【篇一】关于冬天的四年级英语作文
I like winter, because the winter can snowball fights with your friends, make a snowman.
Winter is cold, but the snow is very beautiful. Snow, snow, the earth mother covered with a thick layer of the quilt, houses and trees are put on the silver dress. Flying snow, the snow baby naughty, the soft, white snow, like catkin, like it, like a goose feather swirl of falling down. A little later, the earth mothers arms have many snow doll.
Winter, I and many children make a snowman, make snowballs into a ball, and then rolling into a big snowball. Then do a small snowball on snowball, snowman is forming. Then, take two longan nuclear when the eyes, with a carrot as the nose, with branches draw a mouth, with stones do buttons, do the snowmans hat with a steel drum, broom do the snowmans arm, give her a red scarf, the snowman is ready.
Play snowball fights better, make snowballs into a snowball, and then you throw me, I throw you, snow fall, ice ice cool, everybody happy.
I like winter, winter really is very beautiful, what do you think?
【篇二】关于冬天的四年级英语作文
My hometown is in Guangzhou, the winter here seems to whisper quietly told us in several winter comes.
In the morning as usual as like as two peas to wear cotton padded jacket, suddenly, I have to come in the winter of foreboding, but outside as usual, the day dawn, but feel the breeze blowing, carefully rated only feel the biting cold, want to get injured a dozen popsicles, I shuddered, although no North Sichuan as a large jacket, wearing thick gloves, the neck like a turtle, but here is not what changes, but also have here here, for example, winter flowers are still zhengfangdouyan, see special species of pine and cypress, but in the winter or spring history repeats itself, even the grass were also in the cool wind waving to us! And the lake is in the cold wind "on the wrinkles.
Guangzhous winter is not cold, the heat of the day is 20 degrees. The flowers will be frozen to death. So, when the winter in Guangzhou is not like the north as a riot of colour everywhere, lifeless. As we all know, winter is the highlight of the Spring Festival. The Spring Festival, every household in Guangzhous own house on a pot of orange trees, hung on a "red envelope"; on the thirty door with antithetical couplet; family reunion dinner to eat. Customs. In these festivals and vibrant flowers accompanied by the winter girl is no longer the beautiful but lonely winter girl, but a beautiful and happy girl in winter.
【篇三】关于冬天的四年级英语作文
There are four seasons in a year, spring, summer, autumn, winter. They are all so different, are very likable guy, but I only like white in winter.
Dancing after the autumn winter white wings to fly, it does not have the charactizing a fine spring, nor summer enthusiasm is bold and unrestrained, more no harvest the fruits of autumn, winter, it hang, also has brought people of laughter.
You see the air, the dance, the silver elves, where lithe and graceful, graceful walk, it is the spirit of winter snow. Glittering and translucent get rid of is appeared, angular, kaleidoscope.
Myriad elves fluttering spread down the earth, make the earth look brand-new, good pack turn white. Some like green, the elves fell on the branch; Some like brown, landed on the roof tiles; Others fell on my head, clothes, and I catch up the tag, to show her magic magic, become crystal clear water droplets; Others fell on the wheat seeding the babys body, as if for a thick quilt over the difference, the difference baby HanHanDe, sweet, beautiful fell asleep... Others fell on the campus, campus immediately from the laughter, it is the students make a snowman snowball fights in the playground! Others fell on the warm homes, house the old man of the smile looking at air landing elf, eyes drifting far away; Others fell on the kindergarten, the children peaceful watching...
Winter brings the earth beautiful, brought crops harvest, brought happiness to us.
This is my favorite white winter!
【篇四】关于冬天的四年级英语作文
My home is in Guangdong, there is no frozen earth, miles and snow, but not have a view.
Guangdongs winter winter in the north of the twelfth lunar month missed, winter in Guangdong as the north spring, hot summer is the loss of the sinister passion and dedication. The shirt pants are not uncommon high streets and back lanes, thin ice, snow, and the north is large snowflakes, people can always dream of patent, guangdong.
Guangdongs winter winter scenery around, northern winter land lost Spring Blue Snow gleams white. trees. Winter in Guangdong is not so, the trees still Spring returns to the good earth. earth is still green everywhere. Look, the elegant chrysanthemum is still full of vigour; the green willow, still stretch a light arm; the tall stalwart of the old banyan tree, still quietly squatted on a grassy meadow
The winter in Guangdong is full of spring. The winter sky is so blue, so deep; the earths winter or so, so beautiful: a piece of clouds like white radish; branches such as dry, dry as iron, Tiantan cypress; Maple of indomitable spirit.
Guangdong, your winter is warm, happy and beautiful. How I say to the people of the world: Guangdong will never have winter, and the winter of Guangdong is the most beautiful!
【篇五】关于冬天的四年级英语作文
Winter gives us the opportunity to stay inside and look outside, as we re not called outdoors to enjoy the warmth and sunshine. Snuggle up in the sofa, put a blanket over you, have a cup of hot cocoa, and enjoy the observations on this precious season...
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: It is the time for home.
During the winter I am content, or try to think I am. There is a wonderful joy in leaving behind the noisy city streets and starting out along the white road that leads across the hills. With each breath of the sharp, reviving air one seems to inhale new life. A peace as evident as the sunshine on the fields lakes possession of one s inner being. The trivial cares are driven away by the first sweep of wind that comes straight from the mountains. The intense silence that broods over the snow-bound land is a conscious blessing from the nature.
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter: Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.
