The snow is falling more heavily, more and more, more and more beautiful. The big ones, the small ones, are fluttering. Some like fairies flying in the air; Some are like meteors that flash by; Some like white elves perform magic again.
The Snow Fairy came, she walked softly across the fields; She scattered white snowflakes and floated through the forest; She danced lightly and embraced winter.
The snow drifted down from the fascinating sky. The magnificent hexagonal petals, as light as smoke, as moist as jade, and as white as cloud, fell quietly on the earth and covered it with a quilt.
Snow is flying in the air like a white butterfly flapping its wings. Snow fell on the roof, as if to put a scarf on the roof; Snowflakes fall on the tree, which seems to be full of silver flowers; Snowflakes fall on the earth, as if to cover the earth with a thick quilt; Snowflakes fall on my head, just like a few clips for me.
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