I saw snow for the first time when I was young. I woke up and my mom told me "Santa gave you a present in advance, so check it out." I was half asleep without knowing what I was talking about, so I rubbed my eyes and opened the curtains, but the whole area was covered in white snow, as if you were watching Frozen. The first time I saw it was amazing and I liked it so much that I stuck to the window like a leech and shouted. And when I saw the children having fun outside, I quickly told my parents that I would go outside, and I went outside wearing thick clothes. Like a puppy running crazing because it loves snows, I screamed and ran around with joy like Elsa and Anna. I had a snowball fight with my friends and made a snowman. Now that I think about it, the area I live in is located south of the other area, so the weather is warm, so it doesn't snow well, but it's a miracle that it snowed so much and a gift from heaven.