文章摘要：Looking forward, looking forward, in the 2011-11-29 in the afternoon, I hope that the first snow of 2011 finally came。I stood in the snow on the playground in succession, raise head, and let the snow falling on yourself, fine fine ground the feeling of snow touch, taste the taste of snow in silence。

Looking forward, looking forward, in the 2011-11-29 in the afternoon, I hope that the first snow of 2011 finally came. I stood in the snow on the playground in succession, raise head, and let the snow falling on yourself, fine fine ground the feeling of snow touch, taste the taste of snow in silence.

Snow, as light as smoke, as white as the silver, waving to shake, swirl, spraying down from the sky. Every one is like a snow in dance, naughty ground into the classmates clothes, the car; Touch the people brow, hair, is very interesting.

I hand, a piece of the snowflakes fell on my palm, the snow like professional sculptor characterizations, then fine, delicate, but, it is not I look at the, the instant it melts, and turned into a drop or two small drops, lay quiet in my hand.

When I looked up, my mouth crashes into a snowflakes, immediately, a stream of water in the entrance of the cool and refreshing, ah! I taste the taste of snow, although not sweet also not salty but so cool and refreshing and delicious.

Before you know it, the bell woke up is stunned, I shook the shoulders in a thick layer of snow to walked into the classroom.

Before the class is over, I can't help but the temptation of curiosity, twist to see out the window. I was up, originally that have the light snow, do not know when have become as snow flakes. Countless snowflakes in the fire, singing. Who is it? Who is waving wings fell from the feathers? And who in outfit dropped when the nap?

Always I think, over time, I can't wait to rushed out of the classroom door, emerge in the scene before surprised me

The only time a lesson, snow covered the whole campus, white snow, the campus into a white world, like the pear trees bloom, and hide in the White House the quilt underground... The snowflakes our campus is decorated is beautiful. The classmates? The face hangs bright smile, can have snow battle, with little snowball rolling, very not happy!

And I, I just stand in the beautiful the artistic conception of watched, once again, feeling in 2011 of the first snow temperature, once again, the cool and refreshing taste delicious snowflakes.