Grandpa Dong drove Santa Claus's deer cart away from us, and Miss Chun twisted her soft waist and came to the world with light steps. With a flick of her hair, it began to rain in Mao Mao between heaven and earth.
The spring rain is thin and dense, like embroidery needles flying all over the sky, like cow hair falling from the sky, and like thousands of silver wires. Densely, it weaves an ethereal veil for all things in the world.
Sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ... Miss Chun is playing the wonderful spring waltz with slender fingers. This music is sometimes ethereal like a dream; Sometimes it's like millions of silkworms swallowing mulberry leaves, dense and impatient. This highly changing tune endows nature with infinite vitality and poetry.
The spring rain is continuous, and everything in the world is full of vitality. The mountains turn green, the trees turn green and the grass turns green. Green is so fresh, so lovely, so rich, it seems that if you reach out and touch it, it will make your hands full of green.
Under the call of spring rain, bamboo shoots emerged from the wet ground, drank a few mouthfuls of "green tea" and climbed up. Rape flowers are also scrambling to open, golden, as if to cover the whole field with a layer of gold; Wildflowers on the roadside are not to be outdone. Facing the spring rain, they showed charming smiles. Crystal beads make flowers more enchanting and attractive, attracting people who come home from work to bend down from time to time to pick a bunch from the roadside.
Spring rain, you wake up the sleeping earth, you moisten everything in the world, and you give nature colorful colors!
Spring rain sixth grade composition 2, it's raining! Wait, let's listen to it first. This sound is light and soft, like the sound of seeds bursting buds, like the sound of grass growing leaves, like the sound of bamboo shoots. This is clearly spring rain. Isn't it a symbol of the gentle character of spring?
It's raining heavily, but it's not torrential rain in summer or drizzle in autumn. The rain is like light smoke, like silk, thin and dense, and it falls quickly and urgently, like a beautiful embroidery girl throwing an embroidery needle and shining. I think it is a light rain. Oh, no! Xiaoyu has been away from Mother Earth for too long, missing her, and they can't wait to return to her warm embrace.
It's raining harder, and the vehicles and trees next to the opposite high-rise building are hazy, and there is a faint layer of "white smoke" on the roof and road. Could it be that it rained too hard and too fast, forming a rain curtain and wrapping everything up? Ah! Shao Dong in Spring Rain is more beautiful, mysterious, dreamy and poetic.
Rain moistens everything in the world, and flowers bloom with sweet smiles; The grass drills its head out of the fresh and fragrant soil and nods frequently with the breeze, as if thanking the grace of spring; The tree washes away all fatigue and does gymnastics happily. ...
This is really a timely rain! I can't help but think of Du Fu's "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes." Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. "
Spring Rain Composition 3 Du Fu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote a poem "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". In fact, the rain during the day is more beautiful.
The spring rain is falling like a delicate jade hand; Spring breeze is charming and shy, just like a lady's silence. Invisible, the spring rain has quietly woven an invisible net, just like the thread of cow hair in Suzhou embroidery. "sasha vujacic", this is its happy songs, spring rain and "symphony", leaving a string of new life in the endless front. Build a new life.
Like smoke, like fog, I don't know who stopped. Hold up a flower-like umbrella. Suddenly, people outside and outside the window are looking forward to the misty spring rain. It is organized. Every step it takes, it dances briskly and vigorously, walking towards the soil full of flowers. Everybody knows, everybody knows. It is often said that spring is the beginning of a year, so what is spring rain?
Spring rain is a saint calling for life. Look, it is a small tree that is about to grow green leaves: its green body is swaying in the spring breeze; Look, that's whispering Yanzi, looking for the home it should have in the spring rain. Can you deny that it is a saint who summons life?
Perhaps, it is the attitude of the spring rain that is so charming that people can't help but imagine; Perhaps the dignity of the spring breeze is admirable. However, the only constant is the "life call" of the spring rain. This time next year, it will still come to this world with a brand new look.
Finally, it stopped dancing, but I still quietly savored these two meaningful words.
Spring rain sixth grade composition 4 spring breeze, awakened the world; Spring thunder wakes the earth; The spring rain moistened the seeds.
Silver thread descended silently from the sky, soft and thin, like fluff, pearls and silver thread. They kept hugging the earth and flowing into the river.
