The weather is like a big family, and rainy days are one of them. Tick-tock ... there is a beautiful and melodious rain outside. Oh, it's raining in Mao Mao. Maybe it's a stunt on a rainy day. Roof, floor. Everything has become a wonderful piano, and the fluttering rain is countless dexterous and soft fingers, playing one elegant ditty after another. For four days in a row, it didn't come home on rainy days. When it was on guard, it had stopped, got out of the car and hid, but didn't go home. This is a naughty boy.
On rainy days, it becomes a beautiful picture. Countless water drops fall from the sky happily, like a child who will never come out. They fell to the ground and jumped happily, splashing blisters. No matter how heavy it rains, hardworking people still work hard as usual, opening stores, selling vegetables and going to work ... because they have responsibilities and have families behind them, their efforts and efforts are all aimed at making their families happier.
Rain moistens the land, everything and even our hearts. If it rains, please don't turn it away. Please don't complain about the wet weather. It's really annoying You can watch and listen quietly, and you will find that because of the rain, our water resources will not be less, but more. Then you will see that everything wakes up, the soil is covered with green grass, the little head stretches out as far as the eye can see, and the flowers are blooming. It's really beautiful. It makes you feel that the world is so beautiful and so fragrant.
2. How to write a composition about rain and listen?
When I was a child, I lived under a tile-roofed house. Whenever it rained, I could hear the intermittent and mournful sound of rain. When I grow up, I live in a reinforced concrete forest, and I can't hear the sound of rain. It seems that life lacks a lot of aura, something that can make people feel soft and weak, and my heart is slowly desertification.
So I miss the rain in the tile house.
Rain is weak and the lightest thing in the world. It can't knock down heavy reinforced concrete buildings. And the tile house, with raindrops on it, jingled and immediately made a pleasant sound. People who live in huts are also blessed to be close to nature in the rain. When it rains suddenly, the sound is generous and violent, like a hundred horses singing together and Malik rushing. As the rain slows down, the sound becomes weaker and seeps into your heart gently, like the breeze in your ear in warm spring. These tiles seem to be specially laid for rain. They play dutifully, and the hearts of those who listen to the rain will overflow with endless affection.
People like to sit quietly and listen to the rain when their hearts are full of nostalgia and regret. The old people have the ambition of "lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain and dreaming of the iron horse glacier"; Dying beauty has the bitterness of "raindrops brighten yellow leaves and lights illuminate my bald head"; Acacia lovers have the vision of "the phoenix tree is raining, and it will drop at dusk"; Affectionate poets have the daydream that "the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers."
Rain has become an emissary for people to decorate their feelings and place their wishes.
In my spare time, I was lucky enough to go back to the place where I used to listen to the rain. It happened to be raining lightly that day, and I heard the familiar and unfamiliar sound of rain. In the mist, there is a strange mood in the rain, and we haven't communicated for a long time. It keeps me away and shows me that it is strange to me, but I can feel the breath of its existence from the deepest part of my consciousness. There is a sense of carefree waking from a dream and a sense of vicissitudes after confusion.
Oh, what I met in the rain was the self separated from time and space, and it was telling me everything before. I hesitated. I asked myself: Who am I? Still the old me?
There is a saying: "Young people listen to singing on the rainy floor, and the red candle is faint." In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. "Different life situations make people feel different when listening to the rain. However, listening to the rain is all about listening to the dialogue of the soul, listening to the flow of true feelings and listening to the flow of years. In addition to the echo of the years, the sound of rain also brings regrets of the past and melancholy that I want to talk about again. It seems that only in the light rain of this tile house can the soul breathe and life continue.
The rain is still ringing, like my real heartbeat.
3. How to write a composition on rainy days? Tick-tock, tick-tock ... Little raindrop came, it came to play on the earth, with its beloved drum, and kept knocking the cheerful note "tick-tock, tick-tock ..."
Small raindrops come, they bring joy. It scattered raindrops on the grass that had just drilled out of the ground, and the grass greedily sucked the crystal dew. Suddenly, the grass spread its small green leaves, which felt soft and smelled a faint fragrance. "This is due to a little light rain!" "Thank you, don't praise me, I am embarrassed when you praise me!" Xiaoyudian looks very happy, obviously there are more good things to do. He knocked on the drum again to take Sister Hua. Sister Wall is wearing clothes with a little rain on her back. Her yellow face used to be in winter, but now it is as lovely as a little girl and as bright as a rainbow after rain.
