When I opened my eyes in the morning, I suddenly heard the sound of "snapping, snapping". Rub your sleepy eyes and get up and get out of bed. Open the curtains, and the genius has just revealed a faint white light. "Bang bang", is it raining? I didn't look closely and turned out of the bedroom. It was almost dawn at breakfast. I looked at the window for a while. It's raining so hard that I can't see anything. I didn't know it was raining until I watched the rain dripping on the ripples in the puddle on the ground. Pack your things, it's time to go to school. I sat in the car and watched the rain float on the glass like smoke. After a long time, fog formed and disappeared as soon as it was scraped by the wiper. After a while, he appeared in the front window again, like a naughty boy.
2. Cao Jiaze
In the morning, a "tick-tock" sound came to my ears. I opened my eyes and ran to the window. It is raining, and the drizzle moistens everything in the world like cow hair. Seeing this scene, I can't help but lose my mind. Return to absolute being, glanced at the clock, it's time to get up. After washing, I got into my mother's car with breakfast and stared out of the window while eating breakfast. There is a car outside the window. What a heavy traffic. It's not far from the school, and it's too late to block it. I said to my mother in a hurry, "Mom, I'll get off and go myself. It's too late to stop." With that, he got off the bus and ran away without an umbrella. My mother shouted at my back, "Slow down and be safe." When I hurried to the classroom, I was not late.
3. Cao Yuyan
In the early morning, gray clouds filled the whole sky, and then, the light rain gently slapped the window, "Didi Dada", so anxious, as if playing something happily. Vaguely, I heard the familiar voice again. I went to the kitchen and quietly pushed open the door. I saw a busy figure cooking breakfast in it. My mother smiled faintly and said softly, "Get up." I nodded. Immediately, I picked up chopsticks and ate slowly, feeling a warm current coming to my heart. At school, my mother always reminded me to listen carefully and be careful ... sometimes I am really tired, but I know that my mother will not talk when she is old. The rain drops on the raincoat, leaving heavy footprints, gently brushing the car mirror, and like a meteor, only stop for a minute, fleeting, but you won't, still clear.
4. Ji Jiayi
The rain "snapped", and the rain dripped on the air conditioner, as if playing a song, with a clear and bright voice. "Get up", a cry broke the silence. I opened my sleepy eyes and reluctantly climbed out of bed. A chill came out. The weather is really cold. I stood at the window and enjoyed the rain while brushing my teeth. The rain poured down like silk, the ground was wet, the sky was gloomy, and the ground was covered with a black veil. The light shone on the ground, and there was still a glimmer of light. After breakfast, I ran downstairs. Wow, it's raining too hard. Like a waterfall, my mother and I walked in the rain under an umbrella. I have no time to appreciate it. I came to school by car and opened the door for a while. It's raining outside and the car is full of expectations. Splash all the way, follow the footsteps of the morning and warm up with your mother: remember to drink more water. Start a beautiful day!
5.？ Yang
It rained all night, and when the last drop of rain fell on the window, dawn came. Pushing open the window, a fresh air will come to my face, which will care for people's turbid hearts, like being filtered by water, mixed with soil and flowers. Walking out of the house is another scene. Some people who do morning exercises come out of the street, and the asphalt road shines after being washed by rain. People are running in thin sweatshirts. Take another breath of air. Wet and sweet, as if in a fairyland. Misty, like fog, wet my clothes. When I got to school, I saw the grass on the roadside swinging up and down in the breeze. I went over and took a closer look. There are still a few drops of dew hanging on it, drop by drop, crystal clear.
6. Ni Jiabao
The rain stopped, mixed with the cold autumn wind. He stood shivering in the cold wind and picked up the garbage with iron tongs. Wearing a fluorescent sanitary suit, his sallow face showed fatigue. Watch carefully, his teeth are shaking all the time. He finally put down the iron pliers and slowly pulled out the heavy branch broom from the cart. Trembling, he began to sweep again, and there was no trace of pain on his red face. I sighed heavily and passed him quickly. I walked on with great emotion. I went to the market, bought a steamed stuffed bun with frozen red hands, and looked back. I glanced at the trembling old man. There were not many leaves left on the ground, so he put away the heavy branch broom and replaced it with a small palm broom. I began to slowly clean up the small broken leaves along the road. I held the broom tightly in my elbow and swept it forward evenly with a bang. I looked at him, and he looked at me, opening his mouth at me and continuing to sweep. Powerful and symmetrical.
