A Winter Scene
It was a cold night and the snow was shining on the ground. The buildings lights were shining while the river was frozen below. The trees were covered in ice. You can hear the cars and you can touch the fluffy snow. You also can taste cooked chestnuts and see the dark sky and the tall buildings.
By Craig, P7
The lights were on, there was nothing but candle light dying slowly as the terrain got darker and the sky changed colour into romantic pink. It was bitterly cold outside, and you can smell the ginger cake as well as cookies and roasted chestnuts. At night time you can hear owls and Christmas carols. You can see the snowmen being created by the merry, joyful children. You see the city, the slush and the angry, strong men digging out their covered, snow white cars from the brown, awful snowy grounds of the city. It was a marvellous sight, the house was next to an enormous ever green forest – half empty. It grew the best trees ever, the empty skies of the country felt as if it were magic. You could feel the snow against your freezing feet. It felt like a thousand knives digging into you. You could taste the hot cocoa going down your throat as you sit near the everlasting fire.
By Molly, P7
As the steam flew up from the chimney, the smooth, white sheet of snow was changing colour, white to black. It smelt like roasting chestnuts alongside the taste of hot chocolate with cream and marshmallows. Yummy! As the sun was setting, the wolves were howling at the full, corn moon. There were engines roaring in the slushy snow.
By Finlay B, P7
Well done everyone who got star writer, your pieces of writing were amazing and well done Eilidh for being Star Writer!!
Well done eilidh your are star writer
Well done good descriptions. 🙂
I enjoy written winter Sean’s
Well done everyone it was good
Hi Primary 7,
I’m really impressed with your winter scenes – what brilliant use of description! I’d love to read more of these descriptions – maybe a few of you could bring your jotters to me in the next few days?
Miss Anderson 🙂