C20 Don't do that

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"The wind is whipping through the trees, creaking and groaning like an old rocking chair”. Tell us how “the snow sparkles with ice crystals, hardened so that the newly fallen snow bounces on the top every time a breeze stirs the air”. Tell us how “the snow blazes in the sun, seeming to radiate a heat that tempts one to step outside yet saps the warmth the moment you do”