In study, work, and life, everyone has come into contact with composition. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. I believe that writing essays is a headache for many people. The following is the essay I compiled by Xia Yu. You are welcome to read it. I hope you all like it. Xia Yu's Composition 1
Looking at the distance, the layers of clouds on the horizon began to slowly bulge upwards, forming a tall cloud mountain. I couldn't help but think of a proverb - there are layers of dark clouds, and heavy rains are coming. urgent.
At this time, the cloud base has gradually turned black, and the cloud peaks have gradually become blurred. After a while, the entire mountain collapsed, forming dark clouds in the sky. The sky also became darker. Heavy rain is coming.
Following this, waves of wild winds, groups of dark clouds, and waves of rumbling thunder came with the beating of gongs and drums.
The entire sky was gloomy, with dark clouds rolling in from the horizon. The lightning cut through the sky like a sharp blade filled with cold air, and the deafening thunder crackled. Accompanied by lightning and thunder, the rain came in a big way - crash, crash...
The raindrops in the sky fell down like beans through a sieve, shattering the mirror-like lake surface and scaring them away. The fish who wanted to see the rain scene; the puppy who wanted to go for a walk also hid under the eaves of his house; the frightened bird quickly fled back to his nest.
The wind became more and more unbridled, and the rain became heavier and heavier. During the storm, the small tree on the roadside was bent by the strong wind, but it stood upright stubbornly, bending and straightening again, as if declaring war with the strong wind. On the road, rainwater collected into puddles of different sizes. Occasionally, a car would drive by, causing small splashes of water. The naughty water splashes would run onto the hurried pedestrians, leaving their footprints on their clothes.
The rain fell endlessly, like the Milky Way in the sky flooding, pouring down from the sky like a waterfall. A strong wind blew, and the rain, which was as dense as a waterfall, was blown away like smoke and fog. Billions of lightning bolts raced across the clouds, clashing, fighting, and arousing a burst of earth-shattering thunder, as if they were going to blow up the entire universe...
Slowly, slowly, the rain became lighter, The wind was no longer so wild, and the thunder and lightning disappeared without a trace. A low symphony "tick tock, tick tock..." played on the roof, it was really nice! Xia Yu's Composition 2
During the summer vacation, I returned to my favorite aunt's house, which was in a rural area in Hubei.
When I came to this village, I found that it was extremely hot and muggy. How could it be as comfortable as our refreshing Guiyang? The red sun shines on people's heads, as if the sun follows me wherever I go. I was wearing a pair of sandals, and my toes touched the ground from time to time, which burned me.
Going forward, it was my aunt’s house. I rushed over immediately and saw sweat on my aunt’s face. She must have been waiting for me outside for a long time. As soon as I walked into the house, a bit of cool air hit my face, it was so comfortable! I stood on the balcony and looked into the distance. The breeze made the rice rustle. Curious, I immediately ran outside, walked into the rice field, and played to my heart's content.
I was standing in the middle of the rice field, and suddenly a dragonfly landed on top of my head. When I looked up, I saw that the sky was full of red dragonflies flying low in groups.
Yeah! Dragonflies flying low are a prelude to rain. Sure enough, God turned his back when he said he would, and the sky suddenly darkened, covering the earth like a gray curtain, and everything in the world became dim. I kept walking back and forth in the rice fields, feeling very anxious. What should I do? I couldn't find my way out.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a dazzling lightning flashed across the sky. I only felt a drop of rain falling on my hand. I became even more anxious, wanting to find a way home quickly. road. Ten minutes passed, and I finally saw my mother. She stood at the door and looked at me anxiously, shouting: "Hurry up, it's going to rain heavily!"
Running back to my mother, Then I heard the sound of "ta, tap, tap". The rain gradually became heavier, and I was a little scared when I thought about it.
The sound of rain became louder and louder, "wow-wow-wow", and it began to rain heavily. It was like an extremely wide rain curtain hanging between the sky and the earth. From time to time, bubbles were raised on the ground, and the wind took advantage of it. As the rain became more violent, the flowers, plants and trees danced wildly in the wind and rain, and the old trees beside me seemed to be crying: "It hurts, it hurts!"