Listen carefully, the sound of rain is particularly pleasant to hear: the rain hits the window, the window jingles and sings; Raindrops are beating on umbrellas, and umbrellas are banging on drums; Raindrops fell on the leaves, and the leaves banged on the gongs.
Through the drizzle, everything in the rain looks hazy, as if covered with a mysterious veil. Flowers are smiling, brewing sweet nectar and full of happy tears; Green grass is drunk, covered with green grass coat, shining with crystal sweat; Bud opened her mouth, tasted the sweetness of nectar and shed tears of emotion.
Children laugh and run in the rain, enjoying the cool spring rain; Some adults walk in the rain with umbrellas, others wear raincoats and then shuttle in the drizzle.
Seeing this scene, I can't help but think of a poem by Du Fu: Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. How many people are delighted by this poem!
These days, the weather is cloudy, the sky is foggy and the spring breeze becomes cold. Today, the weather is still the same. The wind is very cold, and I always feel that it will rain.
During the second class break, it began to rain lightly. This is the second spring rain this year. This spring rain is really different. It's "singing" ...
At that time, I was correcting the wrong questions in the classroom, only to hear my classmates shout "hail is coming." I quickly ran out to look, only to see glittering and translucent small ice particles falling with the wind, falling from the sky like a meteor. When it falls to the ground, the small ice particle is round, like a naughty doll. It's fun to fall to the ground and play again. These ice particles hit the leaves and glass, making a brushing sound, making a squeaking sound when stepping on the soles of your feet, and it hurts a little when hitting your face!
After school, I found that these small ice particles became a little bigger and landed on the car, in small pieces and piles. Small ice particles are getting denser and denser. They seem to run very fast on the expressway. From time to time, they come to greet me in the face and play hide-and-seek with me.
At noon, the weather gets warmer, and all the small ice particles in the air turn into water and raindrops. Sasha vujacic fell from the sky, raindrops splashed in puddles, and raindrops hit the glass, ding ding, ding ding. ...
How's it going? "Spring rain girl's singing is very nice, and I think it's beautiful, because it's the most beautiful song for Mother Earth.
Spring Rain Composition 6 Spring Rain is intermittent and unpredictable.
Spring rain is unpredictable, but it is a performer, dripping on branches and streams and playing a beautiful movement. He is a magician. With a wave of his sleeve, the sky was covered with gauze and fell like a thin thread. Like a flower needle; Like cow hair; Through the misty fog, you don't notice it at all.
The spring rain was chilly, and I was walking in the street. A drop of spring rain hit my hands and hair, shaking all over and feeling cold and cool. Naughty water drops smiled and said, "Let's bathe everything together!" "
Father Lei was also infected by the tenderness of spring. Unlike summer, he always gives you a bolt from the blue, like tearing the world apart, and then a storm comes. But in spring, it's different. Father Lei always beats his hammer regularly in the continuous spring rain to accompany this exquisite performance.
After the spring rain, the cool breeze blows gently, which makes people feel refreshed and relaxed. Everything is revived and full of vitality. The grass put on new clothes, twisted its waist and emerged. Peach blossoms also smile more brightly. Rape flowers make your eyes shine, willow branches spit out buds, face the lake, and play with your "hair".
The most beautiful thing in the world is spring rain!
It's spring, and teacher Chun quietly walks towards us with light steps, taking her child-Spring Rain. When I first arrived here, the naughty spring rain dolls were always busy. They look around and run around, making the earth wet after sleeping for a winter, becoming as gentle as before, emitting the fragrance of the earth.
Look! Spring rain fell on the grass, and the grass imprisoned for a winter leaned out of its round head, twisted its slender waist and opened its sleepy eyes. Spring rain falls in the garden, and those tired and powerless flowers greedily suck the sweet rain. In a flash, they immediately perked up and slowly opened their smiling faces. It began to rain in the bamboo garden, and small bamboo shoots emerged from the soil and bathed in the spring rain, all refreshed and straightened up like brave patriotic soldiers.
Spring rain dolls smell the fragrance of spring, appreciate the vitality of nature, and do their best to decorate Mother Earth. Wherever the spring rain goes, it becomes colorful and full of vitality. Pink peach blossoms, green grass, golden cauliflower ... "Wow, how beautiful my mother is!" " Looking at these changes, Chunyu jumped up and down happily and sang Tintin ... Knocking at the door ... "
I love spring, I love spring rain, which is as expensive as oil.
