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约翰尼·里德在6岁时才看到第一场暴风雪。在这之前，他住在一个温暖的小村庄里，太阳照着桔林，田野里也一直散发着迷人的花香。
到他这个年龄时，他得去看望他的祖母了。祖母住在一个冬天会下雪的地方。每当下雪的时候，约翰尼就会站在窗前看雪。
“噢！妈妈。”他高兴地喊着，“快来呀，快来看这些从天堂飞下来的小鸟。”
“它们不是小鸟，约翰尼。”妈妈笑着说。
“那么，是小天使们正在散落他们的羽毛吗！哦！快告诉我，它们是什么！那是糖吗？让我来尝尝吧。”约翰尼说。但是当他尝到那雪时，他不由得打了个寒栗，它实在是太凉了。
“那就是雪，约翰尼。”妈妈告诉他。
“约翰尼，这些雪花是从云彩上掉下来的小水滴。但是它们在经过非常寒冷的空气时，冷空气使它们凝结了，把它们变成雪花降落了下来。”
说着说着，妈妈从一个橱柜里取出了一顶黑帽子。“看，约翰尼！我已经捉到了一片雪花在这顶帽子上，快用放大镜看看它。你会发现它非常漂亮。”
约翰尼透过放大镜看着，发现那颗躺着的羽毛般洁白的雪花，就像一颗可爱的小星星。
“闪闪发光的小星星！”他高兴地嚷道，“噢！我要更多的雪花，妈妈。”
于是，妈妈又接了几片雪花给他，它们都显得那样美丽。
第二天，约翰尼在雪地里尽情地玩耍着。当他回到屋中，他竟情不自禁地说：“我爱雪，我认为雪球比橘子可爱多了。”
Johnny Reed was a little boy who never had seen a snowstorm till he was six years old.
Before this, he had lived in a warm country, where the sun shines down on beautiful orange groves, and fields always sweet with flowers.
But now he had come to visit his grandmother, who lived where the snow falls in winter.Johnny was standing at the window when the snow came down.
“ O mamma.”he cried, joyfully, “do come quick, and see these little white birds flying down from heaven.”
“ They are not birds, Johnny.”said mamma, smiling.
“ Then maybe the little angels are losing their feathers! Oh! do tell me what it is; is it sugar?Let me taste it.”said
Johnny.But when he tasted it, he gave a littlejump — it was so cold.
“ That is only snow, Johnny.”said his mother.
“ What is snow, mother?”
“ The snowflakes, Johnny, are little drops of water that fall from the clouds.But the air through which they pass is so cold it freezes them, and they come down turned into snow.”
As she said this, she brought out an old black hat from the closet. “ See, Johnny! I have caught a snowflake on this hat.Look quick through this glass, and you will see how beautiful it is.”
Johnny looked through the glass.There lay the pure, feathery snowflake like a lovely little star.
“ Twinkle, twinkle, little star.”he cried in delight. “ Oh! please show me more snow-flakes, mother.”
So his mother caught several more, and they were all beautiful.
The next dayJohnny had a fine play in the snow, and when he carne in, he said, “I love snow; and I think snowballs are a great deal prettier than oranges.”
