【正文】 e really like a pair of partners with very tacit cooperation! In a word, it is: a little white in the green.　　Some bushes are green below and yellow above. Dotted with a little snow, the bushes are more beautiful. The yellow leaves are mixed with some white snow. White snow and yellow leaves set off the earth, and the blue sky shines on them. Let them bee dancers on the stage, the king between the blue sky and the earth, and the pride of snowflakes and bushes.　　When writing a position, I inadvertently looked up at the window and found another object dressed up by snowflakes. That’s the roof. The roof is made of blue tiles. The white snow dotted on the blue tiles is like dotted in the blue sky. Such a harmonious and beautiful bination is more like an ink painting. How can I not be intoxicated in such a beautiful place?　　This is winter, this beautiful and harmonious ink painting!　　Winter is like an angel. The snow on the ground is her wings, the slow snow frost is her long hair, the cold wind is her breath, and the thick fog is her robe.　　Standing on a high mountain, I saw endless snow. There is joy everywhere in the white world. Look! The pine tree was covered with a thick mink coat, and the snowflakes danced on it. Slowly, they were tired of jumping, so they lay on the earth and had a quiet rest. Suddenly, a little boy hurried over. “Ah ” accidentally knocked grandpa Pine’s mink coat off, put it on himself and became a “l(fā)iving snowman”. Not far away, there is a very lovely big snowman: he grins and has a fat belly, which looks very funny. The snowflakes came again, but somehow they slipped into the distance on skateboard shoes? Oh, brother Dongfeng gave it to them!　　The sight slowly shifted to the river. Listening to the clattering sound of running water, like a rhythmic musician, the little sparrow stood on the river, acpanied by a great musician. Eh! How can a little sparrow stand on the water? Can they hang the Dharma in the air? Oh, it’s them standing on the crystal clear ice! In the thick fog, the girl also ran out to play. She covered the river with a white quilt.　　My sight was slowly robbed by the grass in my backyard. The leaves in the grass have condensed into crystal clear icicles. Next to the icicles, there are white plum blossoms. The white plum tree was planted by my father and me in the spring of the previous year. Now it has grown into a graceful “girl”. She stands there, swaying her graceful posture with the wind.　　Unconsciously, I like winter more and more. I like its quietness, its posure, its purity and its uniqueness.　　Winter is ing, sweat is invading and snow is falling. The north wind is howling. It’s the socalled cold wind to the bone!　　Not far away, you can see several pines standing proudly in the snow. Green bamboo is still so green. It fights with wind and snow together with wax plum blossom. Their spirit is worth learning. It is really worthy of being “three friends in winter”!　　The fierce Python hibernated. The industrious little ant has already stored food in autumn and is now sleeping in the cave! The lovely little hedgehog is also sleeping in the warm winter.　　The children are wearing thick clothes. Look! They are skiing on the hillside! The children at the f