Xiaoyudian came to see uncle and grandpa again. He politely said to Grandpa Tree, "Uncle, are you thirsty?" "Who are you?" "Ah, grandpa tree, I am Mao Mao rain! You don't even know me! " "Oh, it's raindrop doll! You naughty boy, how come you have time to come here today? " "It's a nice day today. Let me play. " "By the way, the last time you knocked over my aunt's bird's nest, you didn't have time to apologize. Now go and apologize to Aunt Bird! " "Ok, I'll go now." Xiaoyu knocked on Aunt Bird's door and said, "Aunt Bird, I'm sorry I knocked over your nest. Can you forgive me? " "Good boy, just know that you are wrong. Aunt doesn't blame you." Xiaoyudian left Aunt Bird's house happily.
The rain stopped and a beautiful rainbow appeared on the horizon. Where are the raindrops? He went home with his beloved tambourine. There is another one: when spring comes, a grass grows unconsciously. He saw a duckling playing tricks with a small fish and running after it. Birds are busy building nests. The rain in the sky saw the friends below playing fun games, busy with work and wanting to go down, so he said to himself, "I wish I could go down and play!" " "
Brother Feng listened and said to Yu, "Let me help you!" "Say that finish, he blew hard, the clouds were blown away, and the rain naturally came down, but the little fish was scared by him to hide in the water, the duckling ran into the grass, the bird flew into the newly built nest, and only the grass stood upright.
Rain asked the grass, "Why don't they play with me?" The grass said, "Ask them!" The fish said in a panic, "You, you scared me to death!" " The duckling said angrily, "if you come down suddenly, I will catch a cold!" " ! "The bird said sadly," You got my feathers wet, so I can't fly. "Xiaoyu said angrily," You, you are really hateful! I came all the way here, but you did this to me. I want you to suffer! "
As he said, the light rain gathered into a rainstorm, and Brother Feng felt that the light rain was too pitiful! So a five-level wind blew, the bird's nest was destroyed, the grass was blown away, and the small fish was washed away by the stream. At a critical juncture, I said to Brother Feng, "Don't hurt more people for personal grievances!" Rain felt ashamed and said to them, "I'm sorry!" " "Small fish, ducklings and birds can turn over a new leaf when they see light rain, so they say to light rain," It's ok to play, but you have to be smaller! " "Xiaoyu said happily," No problem! " So the rainstorm turned into a continuous drizzle and they began to play.
When interacting with friends, we should be careful, understand and respect each other.
4. How to write a good composition in rainy days? I think it's best to write about the scenery.
One: Listen: The sound of rain is varied.
The drizzle in spring can be compared to the gentle loving mother singing, quoting the poem of "moistening things silently" and so on.
Rainstorm in summer, like a soybean, can also be decorated with words like "Golden Goma Iron", accompanied by a muffled thunder, pouring down.
There is also a brief description of the voice. Write down the busy streets in the rain and the laughter of children with small umbrellas. As long as you observe carefully, there is much to write.
Two: Look: the scenery in rainy days is very different from that in sunny days, so we must grasp its unique characteristics.
Raindrops are like elves or something, blurring your vision. Be sure to write that vague feeling. The tall building in the distance is like a cage in the smoke, and the leaves in the vicinity are washed by the rain and shiny. And the grass in the rain, the ripples caused by the rain in the pond. There are a lot of things written in rainy days, so pay attention to observation.
How to play: Adding some personal experiences to the description of scenery can make the article more vivid.
You can walk in the rain with an umbrella, or step on a pond, or even get caught in the rain when it rains in Mao Mao. Remember to write down your feelings, write down your meaning and your understanding at a deeper level, such as nourishing everything and so on.
In short, observe carefully and think carefully. Insert the above tips into each other. In a certain order, I believe it must be a very good article. Finally, have a nice day.
5. How to write a composition about rain in the first grade of primary school?
I got up this morning, opened the curtains and saw that the sky was dark. Soybean-like raindrops fell on the ground and hit the window, making a "tick" sound, as if playing a beautiful music.
It was raining cats and dogs and dancing with the wind. Even the small trees on the roadside were bent by the wind, and the leaves on the trees fell in the same direction, so that even the birds could not hear them. The rain in the street flows down like a stream, and the river rises because of the rain. Standing on the side of the road, every car will splash when it passes.
Then, the day is getting brighter, the rain is getting smaller and the wind is getting smaller. I stood at the door of my house, looking at everything in the rain, thinking: this rain must be of great help to the crops of farmers' uncles.
Unconsciously, the rain stopped. This is really a quick spring rain. After the heavy rain, the sky became brighter and more beautiful, and the air became fresh. Many birds began to gather together and fly around in the sky again. After the heavy rain, the roof is wet, and so are the trees, grass and flowers downstairs, but they seem to like rain as much as I do. After the heavy rain, the golden sunshine came out again. The sunshine shines on everyone and warms my heart. The sun after the rain is really beautiful.
This rain is the biggest I have ever seen. This rainy scene is particularly beautiful. I like this rainy day. I like the warm sunshine and the earth after the rain.
