冬,虽是苍白的,但也是快乐的,充满生命力的。冬天,你会看到屋檐上的冰凌在闪耀。记得小时候,每到一个大雪纷飞的季节,屋檐上会挂着大大小小的冰柱。我会好奇地问妈妈:“这是什么呀?”妈妈说:“这是冬天才有的冰凌。”我细细地端详着:这些冰凌长短不一,粗细分明,在冬日暖阳的照耀下,反射出了闪闪金光。有时,我会偷偷地拿出半瓶水,浇在窗外的小架子上,可无论怎么捣鼓,我都做不出一个冰凌,没过多久,我便放弃 Although winter is pale, it is also happy and full of vitality. In winter, you will see the ice on the eaves shine. I remember a child, every time a heavy snow season, hanging on the eaves of large and small icicles. I will be curious to ask her mother: “This is what?” “Mom said: ” This is the ice cream in winter. "I looked carefully: these ice varies in length, thickness, warm in winter The sun shone, reflecting the sparkling gold. Sometimes, I will secretly come up with a half-bottle of water and pour it on a small shelf outside the window. No matter how much I cricket, I can not make an ice-cream. Before long, I give up