小时候.每当冬雪降临,我便不顾母亲的劝阻,奔向大雪中,把一片片莹白的雪花接到手掌中,让它融化了.变成我心灵中透明的微笑.那纷纷扬扬的小天使.常常顽皮地钻到我的衣领里、脖子上凉丝丝的.弄得我咯咯地笑起来.等到长大了,我依然爱北方的雪.我觉得风雪就像人生的一曲浩歌.它使天空显得博大飘动、混沌深邃.使人奋发和搏击.倘若在阳光下,雪的原野会给你一种壮丽辉煌的感受.使你感到世界充满了光明,北方的冬雪之夜,我常常依偎在妈妈身旁,听她讲白雪老人的故事,妈妈把纯洁而慈祥的母爱融进 Whenever winter snow fell, I disregard my mother’s discouragement, ran into the snow, a piece of white snow received the palm of your hand, let it melt .Think into my heart, a transparent smile Angels, often playful in my collar, my neck was cool and made me giggle and wait until I grew up, I still love the snow in the north, and I think the snow is like a song of life .It makes the sky appear broad and flowing, chaotic deep.Successful and fighting.If in the sun, the snow of the field will give you a magnificent feeling of glory.To make you feel the world full of light, the winter snow night in the north, I often snuggle up beside my mother and listen to her tell the story of the old man in snow. My mom melts the pure and kind motherhood