I like summer when the sun is shining and cicadas are singing. I like the autumn when the rice waves are full of golden osmanthus flowers; I like snowy winter; But I prefer the spring when the catkins sway and the swallows return to the north.
Listen, the spring breeze rustles through the Woods. This is Lin Hai's breath.
Small trees dance in the spring breeze, the green buds at the top of trees spread slowly in the spring breeze, and birds nest under the eaves between branches. At this time, adults will sit together and discuss something, while children will take out their favorite kites and put them away. They are competing to see whose kite flies higher and farther.
Look, the spring breeze blows over the water and makes waves. It's the stream singing.
The stream that has been imprisoned for a winter is free, singing the praises of spring all the way and jumping to the east. The little fish in the stream seem to know that spring is coming. They drifted and played in the water in droves. They are stepping on the spring! I'm glad to see them having fun.
Spring rain rustling, spring rain rustling, floating to the treetops, floating to the fields.
After a spring rain, everything was completely new. The green grass makes layers of blue waves in the breeze, and the small water droplets on the grass leaves are crystal clear by the sun. Standing in the field, stand on tiptoe, close your eyes and reach out your hands. You are immediately surrounded by the freshness of nature, and people suddenly become refreshed.
I like the world swept by spring breeze and spring rain.
Chunyujiu's sixth grade composition "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Spring has come quietly, and there is no shortage of spring rain. Today we will talk about spring rain.
Spring rain, like a beautiful and charming girl, comes gently, but never stops. Before the spring rain came, the sky was foggy and the air was sultry, which made people feel wet. Walking in the rain is the best feeling. When it rains, walking in the rain and breathing fresh air will feel particularly comfortable. Even if you are in a bad mood, go out and feel the baptism of rain, and your dissatisfaction or unhappiness will be washed away by rain instantly.
The spring rain came at the right time. Why do you say that?
Because, before the spring rain came, the grass hung its head because of thirst, and the flowers didn't open because there was no water. As soon as the spring rain fell, the grass accepted the baptism of the spring rain, so it opened its arms, and the flowers drank enough rain to spread their skirts generously.
I love spring, and I love spring rain.
In sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic, the spring rain, like the thread spun by the spring girl, gently falls to the ground, quietly calling for the sleeping earth. The spring rain awakened the grass, which leaned out of its little green head and looked at the colorful world in a novel way. The spring rain awakened the willow, which combed the green braid and danced proudly, which was beautiful. The spring rain awakens the jasmine in spring, which blows the golden horn and greets the arrival of spring with a smile. The spring rain awakened the bamboo shoots, and the little bamboo shoots took off their thick clothes and sucked the spring rain. The spring rain woke the frog, and the little frog stretched out his numb bones and sang a happy song excitedly. The spring rain woke us up, and we put on beautiful spring clothes and jumped into the picture of spring. It rained in spring, Sasha Vujacic, Sasha Vujacic &; & amp
Instructor: Ruan Zhang let the spring rain awaken the sleeping earth and show the vitality of the earth in childlike language.
Chunyu 1 1 Mom said that it was close to February 2 these days, and the dragon looked up, so there was a lot of rain.
The day before yesterday, it was drizzling. This rain, like fluff, is particularly comfortable and cool on my face. After the rain, I came to the flower bed and saw that the grass in the flower bed was greener, as green as some little green daisies raised by my mother, so cute; Flowers are redder, like groups of warm but dignified small flames; Even the songs of birds are more beautiful, clear and beautiful because of the baptism of this spring rain. ...
But yesterday's rain was not like this. Oh, not at all!
Yesterday's rain was like the Yangtze River and Yellow River in the sky, and all the water in it leaked to the world. We were having a class at that time. I saw the sky outside the window overcast and suddenly it was dark. From time to time there was a muffled thunder. Looking at this scene, I can't help but think of a symphony of lightning and thunder I heard in music class. Then, the wind blew, the branches shook violently and it rained. It growled and roared like the same terrible dragon, as if to tear up and devour the whole world. ...
The rain in spring is varied and colorful, including gentle and continuous drizzle and violent rainstorm, but my love for them is eternal. Because, without them, who will wake up the spring?
I like spring. I love the romance and loveliness of spring, I love the vitality of spring, I love the birds and flowers in spring, but I love the drizzle in spring more.
The rain in spring is very good. Last night, when we were doing radio exercises, it began to rain in Mao Mao. "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic", hit in the face, cool, very comfortable.