7. Shi Suna
Open your eyes when you are confused. It's raining in Mao Mao outside. When I opened the window, a chill swept away the remaining drowsiness. The rain is so thin that people can hardly feel it. Maybe it's too light. It fell to the ground and then got up again. Between heaven and earth, it is like a fog. Things in the distance seem to be covered with gauze. If it is looming, it will be hidden behind the gauze in the blink of an eye. After breakfast, I walked on the road and found that the rain and fog had dispersed a lot, but I still couldn't get past the poor warmth of that winter morning.
8. thanks
I got up very early this morning and heard the sound of falling outside the window, as if someone was whispering outside. As soon as I opened the window, a light rain brushed my cheeks. Oh, it is raining outside. Raindrops are so small that they fall gently on the ground for fear of waking the sleeping people. I am very happy to go out of the house, run in the rain and breathe fresh air.
9. Wu Yixian
Beads of rain the size of beans fell from the sky and rushed into the arms of Mother Earth. There were bursts of rain on the horizon in the distance, patting the eaves. The window is like a rain curtain, and I can vaguely see the outside world. This is a dark sky, swallowed up by the storm. I opened my sleepy eyes, got out of bed, washed my face and gargled, and tasted a cup of hot milk. Looking at the window washed by rain, I saw the figure of hard work in the rain. They are river cleaners. Wearing raincoats and holding paddles, they kept picking up cans, plastic bags and other wastes in the river, forming a beautiful landscape. Like fireflies, they lit up the river with weak light in the rainy morning and lit up the beauty of the whole city. Seeing that I was going to school, I propped up my umbrella, put on my schoolbag and waded through a ditch.
10. Xing Zhenyu
Outside the window, the rain is still falling. The style of the night is cold outside, the umbrella seems to be blown over, and the rain hits people's faces, which has a stinging pain. The cold wind cut through the air, and it was boring. The continuous drizzle is a scene of "oblique wind and drizzle" under the illumination of street lamps. When I got home, there was a low whistle of cold wind outside the window. Then it began to rain again. There is a tick in my ears. Like the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, and like the sound of raindrops falling on the leaves. Several voices are intertwined, as if nature is a symphony dedicated to this night.
1 1. Zhang Lei
In the morning, it was foggy and raining outside the window. After breakfast, I feel the air is fresh when I go out. I gulped in fresh air, as if to exhale the polluted air deposited in my lungs overnight. When I was riding a bicycle, it was still raining outside, like a cage of smoke shining around me, like a layer of water droplets patting my face. My pores seem to be open, and I am nourished by raindrops. I rode to school in one breath, and my clothes were not wet.
12. Yan panda opens
Early in the morning, when I opened my eyes, it was still dark and the street lamps were dim. There was silence. I got up and washed. After breakfast, I went out with my schoolbag on my back. It's foggy and raining outside, and the rain is overwhelming, which makes people feel a chill. On the way to school, most of the roads are vehicles to send my children to school, and occasionally there are a few pedestrians who look like morning exercises. There is no noise in the city in the morning, as if all the people are still asleep, and the roads full of water are flashing with lights. When I arrived at the school gate, the wind blew and suddenly I woke up. I hurried into the classroom. It wasn't that cold. After finishing my schoolbag, the teacher came in. I took out my book and began to read aloud. A new day has begun!
