My Favourite Season
There are four seasons a year, and my favorite is winter. When winter comes, it is often accompanied by beautiful snow. When I came to the field, wheat and corn were covered with white quilts by Grandpa Winter, and he was smiling happily! Grandpa Winter looked at the willow girl and covered her with silver; Grandpa Winter touched the ground and gave He put on new makeup; Grandpa Winter kissed the hut and covered him with a white suit ... came to the orchard, white and blank, what happened? Oh, it was from Grandpa Winter The saplings' rugs, the saplings are under the warm rugs, and sleep comfortably! Grandpa Winter smiled at us and went elsewhere. Ah! Winter, you are so beautiful!