This is the summer rain, unknowingly After the rain, the sky cleared up, the leaves were washed and shiny, and there was a smell of earth in the air. The birds came out to bask in the sun again, and I ran out and went outside to breathe in the fresh air.
Nature is so beautiful and the climate is ever-changing. Although there is no gorgeous rainbow in the sky, I still like the rain. It takes away the sweltering heat, brings coolness, and moisturizes the earth. Xia Yu's Composition 3
In the hot summer, although the heat is unbearable, there are still misty and rainy days.
August 7th, the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, is the beginning of autumn. The autumn wind should be blowing, but instead the summer sun is shining brightly. At noon, the scorching sun was scorching the earth, and Cicada kept complaining: "I know, I know, it's so hot, it's so hot!" At this time, dark clouds came and blocked the sun, and "Boom!" Dark blue lightning cuts through the sky like a fierce dragon, tick tick tick... As the rain becomes heavier and fiercer, everything seems to be revived. The big trees and grass look greener in the rain. The cicadas no longer scream, just enjoy it quietly. The rain baptizes the earth. On the streets, people were shouting and walking out with umbrellas, and children even took a bath with their backs bare.
In the hot summer, there is mist and mist, but the heat is no longer unbearable.
I like Xia Yu, it is so natural.
Spring rains continuously and summer rains continue. At this time, Xia Yu looked even more lovely, touching and tempting.
The lovely Xia Yu is passionate and noisy. The spring rain is even and monotonous, while the summer rain is passionate and natural, falling in patches. It seems to have more lightness and wisdom. But when will this summer rain fall? At this time, or then, no one could predict. Raining is wonderful, making everything in the rain become strangely beautiful. The sound of crashing and the pattering of movement are so memorable and refreshing.
I like Xia Yu, it is so fresh.
It seems that every time I watch the rain, it is so gentle and affectionate. In the past, I just turned my head slightly and watched the rain scene. It was simple and simple. Its beauty is that it cools down the world and adds some water moisture to the earth's re-transpiration. The combination of air and water droplets allows the magnifying glass to show the beauty at this time. Calm down and watch the rain. I hope Xia Yu can bring me more beauty and tenderness.
What is rain? It is the natural rain god in our hearts. A god who listens to the beautiful sounds of the world and explores the beauty of nature. Thank you life for giving us the right to appreciate beauty. Xia Yu's Composition 4
Without any warning, it came in a hurry, falling in all directions, with gusts of wind - this is the style of rain.
"Crash!" "Crash!" The crashing sound that echoed through the sky went directly into my ears and into my brain without any preparation, leaving me with an instant memory. The rain was pouring down, hitting the windows, the eaves, and the grass violently. The window made a "ping-ping-ping-ping-ping" sound, and the wind chimes hanging on it seemed to be frightened. The aluminum tubes kept colliding with each other, making a "ding-ding-dong-dong" sound. Suddenly, the raindrops touched everything on the earth, and the sound became thicker and louder. I seem to hear the sound of thousands of troops galloping, majestic and powerful, like the battle between Chu and Han. Xiang Yu is showing off his majesty, swords and swords are shining, and gold and iron horses flash before my eyes. The turbulent momentum makes me shocked.
"Da la da la"! "Da la da la"! The crystal water droplets connected into raindrops, falling on the roof and falling from the eaves; a gust of wind blew by, hitting the stagnant water diagonally, and smashed up a string of water splashes, like pearls and stars in the blue sky. , and the little girl’s clear eyes added a beautiful scenery to the heavy rain. The raindrops fell on the grass, and the sounds of "sha la la" and "sha la la" drifted into my ears. Is it the grass absorbing the nectar? Or is the land blowing bubbles?
The sounds of "crash", "ping-pong", "ding-dong", "ta-la", and "sha-la" constitute a wonderful symphony of rain sounds! This piece of music is free and easy, infinitely passionate, crisp, sweet, melodious and melodious. In memory, it seems that there is also such a scene.