13. Sun Yitong
Open my sleepy eyes and listen to the falling rain. Oh, my God, it's gray. The rain is like a thousand strands of silver, and it is like an elf covered with gauze. Hand in hand, they formed a crystal rain curtain between heaven and earth. When I got on the bus, there was fog on the glass, and I saw a bright color, like a colorful halo-oh! It turned out to be that colorful umbrella, and Miss Yu landed on it playfully and danced a beautiful waltz. Entered the classroom, picked up the book and began to read early. In the sound of Lang Lang's book, Miss Sang Yu sang cheerful songs again, and a new day began. ...
14. Wu Guyi
"Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain all night" and woke up in the morning. Before I opened my eyes, I heard the sound of rain of different sizes coming from my ears, banging on my eardrum, like my mother urging me to get up every morning. Tidy up in the rain and look out of the window. There are curtains made of rain outside. Some raindrops fell on the window in a hurry and slipped down before kissing the glass, becoming a water trail. Because of the rain, the scenery outside looks gray and people become dull. At this time, the mother's urging voice beat on the eardrum like raindrops. Cheer up, go to school by car, rain drops on the window, full of glass, quickly driven away by the wiper, and then new rain drops log in, and so on. When I got off the bus, the rain became smaller, like a feather, without an umbrella. A little Mao Mao rain brushed my face, as if to say hello to me, and a beautiful day began again!
15. Wang Rui
It rained for two days and nights, and I thought it would continue on the third day. Get up early in the morning, get dressed, yawn and stretch, and then start a busy day.
After dinner, I opened the window and ran into a breeze. Reaching out my hand, I was surprised to find that the rain had stopped. After a rest, I put on my shoes, tied my shoelaces, walked down the corridor, rode my bike which I thought was cool, and ran to school.
There are some potholes everywhere on the road, and the potholes are full of water. After a round, there were a few splashes. The road is muddy and smells of rain everywhere.
The sky is blue as if it had been washed by rain. The rising sun is not too dazzling, but it gives people a warm feeling. Towering buildings and low bungalows seem to be coated with a new layer of paint. Delicate flowers are fragrant after the rain, and they are dancing beautifully and happily. The grass is greener after the rain. Everything is saying goodbye to me: the rain has stopped.
16. Dou Jiali
"Ah ~" stretched himself and rubbed his sleepy eyes. Another beautiful day. I got up and looked at the rain outside the window. The dripping rain passed through the glass window and danced a beautiful waltz on the eaves, like a flower fairy playing hide-and-seek among the treetops. After breakfast, I drove in the direction of school. I don't know why there is a smile on my face, or I am looking forward to this day, or I am very happy to see my classmates soon, or … I see cars passing by on the road. This noise is a unique landscape of this city. This is the noise of the morning in the rain …
17. Zhu Hangjing
In the morning, the sky is gloomy and depressing. A cool breeze blew and the leaves rustled outside the window. Open the curtains and see, ah, it's raining. Rain drops on the balcony, playing melodious music. It is drizzling everywhere, and some pedestrians on the road are holding various umbrellas, which looks like colorful flowers dancing from a distance. Walking in the street, the rain gradually increased, and the rain dripped on my face, which was cool and made people feel a little cold.
18. Li Guxiang
When I woke up, it was still raining for many days. God? It was dark, so I turned on the light, but my eyes were not very open. After a while, I began to dress and wash. Dad smiled and said, "dinner!" " "It's soybean milk and a lot of steamed bread. My brother is half asleep and half awake, and his fluffy hair is very interesting. Eating steamed stuffed buns and drinking soybean milk makes me feel warm all over in an instant. Sitting in the car, squinting, beautiful music floating freely.
19. Yang Ruijia
Early in the morning, it was raining in Mao Mao outside, like gauze. I got up in a hurry and walked to school with an umbrella in my hand. The air is mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants, giving people a comfortable feeling. There are strings of pearl-like rain beads on the petals of several wild flowers on the roadside, which are particularly delicate and charming in this storm. I put down my umbrella and saw my classmates studying hard. The classroom was full of reading, so I quickly took out my books and joined them.