6. How to write the composition that it is going to rain?
It will rain. It's gloomy and dark, like putting a black top hat on the mountain. In the ant nest, the ant king informed all Ant Man to move the food in the warehouse to the high mountain. The little ant in the hole said, "Mom, I want to go out to play. Please take me out to play. " Mom said that she was very busy and would take her out to play when her family moved to a higher place. The little ant asked curiously, "Mom, why are we moving?" His mother said it was going to rain soon, and their family lived in a low-lying place. Rain will flow down and flood their homes. If it rains heavily, they will drown, so they will move. The little ant listened and said, "I'll help you, too"! "Sex, sex", dozens of ants carrying big grains of rice, thick bread, fragrant and tender shredded pork, carrying all kinds of daily necessities, dragging chubby caterpillars, set off neatly to the hillside. The king behind sat on the throne and followed the team, and soon the ants ran up the hill. Keep out the wind and rain. . The little ant watched helplessly as his home was washed away by the heavy rain, and his heart burst with pain. . Thanks to my mother's diligence and wisdom! ! Students, we should learn from the wisdom and diligence of ants, so that we can live happily!
7. How to write 30 words about rainy days in grade composition In the morning, I was still stretching in bed, and there was a faint sound of "pattering" outside the window.
I think it must be raining. Sure enough, there is gentle rain outside the window, like ox hair, like a flower needle, and the drizzle is like silk, crisscrossing into a "tulle".
Raindrops float on the roof, trees and the ground, clearing away the dust and troubles accumulated in the heart for many years. Pearl raindrops rolled on the petals, as if the rain girl had given them jewels.
Raindrops "crackle" on the window, like glittering and translucent "pearls" dotted the window. On the way, people hurried home with colorful umbrellas, and the coming and going vehicles splashed all over the pedestrians.
People in rainy days are inevitably upset and feel overwhelmed by something, dull and sultry. When they opened their eyes, they were still gray, without any white, pure black, like thick ink splashed on the horizon, without any auxiliary colors. They looked down at their watches. It is 5: 20, and they are still so immersed.
8. How to write a composition about rain? I like rain.
The lingering of spring rain and the rustling of autumn rain, especially in rainy summer, are so magnificent and shocking that dark clouds roll, thunder and lightning, wind and rain come and go from time to time. This feeling is indescribable and unparalleled. Autumn rain always gives people a cool feeling, but the dark clouds filled with thunder and rain are dark, the leaves on the tree are swaying noisily, but the flowers and plants on the ground are shaking with laughter.
Suddenly it began to rain cats and dogs, and the thunder became louder and louder. It is raining harder and harder, and there is more and more water on the ground. The water on the road overflowed people's feet for a while, gathered together and flowed into the ground like a stream.
The rain stopped slowly, and when I opened the window, the sober air came face to face. Really comfortable! In an instant, a colorful rainbow appeared in the sky, which was really beautiful. Thunderstorm "rumbled-"several thunders, and black clouds roared like a group of wild horses.
Layers overflow the top of the head, getting thicker and thicker, and the pressure is getting lower and lower, as if standing on the roof can tear off a piece. The sun was so scared that I didn't know where to hide, as if someone had set the clock to night and it was dark between heaven and earth.
It is going to rain! We ran back to the classroom. Unfortunately, the power went out again, and neither table could see the teacher's face, let alone the words on the blackboard.
Scratching. Ding dong! Raindrops as big as copper coins beat rhythmically on the glass windows and iron tiles. "Hey!" Another big thunder! Tianhe seems to have burst, and the pouring rain is pouring down.
Lightning flashed and the branches swayed wildly in the wind and rain. Clouds of white fog rose from the roof, and the water under the eaves leaked down like a waterfall.
In a short time, the streets and yards became a Wang Yang, and the water wall more than one meter high splashed where the car passed, and the wind set off layers of water waves. At this moment, we seem to be sitting on a big ship sailing in the wind and rain.
The day is getting brighter, the rain is getting smaller, the drizzle is like milky fog, and the trees and grasslands are flowing with refreshing green. The clouds have opened, the sun has come out, and everything on the earth is like filtered air, with the fragrance of flowers and plants ... Thunderstorm is extremely sultry today, which makes people feel breathless. I think it will rain soon.
In a short time, the sky was overcast and seemed to collapse, and lightning swept in with the sound of thunder, as if the whole sky had been split, and the wind was unwilling to lag behind. It blew with a bang, blowing flying leaves and roots. The heavy rain began to fall, and the raindrops as big as beans kept falling like pearls with broken lines. It is raining harder and harder. The rain that fell on the ground quickly merged into a stream, giggling, singing, jumping and running forward. Raindrops are like pearls, sprinkled on the river and rippling on the calm water.
The clever fish jumped out of the water as if to suck pearls. Rain lashed buildings, trees and asphalt roads.
The rain kept pouring down, like a thousand needles, sewing the sky tightly. Heavy rain is like crying on a child's face when he speaks, and smiling when he smiles.
