21世纪英语演讲开场白

Snow

Have you ever seen where the first snowflake fall? Is it on the country road, on the branch of an old oak tree, on the wheat fields in the plain, or between the peaks of the mountain range?

See the snowflakes leaping, dancing like flowers in the whirling wind. The flowers have six times they are like stars. Sometimes they are only white dots, and they keep on falling gently in silence.

Without your knowing it, the fields, houses, trees and the whole earth are enveloped in a thin coat of snow. I love snow, because it is saintly pure.

Winter differs from the other seasons in that it is not as warm as spring, neither as hot as summer, nor as sad as autumn. The snowflake has her own grace and inspiration. It seems tender, yet it is amazingly attractive.