It rains heavily in spring. I was attracted by the soft and dense spring rain. It is as light as a cow's hair, as thin as a needle, as thin as silk, and it is densely woven and moistens the earth. How beautiful! This reminds me of a poem: "I want to get my clothes wet, but I don't feel cold when I blow my face." The dense spring rain moistens everything in the world. It brings happiness and joy to people!
Rain, slowly becoming thin and small. My friends and I happily ran to the playground to feel and appreciate the poetic rain.
Ah! This rain in early spring is different from other seasons. Thin, dense, small and cool! Facing the continuous spring rain, you can't seem to feel its existence. It landed on the roof like a white sarong. It landed on the branch, and the branch danced with it happily. It fell into the river again, and the river rippled ...
The rain stopped, the sky became so clear, the air became so fresh, the branches were washed like water, and the roads became extremely clean. ...
I like the continuous spring rain. It's beautiful!
Today is April 2, and God sent a forecast of spring: spring rain.
With the end of the second class, raindrops the size of beans fell on our campus, and raindrops gathered in droves to tell their experiences in the air. Everyone said it was in full swing, and the people above saw it and thought, I have to hurry down. As a result, it rained harder and harder, and the following was "crowded with people". Soon, it was raining everywhere.
We screamed and cheered to welcome the arrival of rain, which has a special mission. It means that the most beautiful season of spring has come, and it also means summer clothes and hot summer ... what an exciting thing!
The sky is cloudy, but my heart is like the sea. I am a seagull, flying happily in the blue sea.
I think, rain is coming, has the earth changed? Later, I found that it really changed. The earth feels like a new one as if it had been washed. All the flowers become beautiful, all the flowers compete with each other, and the grass turns green. People become happy. In biblical terms, it is on this day that filth and sadness in people's hearts are washed away, so they become so happy. I think this spring rain has become the water of the soul.
The coming of rain made me feel very relaxed. I think I will swear in the water of my heart that I will repay the rain and the water of my heart with a brand-new self.
Rain, I like you. Every drop of your rain beads always makes me understand a truth, my soul teacher.
Didi Didi Didi!
Spring Rain 6th Grade Composition 14 Walking into the drizzly spring rain, the cool rain floated on my face with the wind, not as cold as the winter rain, just like my mother's hand stroking gently. On the street, pedestrians have taken off their dark winter clothes and put on beautiful spring clothes. People's faces are filled with joy. The wet road is like a sparkling river. People hold up colorful umbrellas, as if they were petals on the water. Occasionally passing vehicles are like boats shuttling through the water waves.
The cold winter has finally passed. The spring rain I expected came to the world.
Spring rain is not as sultry as summer rain; Not as cold as winter rain. It is gentle and selfless.
I walked out of the house and opened a small white transparent umbrella. Soft raindrops fell on the umbrella surface. I take a walk in the community. Spring rain moistens the grassland, and the grass spits out new buds, which are green; Spring rain caresses flowers, buds gradually open, fragrant and charming; The spring rain kissed the willow branches, and countless green buds scrambled to stick their heads out. There are also a few naughty children who hold out their hands for a while and let the spring rain fall in their hands for a while; Laughing and running for a while in the spring rain. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, everything is full of vitality. Spring rain is like this, silent, selfless and unrequited.
"Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." Spring rain not only nourishes everything, but also washes our hearts.
Listen to the sixth grade composition of Chunyu 15. Listen to the pattering sound and crackling sound. This is a symphony played by spring rain that we are familiar with. The spring rain has given us great vitality and the world vitality.
Spring rain moistens the earth, and the earth sucks it.
Under the shower of spring rain, the grass rushes out of the bondage of soil and sticks its head out to welcome another flower season.
In the drizzle like a cow's hair, Teacher Liu couldn't resist the temptation of spring rain and danced, adding a lot of vitality to the earth. It waved a dance skirt to make people compare Miss Chun with her dancing.
Under the crystal pearls, flowers have their own unique charm. This needle-like spring rain falls on the flowers and rolls on them, which makes people look closely.
Songshan, a evergreen tree, has also undergone great changes under the shower of spring rain. They put on new green clothes, faced the front seriously and guarded their posts alone.
Looking at this spring rain, I think: a year's plan lies in spring. We should cherish the present spring, let the spring rain bathe our growth and make contributions to the construction of the motherland.