It was during the spring outing of the first grade. Although it was spring, the rain was surprisingly heavy. The rain was falling thickly, brushing again and again on the grass, and the grass became greener. Does rain have magic? At that time, I often thought like that. I looked through the rain curtain, and the green grass seemed to be flowing in front of my eyes, like a rippling green river. This beautiful scene made me want to throw myself into the arms of the rain.
After a while, the rain seemed to have become lighter, and it lost its chic and magnificent posture, but it still had a different charm. You see, the rain sometimes slides down in a straight line, and sometimes drifts with the wind, leaving behind beautiful shadows like smoke, mist, yarn, and silk. The splashing raindrops seem to be the beating notes on the strings, playing a beautiful melody. .
"Chi, chi chi" the birds chirping reminded: the rain has stopped. The remaining raindrops on the leaves slipped into the ground, and the "tick-tock" disappeared in the blink of an eye. Summer rain rushes, summer rain leaves no trace... Xia Yu's composition 5
This morning, a rustling sound woke me up from my sleep. As soon as I got up, the sky was gray, as if it was paved. A layer of gauze. What's going on?
I jumped out of bed and walked out of the room. Ah, it turned out to be raining. A beautiful rain scene picture appeared in front of me.
The flowers on the platform were about to wither, but after being watered by the rain, they became full of vitality, just like a person who lost his way in the sea and saw a piece of land in despair. They raised their heads with laughter. The cypress tree in the courtyard was dejected because of the lack of water. Now that it rains, it straightens its waist again and keeps sucking the nectar. The dry earth also wakes up, sucking the milk of "mother". The mountains in the distance are also extremely quiet, and only the sound of rain can be heard. The top of the mountain is covered with clouds and mist. It’s true that “when it rains, the mountain wears a hat, but when it doesn’t rain, the mountainside disappears”! ah! On the eaves, rows of rainwater continued to fall, and the rows looked like connected pearls spilling down. Overall, it looked like a curtain was hung. People were even more happy and cheered. After all, they had been looking forward to this rain for several weeks.
The rain is still falling and the breeze is blowing. The rain tilted, and there was nothing I could do with the umbrella, so I had to let it be naughty! Suddenly, Grandpa Lightning illuminated the light that it had not illuminated for months, and the door suddenly became bright white, but in less than a second, it turned off again. When Thunder Father saw this formation, he was not to be outdone, and also beat the big drum that he had collected for a long time. The sound of "boom" was thought-provoking.
Xia Yu, I praise you, although your time in this world is short. However, we cannot forget that your contribution to us and everyone is immeasurable.
Xia Yu, I love you, I love your selfless spirit and unrequited quality. Xia Yu's Composition 6
The hot sun is scorching the earth. The pug Xiao Huang stuck out his tongue and panted listlessly. The leaves wilted and lowered their heads, the cicadas screamed feebly on the trees, and even the air carried their body temperature.
It’s hot and noisy outside, and everything seems so impetuous.
Suddenly, the sky seemed to darken and the sun was swallowed up by dark clouds. A strong wind passed by, making the leaves rustle. The wind blows the clothes, it's so cool. I was enjoying the cool wind when a raindrop fell on my arm. I looked up and saw big raindrops hitting me. I hurried into the room and sat at my desk. Through the window, I heard the sound of the wind blowing the leaves; I saw the raindrops rolling on the glass window, line after line, covering the window and blurring my sight. The big trees, houses, roads outside... all seem to be immersed in a world of water, dancing gracefully with the sound of wind.
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The rain stopped and the wind stopped playing music. I hurriedly ran outside. Wow, it's so cool and the air has cooled down. I greedily breathed the fresh air after the rain. I squatted down and stretched, and found a snail in the corner crawling towards the water, as if it also wanted to enjoy this cool natural ice spring! The crystal clear water drops played on the slide between the green leaves. In the blink of an eye, the world slid to the leaf tips, and then ran to the ground to play.
“Look, it’s so beautiful!” I was attracted by the laughter of a group of children. I stood up and took a look, "Wow, it's a rainbow!" I shouted excitedly. Colorful iridescence hangs on the horizon, like a fairy watching the world.
The cool weather, accompanied by the charming iridescence, makes people feel particularly happy!
