢他，因为大家认为他带来了寒冷，冻谢了鲜花，吹落了一片又一片残叶。而我却不这样认为。如果没有北风冬天就少了份独特，要知道，没有寒风就不会有娇艳的鲜花，没有冷气就没有夏日的那片浓阴，没有霜冻就没有秋季瓜果的香甜。他独特的一面只有细心品味冬时，才能揣摩其中内涵。冬日的风呵，为新生洗礼，为新春酝酿!

　　冬日带给人们节日的欢愉，新年的希望。那超脱常俗的美，别具一格的个性，流露它那清淡与纯洁的格调。看那雪花乘着北风飞舞，闭上眼，深深陶醉在冬季的世界里……