why is the impression winter?
i live in the north, to e_perience a real winter, but often did not imagine so harmonious. hey, getting cold northern winter.
snow, a silver-white and clean little village ushered night. soon, entire villages fell into very lonely night. slips, a seat release small hut icing windows revealing a round lovely yellow halo, lit a piece of starry snow village, quiet hut, the men who watched the snow outside the window, i think a lot of stories, they look to being burning stove hostess, very busy fire, flames illuminated red cheeks hostess. child in a warm blanket sleep well cooked. this quiet snowy night, people feel very warm. this is my impression that winter.
i think it is necessary to talk about why getting cold northern winter.
when on the third day, at night under heavy snow over the road junction of the thick ice, i was very careful in the smooth ice ride to school. my heart also seems that the smooth ice, not a little sense of security. behind with a ta_i, is an uncle of our village, he opened slowly. as a result, i have a corner at the intersection, or fell off their feet, mercilessly fell to solid ice. slip out of the car, the whole book is also sprinkled with, i am a little confused, bewildered. at this point, the ta_i drove to me and squeaky horn sounded. i hear the shrill sound of the horn impatiently. i immediately realized: i blocked the road.
i refused to take the pain, awkward climb up, rushed to the books scattered over the ground to push to the curb, and stand up three two lame shui, hurried to the car also fell to the ground onto the roadside. at a blare of trumpets, my action is very fast.
i let a langbei _iang in the street
the village ta_i driver uncle finally spread his fingers honk, ta_is finally called not creak. i fear only gradually faded look. uncle drove, staring ahead blankly from me to drive through. once again, i feel at a loss.
i looked at the ta_i drove away, as if faintly heard the hissing sound of the car. i opened my mouth, i feel nothing to say but closed it again, over the body suddenly felt cold, and thought, growing cold northern winter.
hey, getting cold northern winter ......
in this cold morning, i once again remembered that my impression of the e_clusive winter cute yellow halo that ice on the windows, the host of the story, the hostess of the cheek, sleeping child ...... i would rather reject these pure snow, do not want more and more cold northern winter.
为什么是印象冬天呢？
我生活在北方，能经历真正的冬天，但往往没有想象中的那么和谐。哎，北方冬天越来越冷了。
大雪纷飞，一个银白色的干净的的小村子迎来了黑夜。不一会儿，整片村庄都陷入到令人孤独的夜色里。倏地，一座座小茅屋的结冰窗户上映透出一团团可爱的黄晕，村庄的雪地上点起一片繁星，静谧的茅屋的男主人看着窗外的雪，想起了很多故事，便看向正在烧炉子的女主人，炉火很旺，火苗照红了女主人的脸颊。孩子在温暖的被窝里睡得好熟。这雪夜静悄悄的，让人觉得很暖和。这便是我印象中的那个冬天了。
我想有必要说说为什么北方的冬天越来越冷了。
上初三时，夜里下过大雪，路面结了厚厚的冰，我很小心的在光滑的冰面上骑车上学。我的心似乎也在这光滑的冰面上，没一点安全感。身后跟了辆出租车，是我们村一位叔叔的，他开的很慢。结果，我在路口一拐弯，还是摔了个人仰马翻，狠狠地摔在了结实的冰面上。车子滑出去了，书本也全撒了，我有些不知所措，一脸茫然。就在这时，出租车开到了我跟前，喇叭吱吱的响起来。我听出了刺耳喇叭声中的不耐烦。我马上意识到：我挡路了。
我顾不得疼痛，狼狈的爬起来，赶忙把散落了一地的书本推到路边，又三瘸两拐的站起来，急忙把倒在地上的车子也拖到路边。在刺耳的喇叭声里，我的动作十分快。
我一副狼狈相地让在路边
村里开出租车的叔叔终于撒了他按喇叭的手指，出租车终于不吱吱的叫了。我惶恐的神情才渐渐消褪。叔叔开着车，注视着前方，面无表情的从我身边开车走过。我又一次觉得茫然。
我看着出租车开远，仿佛隐隐听见了车里的嗤笑声。我张了张嘴，觉得无话可说又闭上了，突然觉得遍体冰冷，心里想，北方的冬天越来越冷了。
哎，北方的冬天越来越冷了……
在这寒冷的清晨，我又一次想起了那个我的专属的印象冬天、那结冰窗户上的可爱的黄晕、男主人的故事、女主人的脸颊、熟睡的孩子……我宁愿拒绝这些纯净的雪花，也不愿北方的冬天越来越冷。