Class is over,
The students are in high spirits.
Rushed to the playground,
A group of people,
Chase, drive, run, jump, touch,
Have fun,
Suddenly, boom, boom,
A burst of thunder,
Then,
It's pouring down,
We are like wild horses.
Run back to the classroom at full speed,
Everyone seems to have taken a shower,
Water droplets are still dripping in the wet air.
Someone hurriedly took off their wet shoes,
In a panic,
The whole classroom,
There's a bad smell floating away,
With the sound of raindrops.
After class,
I went to the corridor to watch the rain,
Water drops on the eaves,
Fell to the ground and broke into pieces,
It's like singing a hot symphony
Little Xiao Hua Cao
Knocked to the ground,
They must want to grow feet,
Run under the eaves to hide from the rain!
Boring rainy days-
The sky is wild,
Have fun.