除夕之夜,呼啸的北风带来一场大雪,这天赐的瑞雪兆示着来年的丰收。瞧,一颗颗小小的雪粒,像撒下的白砂糖一样,在空中飘舞着,并不着急落地,好像舍不得离开天空似的。它们悄悄跳入行人的衣领里,无声无息地消失了。接着,一片片的小雪花像烟一样轻,玉一样洁, New Year's Eve night, the roaring north wind brings a heavy snow, this heaven-sent Ruixue Zhao shows the harvest of the coming year. Look, tiny snow grains, like salsa, are floating in the air and do not fall asleep, as if reluctant to leave the sky. They quietly jumped into the pedestrian's collar and silently disappeared. Then, a piece of small snowflakes like smoke as light, jade as clean,