20.ren Tianyu
In the morning, a thunder woke me up from my sleep, got up and looked out of the window dimly. It's raining, and birds are chirping in the trees, as if they were afraid. Yes, it's raining, with the wind, like a wild animal, growling and rushing to every corner, madly hitting the window. It seems that the window is very strong, only "clang", this animal is a little.
2 1. sheets
When I wake up in the morning, the first sound I hear is rain. Rain also has its quiet side. My favorite is the drizzle, because it is gentle and quiet.
In the morning, drizzle covers the earth. Looking out of the window, at first glance, I thought it was morning mist. A closer look reveals that it is gentle rain, silently moistening everything and people's hearts.
On the way to school, it was still raining. My father's wiper mercilessly knocked the gentle rain on the ground, splashing and the rain seemed to be crying.
22. Zhang Jian
Open your sleepy eyes and look at the horizon. The thin fog permeates the sky like gauze, and the drizzle falls silently on the mainland, like cow hair, like a needle, like a thin thread, quiet and silent, giving people a refreshing feeling. On the railing, on the glass, raindrops stopped to stare ... The whole city became quiet ... Dressed up, on the way to school, grandparents were faintly shuttling between the main road and the supermarkets on both sides, shining with thin light, which seemed warm and a little helpless. A little bit of rain, like crying, just blows gently and slaps the yellow leaves on the roadside. It falls leisurely with the sound of rain, just like a Huang Die dancing ... When school is over, I walk in the lingering rain, and the rain lightly passes over my shoulders and cheeks as if nothing had happened. In the rain, I stepped on a beautiful poem, and floating in the air was a gentle piece of silk and bamboo ... When the rainy season came, many colors of life were drenched into faded scenery by rain, and all the beauty was rendered into the most brilliant composition. The morning after I woke up, I reluctantly plunged into another struggle. ...
23. Shi Yi
When I woke up, it was early in the morning. It just rained at night, and it seems that you can still hear the sound of "Didi Ta". The whole room was shrouded in silent darkness. There is a damp smell in the air, which makes people feel bad. Groping up to wash and eat. Turn on the light in the living room, only to find that it is not on yet, only a few households have lights on, which is very uncoordinated with the high-rise buildings in the community. Walking on the road in the residential area, looking up at the sky, the clouds are all over the sky and airtight, giving people a sense of oppression. By the time we got to school, it was completely bright. Through the window, the sky outside the window is blue, which is a slightly drunk color and intoxicating.
24. Qian Runyang
It rained ... I woke up in the dark. With drowsiness, I began an ideological struggle: can I get up or not? ? Walking slowly into the canteen, the bad food and wet body left only boredom. After dinner, I stepped into the classroom and began to read in the morning: the first classical Chinese, feeling the poetry between the lines; In the first poem, I realized the profoundness of ancient culture ... It was still raining, but my heart was much relaxed ... I was caught off guard and my classmates were caught red-handed. The noisy classroom is a little quieter, and a feeling of peace comes to mind. Ah! Be quiet! The water drops on the window seem to enjoy this moment and are reluctant to flow away. ......
25 Chen Junyan
Early in the morning, I opened my sleepy eyes and vaguely heard the rain dripping outside the window. After breakfast, I hurried to school. The smoke over the tall building is misty, and sometimes several red lights flicker in the smoke. In the farmland by the roadside, green vegetables are dripping in a cloud, full of vitality, as if they were in a fairyland. In school, the water on the road reflects the gray-yellow sky, which is bright and bright. The glass of the classroom is covered with water drops, and the umbrella by the window blooms like a flower.
26. Zhu Hangjing
It's raining. It's not too heavy. It's like a fog, and a small voice comes quietly. I just woke up from my sleep and vaguely heard the sound of falling rain. It landed on the railing in front of the window and made a regular "ding dong" sound. Open the curtains, and several busy people pass by from time to time on the road. Rain drops on their umbrellas and then slowly slides down. Everything is so quiet and beautiful. Walking on the street with an umbrella, beads of rain dripped from the umbrella, and the air was mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus. The wind blew head-on, and the leaves fell in succession. The ground was wet by the rain and spotless.