I heard cicadas chirping on the tree again, but this time it was no longer so powerless and no longer so impetuous. I saw the pug Xiao Huang again, but he was no longer panting, and the leaves also looked up to admire the charming rainbow.
The same people, the same things, but because of your arrival, they are different! Xia Yu's Composition 7
Rain is the messenger of revival of all things, a colorful color in the season, a kind friend of the earth, and the reverie of our human beings' beautiful longings. In ancient times, there were many great poets, calligraphers, and painters who were immersed in the world of rain and created good works. Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface", Du Fu's "Qingming"...
From these we can see that rain is a window for people to express their emotions. I also love rain, and I love praising rain even more. Last night, it rained in Beijing. The rain is sometimes light and delicate, sometimes like pouring. Lightness and splashing are like two musical instruments, beating out this beautiful melody, "papa, dong dong". This is really the unique and charming characteristic of Xia Yu! As the saying goes, "Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently." With the arrival of summer rain in the past few days, the plants nearby have grown very well. The pomegranate branches and leaves in the yard began to grow rapidly, as if they wanted to give everyone a good impression.
The poplar tree in front of the door "showed off its skills" and put on a "green dress". The sky when it rains is also very interesting. When it first rains, the sky is like a waxy pear, after a while it becomes the color of soil, and finally it is like evening. These three colors remind me of a chameleon, changing colors at any time. The state that occurs when it rains is also unique. First there was a flash of lightning in the sky, as fast as a whirlwind, and a few seconds later there was a huge thunder. It was indeed lightning and thunder! Then there was a strong wind, and the poplar trees in front of the door fluttered in the wind, making a "rustling" sound, as if they were moaning in pain. Finally, the rainstorm hit. Does the rain in summer have a unique charm? If you are like me and savor the rain carefully, you may also like the unique rain in summer like me. I love summer rain. Xia Yu's Composition 8
Summer is here, and the biggest feature is the heat. No, it was so hot a few days ago that the earth was hot. Now it's good, it's raining.
The sun was shining just now, and I was busy doing homework. Suddenly, the sky turned dark. When I looked at my watch, it was wrong! It's only after 4 o'clock, why does the sky look like it's after 6 o'clock? I was getting angry, and when I looked up, I saw a large dark cloud floating over, "Huh! It turns out you are the annoying guy who blocked the sun!" But then I thought: "Isn't it hot these days? Come on. Heavy rain is not bad either! "It's really a June day, baby face, it can change at any time. The old saying is really true.
I simply looked at the sky. Dark clouds were moving towards the sky one after another, as if going to market. The clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and the sky was getting lower and lower. A strong wind blew in my face, very cool, although it smelled of dust. I looked at the sky and really wanted to thank the coming heavy rain, so I stood in front of the window, my impetuous heart became calmer, and I quietly appreciated and experienced the changes before the rain.
Then, a silver snake-like light flashed, tearing a big hole in the sky.
A series of muffled thunders came one after another, and the muffled thunders became bigger and bigger. They seemed to break out of the shackles of the dark clouds and break out of the relief of the clouds in the sky.
"Wow, wow, wow..." It's raining, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier. If you put a bucket in the rain, it will be full in a short time. The rain came down and turned into curtains of rain. I was happy to run into the rain. It was so cool! Pedestrians hurried home one by one.
Not only am I happy, but even the plants are happy. Look, look, the big tree has been washed clean. The tree has taken a bath, drank to its full, and is happy. It’s here! Looking at the tall and large dusty wall, I suddenly felt refreshed and spotless in the rain.
After the rain, a beautiful rainbow appeared. The flowers, plants and trees stretched their arms comfortably and stood upright with vitality. The dewdrops on the lotus leaves sparkled, and people came out one after another. There is a new atmosphere in the earth.
This is really a timely rain, summer rain is so good. Xia Yu's composition 9
Xia is a cheerful season, and there has never been a depressed expression on her face. Summer is full of vitality, and Xia Yu is even more energetic.
When the dark clouds suppressed the bright sunlight, the wind couldn't wait to turn on the speakers.