It stopped when it didn't rain, the air was particularly fresh, the leaves became greener, and a rainbow appeared in the blue sky in the distance, like a giant arch bridge across the sky. It is very cool when it is windy.
Teacher's comment: The author of this article observes carefully and clearly. According to the sequence of before rain, during rain and after rain, the characteristics of thunderstorm are grasped and described in detail.
Thunderstorm, thunderstorm in summer, come at once. After lunch, I sat at the window and did my homework. I feel a little cold. It's going to rain.
At the moment, the wind is blowing hard and the sky is gloomy. Then it began to rain.
It is raining harder and harder, and it is threatening. The rain brushed down like countless lines, scouring the rows of trees in front of the door.
Suddenly, the rain blew into the window with the wind and wet the exercise book. I quickly closed the window. The rain poured down.
I looked out through the glass window, and there was a huge bead curtain hanging between heaven and earth, which was gray. Rain dripped on the roof tiles, splashing, and the whole roof was shrouded in mist, and the leaves and flowers were bright green.
The rain is getting smaller and smaller, the sun is coming out of the clouds, and the earth is shining with great light. The earth is fresh. Rainbow hangs in the vast sky like an overpass.
When I opened the window, an obvious earthy smell came to my face. A flock of birds fly freely under the blue sky and rainbow. They flew higher and higher, farther and farther ... Thunderstorms and thunder came in the distance, and their voices were crisp.
Soon, it began to rain. The raindrops as big as beans began to scatter, then became bigger and denser.
Strips of rain are woven into a "rain net", covering the whole city. I ran downstairs and rushed into the rain curtain.
"Wow, what a heavy rain!" I suddenly feel closer to nature. Countless raindrops are alive and kicking: some draw vertical lines in the air, some are "bullying", and some simply jump around on the roof.
Whether it is drifting sideways or sideways, life is short and disappears instantly; Their life is eternal-it blends into the earth wholeheartedly! Looking from a distance, it was a haze. The hazy house seems to be a fairy tale city built by building blocks; The trees are foggy, too, and the green is faint.
The wind shook the branches of the tree warmly, and the tree danced happily with the wind waving its arms! I don't know when the rain stopped quietly and the dark clouds gradually dispersed. In the sky, the sun appeared, and a golden light shone in all directions ... the rain was impatient.
Cold and dense. Such personalized rain must be summer rain (summer rain)
"Pa, pa, pa," such a powerful voice, probably only Yu Xia so urgent. Suddenly the sky was overcast and it began to rain.
No one knows when it will rain in summer. Lightning and thunder, wind and rain, holding an umbrella will also feel the cold of summer rain.
People are flustered: who will give me an umbrella? Stop raining! Under the light, it rained one after another. Like a lively child, he threw himself into the warm embrace of Mother Earth.
Then, the rain became more and more urgent, and the streets were sparsely populated and there were fewer vehicles. Raindrops fall irregularly, like a bird longing for the blue sky. In the farmland, rain moistens hungry crops; In the soil, the rain is watering the dead flowers, which is really a "timely rain". If it rains earlier, branches and flowers may be broken.
Looking at the hazy rain.
9. Write a composition about rain. Rain is innocent and good.
The sigh of the sea
Tears in the sky
The smile of the field
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I don't know when I started to like rainy days.
It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, the sky is gray, like ink painting, deep and shallow, attracting countless reverie. Rain, hours are like silver needles or silver threads scattered between heaven and earth. The close-up scene is like a sarong, like a fairy's skirt, and the distant view is like a canopy separated from it, looming, like a beating spirit full of spirituality. The rain beat on the window, making a fragile music sound, just like a skilled pianist playing a string of wonderful notes on the black and white keys, which makes people enjoy it.
It's sunny when it rains! It has always been believed that rainy days mean that the sky is crying and venting the depression in the heart. At this time, I will play Beethoven's Destiny, feel the ups and downs of the melody, and then stare blankly at the sky. I think, vent, just vent. Whenever this is the tune of fate. I have a firm belief in my heart-I, I must hold the fate by the throat.
It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, that poem about rain will come to mind. "The rain in the sky is as slippery as crisp, and the grass is close at a distance. In fact, there is nothing." I think spring rain is as expensive as oil, and spring breeze moistens everything. "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond." I think I heard the beautiful rain chorus of frogs in early summer. "The tall buildings look forward to dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves." I saw that in the late autumn dusk, the leaves of airplanes like Huang Die were slightly covered by autumn rain. A beautiful picture of Qiu Jingtu spreads out between heaven and earth.
It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, I will look forward to it. What will it look like when the rain stops? Can you guess, guess whether there will be colorful rainbows? Will be eager, eager whether the leaves will be washed shiny. ...
Very good! On rainy days ...