Every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind blows and hits me from time to time. And occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall in droves, just like dancing. There are all kinds of hexagonal snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and others are like pieces of paper. They are very beautiful. Fell to the ground, as if to the earth covered with a thick blanket; Falling on the tree is like wearing silver; It falls on the car like a freshly...