Ray's deep voice beat the drums, and lightning turned the spotlight on. Look - the rain is coming! She breaks through the dark clouds, uses thunder as her drum, lightning as her sleeves, and dances with the wind. She starts gracefully, like the flowers and the moon on the spring river; then becomes passionate, like the symphony of fate; and ends up crazy, like blue rock.
Every raindrop flies freely in the wind. When it penetrates into the fertile soil, the fields will be full of vitality and appear green; when it falls on the street, there will immediately be raindrops, rushing to form thousands of raindrops. Thousands of creeks; hanging on the eaves, raindrops strung together into rain curtains... Following the dance steps of Xia Yu, the leaves clapped in the wind, the grass shook its head and praised, the frog croaked and gave a speech, the river Humming a tune to the rhythm...busy farmers are digging canals in the rain to store water and irrigate farmland; naughty children are playing and playing in the rain; beautiful girls are walking in the rain holding flower umbrellas...and the rain is dancing and singing. Out of my vigorous vitality, unrestrained passion and vitality that glows with texture...
Break through the barriers of the soul, sing freely like the summer rain, and sing the joyful song of life; abandon all the constraints of the rules, like the summer rain Fly freely like rain, depicting the green color of life; get rid of all the shackles of thoughts, be as passionate as summer rain, transcend yourself, and interpret the benefits of life; let go of all baggage, be as high-spirited as summer rain, and show the charm of life ......
Xia Yu finally stopped her cheerful dance and slowly drew a curtain call amidst a round of applause. The dark clouds finally hid behind the scenes, the lightning was eclipsed, and the thunder could only die out... But Xia Yu nourished all things with her gushing enthusiasm, moved the world, and sang a hymn of life. Xia Yu's composition 10 < /p>
My favorite season is autumn, but the rain in summer is even more unforgettable for me.
Summer is refreshing. Although the climate is hot, there is also a cool breeze to relieve it. The cold and the hot bring out different and novel feelings. One drop, two drops, three drops... It is refreshing and sweet. Xia Yu is here!
I whispered: "Yeah, the rain is so clear and sweet. Although the rain is tasteless, the flowers in the garden bloom, the grass sprouts, the birds return to their nests, everything is so Beautiful!" I took a cup to hold the rainwater and put it in the refrigerator. When I took it out, the rain became even heavier, and the raindrops hit the ground again, as clear as crystal.
Pedestrians were walking with umbrellas, and the little raindrops were jumping on the umbrellas like children, but then they jumped to the ground, and then they rushed to shout "I'm here!" "I'm here!" I'm here too! "...Don't underestimate these small water droplets. Slowly, slowly, they merged into a crystal clear river.
There are no water droplets on the grass and no water droplets on the small flowers. , there are no small water droplets on the soil. They say that the rain is dull, but the rain is actually fragrant. It makes the lotus bloom and the sweet-scented osmanthus bloom, so the rain is also fragrant.
Everyone stopped talking. Everyone wandered in the silence for a while. They all said that rain means quietness. In fact, there are many small things that are constantly beating and having fun, such as jumping water droplets and sprouting grass. , and the blooming branches
Everyone has their favorite seasons, spring is mild, summer is passionate, autumn is crisp, winter is cold, my favorite is summer. A rainy day! Xia Yu’s Composition 11
Summer, summer vacation.
It’s so hot! The sun is mercilessly scorching the earth, and I am writing my homework as if I am in the middle of the night. Steamer. Even the usually energetic children were lazily slumped on the bamboo chairs, shaking their big cattail fans intermittently. The puppy kept its head hanging out, and the cicada's voice kept lingering in its ears. Wandering back and forth, I was very bored, so I simply put down my pen and lay on the window sill to rest.
Suddenly, a little black appeared in the east, getting thicker and thicker, and I realized that it was General Dark Cloud, passing through. Black military uniforms, riding strong black horses, came galloping in a mighty manner, and soon occupied the entire sky. Lightning was like a demon, tearing apart the sky again and again with its ruthless hands, accompanied by the sound of Thunderous Drums. Flashing with dazzling light.
Finally, a drizzle fell from the sky, and people were immediately overjoyed and embraced the raindrops enthusiastically.
However, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops as big as soybeans fall like broken beads. Shalala,shalala, like a brisk symphony, celebrating this rare dance and accompaniment for this dance!
The rainwater flowed down the eaves and dripped into the puddles, forming small bubbles one after another, and the flowers bloomed with a pop of laughter. The rain falls on the water, and the water flowers bloom one after another, as if they are dancing with the fish! The stream flows quickly, and the rain falls, forming circles of ripples, really like donuts!
The rain is still falling, first a layer of gauze-like rain and mist, and then a rain curtain, densely packed in the air and fluttering in the wind. Then it started to rain heavily, forming rain pillars and then thick walls of rain. People didn't dare to join in the fun and hurried home.
The rain gradually became lighter and lighter.
Finally, the rain stopped. The dark clouds receded, the sun came out, the frogs croaked, and a rainbow hung in the sky.
I laughed and my worries disappeared. Turn around and run downstairs Xia Yu's Composition 12
I like rainy days in summer when the sun is too strong and annoying, and suddenly the pattering rain falls.
It was overcast during the day. I took a deep breath of the humid air with water vapor and watched the dark clouds above my head gradually gather, and the rain started to fall quietly. Bit by bit, it hit the small succulents I planted and gathered into small cool water drops. The sky seems to have turned blue, and the smoke from farmers' cooking slowly floats from the houses in the distance, much like ancient ink paintings, spreading out bit by bit in the rain. Rain fell on the eaves again, and with a "ding-" sound, it hit the tin can below, making a unique metal sound.
The peppercorns beside the house and the crape myrtle in the corner were all stained with the color of rain. The rain soaked the lavender petals and soaked the tender red peppercorns, making them look delicate and charming. There seemed to be endless chirping of birds in the sound of rain, and the sound of wind rustling through the sky and earth lingered in my ears. Everything is light, gentle and slow, so beautiful.
I love rainy nights more than rainy days. When night comes, light a not too bright lamp, set up a wooden square table, and quietly sit down at your desk. Write prose to express your sudden emotions, or read a favorite novel carefully. Occasionally when I feel tired, I listen to the dripping rain outside the window and one or two cool frogs croaking, feeling the rare tranquility in this impetuous world. The sound of rain falling outside the window alternately grew louder and softer, seemed far away and yet close at the same time. There seemed to be a rhythm in the chaos, like a drum covered by a clear gauze. He groaned secretly. The moths fluttering their wings on the desk lamp at hand, together with the moths outside the window, silently accompany me through the long night again.
Listen, the rain is coming again. The sound of cicadas subsides and the sound of frogs gradually rises. The heat and noise of summer seemed to be silenced by the sound of rain. Sometimes I think about how monotonous and boring it would be if there was no rain in the summer. Summer is called summer when it rains. After the rain stops, it will surely be a sunny and sunny summer day again.
I would like to drink lemon tea, sit quietly under the eaves, and wait for another rainy day. Xia Yu’s Composition 13
“Got it!”
This is the cicada, which has been exhausted by the scorching sun, constantly making a long chant, yes! Summer is coming!
I put down the pen that was hurriedly writing on the paper, opened the window that had been closed for a long time, and a ray of sunlight came in, bright and dazzling, and instantly a steam of hot air hit my face. Suddenly I realized: Summer is really here!
In just ten seconds, drops of sweat slid from my hair to my cheeks. I slowly closed the window, but I was still surrounded by the steaming heat given by nature...
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Hope the rain will sweep away the scorching sun
When I sat down again, picked up the pen that I had rested for a while, and was about to continue my struggle, I suddenly heard a burst of complaints: Such a big sun, it’s really hard. It's going to be so hot! How wonderful it would be when God is merciful and rains! After listening to this, I also sighed. Although I didn’t complain, I also felt deeply. When will God be so kind as to send rains, so that the people will be irritated and sultry for many days?
Good rain knows the season
That night, people were still tossing and turning in the heat and could not sleep all night.
Suddenly, a "bang" broke the silent night where only the chirping of cicadas could be heard. Immediately afterwards, a heavy rain poured down, and several lightning flashes across the sky, mixed with "rumbling" thunder.
People immediately cheered, the lights in the community were brightly lit, and people rushed downstairs. Some women came to enjoy the rain with umbrellas and holding sleeping children, some men even came naked to celebrate, and some children played happily in the rain... This rain is so nice - the crystal water drops are shining Little bits of light are like golden beans, scattered on the ground and in everyone's heart. The rain is like a bead curtain or a screen, full of everyone's eager expectations, and every drop falls in people's hearts.
What a good rain!
This rain not only swept away the sweat on everyone’s bodies and the boredom in their hearts, but also swept away the isolation caused by busyness between people. It can be said to be a pleasant "summer". It's raining so much! Xia Yu's Composition 14
Rain is the soul of all things, the spirit that embellishes mountains and rivers.
Spring rain nourishes all things and has always been loved by people!
Autumn rain brings a coolness, a touch of desolation, and infinite sadness. Since ancient times, it has also been praised by literati, or loved by figures like Daiyu!
Winter rain, carrying the biting cold, even though it is! But it can bring some moisture to the dry winter!
Xia Yu, I love you! I like walking in the short drizzle, listening to music, and letting my thoughts drift endlessly in the rain. When you are in a bad mood or when you have nowhere to vent your inner mania, love runs in the heavy rain and throws everything into the rain. I like its majestic momentum and its boldness of speaking and leaving at the drop of a hat. Spring rain is more lingering, but summer rain is not! It is so free and easy, so arrogant! I love the spirituality carried by all things after the rain!
Summer rains have left the deepest impression on me in my hometown of Xiushui (a small town in northern Jiangxi). After the rain, the city looks so charming. I like to see the mountains and rivers in my hometown after the rain. Although the mountains are not as green as the clear sky, I love the mist after the rain even more. When I go to the mountains after the rain, I find that the mountains in Xiushui are so majestic and mysterious; although the water is not as clear as the clear sky. Green, but I love the misty rain after the rain. Walking alone by the river after the rain, everything seems to be extremely deep.
The rain in my hometown seems to understand human nature. It always comes in time to cool down people in the hot summer. In the dull summer, after a heavy rain, the streets are so clean; the streets are so clean at night. A large population can also bring leisure time to people after a hard day's work; sometimes at dusk in the afternoon, a heavy rain will cause a brilliant rainbow to appear in the sky, which will always be watched and talked about by people. When the night rain comes in people's sleep, they will sleep more peacefully, and you will find sweet smiles on their faces...
Rain is so full of spirituality; summer rain It seems to me even more so, and it is even more poetic! Xia Yu's Composition 15
It rained again last night, for the first time this season I can't remember how many times. While I was doing my homework, I heard the patter of rain falling. My mother said: "Come with me to collect the clothes, and take a look at the window to see if the rain is falling."
I stood in front of the window. Smelling the fragrance of earth, I took a deep breath. Just when I wanted to enjoy the gift of nature for a while, I heard my mother's embarrassing cry: "Is it raining?" I was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not raining!" But my mother completely disturbed my mood of watching the rain. .
I went to a certain junior high school for an exam today and it rained again. On the way back, the ground was wet. The sound of the umbrella head hitting the floor was very nice. Looking at the water splashing, I felt inexplicably happy. I like rain, at least I like rain in summer.
The summer sun is blazing, and people’s sweat turns into rivers. A rain makes the sun less unbridled, the air becomes fresher, and the fine raindrops sprinkled on the body are the most comfortable. I don’t know why, but I want to eat vanilla ice cream when it rains. It must be the occasion. At least I think the flavor of vanilla ice cream is very suitable for summer rain.
On the way back, I hit the branches of the redbud tree with my umbrella, and the big jade beads hit Qian and I. Although Huangdouyu is not as comfortable as Siyu, it is quite enjoyable just listening to the sound. Qian took out her umbrella and said, "I can feel at ease if you hit the branches again, haha." I said, "Then I'll come in too." The rain fell on the umbrella, and her voice was much muffled, and she was no longer so free and happy. . I regretted my decision just now, so I stepped out of the umbrella and let the rain hit me.
Summer rain, summer rain, silent.