Spring Rain Composition 450 words 1 Spring is like a magician, recalling the spring girl, welcoming bloom and bringing spring rain.
The spring rain cleaned the dust on the tree, and the tree was as new as new, and the branches were dazzling green; The spring rain also washed away people's winter cold, and people became extremely free. Grass sticks out its little green head on the loess, opens its eyes and sticks its head out. Under the sunshine, she leaked Miss Chun's arrival like a leaker. "Peach blossoms bloom on the shore in water". Under the caress of the spring rain, a little girl's smiling face is painted on the peach blossom, which is cute and particularly delicate. Pear blossoms are as white as snow, like small bells hanging from branches, and graceful. Wicker was soaked by spring rain, and long wicker fluttered with the wind. Is this Miss Chun's long hair?
But the main messenger of all this-spring rain, like an invisible man, quietly comes and goes in the dead of night. I can't help but think of Du Fu's poem "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". This is what people often say, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". You might as well stop and observe the scenery in spring, and you will certainly find the imprint of spring rain. Ah! How beautiful! This tree, this flower and this grass constitute a beautiful picture that only the spring rain can describe!
This is the spring rain, which nourishes the earth and breeds everything. Life is ordinary and short, but its contribution to nature and human beings is immeasurable! I love the spring rain, and I love its selfless dedication!
Spring rain composition 450 words 2 Spring rain awakens the life of all things in the world, makes birds sing, grass emerge, flowers and insects contend, and also makes people get rid of the cold in winter and enter the warmth of the New Year.
The rain in spring is thin and long, as if heaven and earth were woven into a net, and people's faces seemed to be blurred. It is so light and gentle footsteps, dripping in every corner. Between the corrugated eaves, "pa pa" seems to be a lyrical and slow tambourine. Between the flowers and trees, "Tick-tock" seems to be a shepherd boy's detached and joyful flute. Rain washes everything clean and makes the world transparent and bright. When no one knows, the grass "sticks" out of the head and the bud "jumps" out of the dance skirt. Rain is the milk in the sky, feeding everything with soft breasts. Whispering with the earth in a fine and lingering voice, everything laughs.
After rain. The sky is as clear as a bowl of water, and the air is filled with intoxicating new ideas. In the distance, several cheerful calls of unknown birds seemed to penetrate the whole sky. The rain has not been completely integrated with the soil, but the puddle on the ground reflects the smiling face of the sky, and the sky seems cleaner. Dewdrops bent the delicate branches and leaves of the grass, and the water swished down. This is the most beautiful poem.
The rain accumulated on the eaves dripped down. Crash seems to bloom the most beautiful waves, as if it moistens the earth and melts itself. It willingly sang the most beautiful hymn of life.
Spring rain composition 450 words 3 out of the window, the spring rain is continuous, such as cattle hair, such as needles, such as silk. Spring rain keeps watering the earth and brings vitality to the world. ...
On the leaves and petals, there are crystal clear water drops, which seem to integrate heaven and earth and make the earth look greener; The sky looks bluer; Sunlight shines on water droplets, like sparkling pearls, dazzling. It's really "good rain knows the season, when spring comes"!
Spring rain makes the earth glow with vitality, and also makes the northwest of China full of vitality.
In the early spring, the sun rose slowly from the other side of the mountain, bringing light to this mountainous area in Sichuan. When the rooster crowed this morning, many families began to get busy. Just after a spring rain, someone went up the mountain to cut wood; Some people work in the fields; There are still some people cleaning up housework at home ... An ordinary morning, such a beautiful morning, no one would have expected that disaster was lurking around quietly, approaching step by step ... Time passed wantonly, and in an instant, thunder was raging and dark clouds were gathering. Although there was sunshine, it didn't help, and darkness enveloped the whole mountain area. Suddenly, the heavy rain fell unscrupulously. I don't know when the rocks suddenly rolled down, the soil sank, and the spring breeze was no longer soft, but "whirring", and a disaster landed here. ...
If one side is in trouble, all sides will support it. Many rescue teams from the disaster area came to evacuate the villagers. Suddenly, a sea of people crowded out from the mountain, and rescuers struggled to fight the disaster and opened up a life-saving road for the masses with their lives! It brought sunshine, hope and true feelings to the people in the disaster area ... for a time, the spring rain continued, like ox hair, like needles, like filaments, full of vitality. ...
Spring rain falls on the earth, bringing vitality, care and help. ...
Spring rain composition 450 words 4 spring rain is continuous, this rain has been raining and has not stopped. I like the rain in spring.
When it rains lightly, the rain falls from the sky, like a thin needle stuck in flowers, grass and roads. Flowers become more beautiful, grass becomes greener and roads become cleaner.
Sometimes, the sky is overcast, thunder bursts, and soon, heavy rain pours down, and raindrops fall like pearls with broken lines. They fell into the pond, and the water in the pond danced; They fell on the road, and immediately a small puddle appeared on the road; They fell to the roof, and the rain fell from the roof along the window. I seem to see water pipes falling from the sky.
One day, I was sitting in my father's car when it suddenly rained heavily. The heavy rain soon blurred our vision, and the wipers didn't work. My father had to drive very slowly. We are surrounded by rain, but I am happy because I like rain.
After the heavy rain, the air is fresh. I like to wear rain boots, step into puddles and splash. It feels good.
I usually like riding a bike. After the rain, I like to ride my bike into a puddle and wash the wheels. I was very excited when riding in a puddle, as if I were flying.
When it's raining, I think of Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. I think Du Fu wrote this poem because he likes spring rain as much as I do.
Spring rain composition 450 words 5 finally look forward to the moist and silent spring rain. "Spring rain is as expensive as oil" is not only the yearning for life of vibrant plants on the earth, but also the extravagant demand for health of energetic people.
Get up in the morning, first open the window to see the weather today, oh! It is raining. I can't help but say. The earth was dressed in soft new clothes by this elf, and everything seemed so quiet and comfortable. This may be the most beautiful morning in spring. Fine "fog" (you can only call it that, because you can't see raindrops) is sprinkled on the ground. The branches of the trunk become watery; The small dust on the ground has become much more peaceful; The children's little faces are cuter because the rain has wet their hair. ...
Looking up, I can't see a drop of rain, not a trace of wind. This rain and fog, like a free massager given to us by the earth, fell on our faces, saying it was itchy, saying it was nothing, saying it was wet but not wet … vaguely. This is the second health care product in the world that is not available!
Chunyu accompanied us all the way to school. The campus in the rain and fog looks cleaner and more lively. As soon as I entered the door, two rows of newly sprouted willows were like naughty children, and the yellow and green leaves wet by the rain seemed to say to us, "Good morning!" " "Look at those children who come on duty early, and they are still doing a lot of work while playing in the rain and fog. The children sitting in the classroom want to poke their heads out to see if it is raining heavily. They can play with water after class.
For a moment, I felt that everyone in our campus was playing with the light rain and fog in the sky. Although it can't be so hearty, we also have great ambitions to moisten the earth. As long as we work hard, there will be a warm spring blooming!
Just after beginning of spring, the earth immediately took off its silver clothes and put on its green clothes. What a vibrant scene. The growth of flowers and trees is naturally inseparable from the moisture of rain. This year, the spring rain came just in time.
"poop-poop, poop-poop", accompanied by the crisp footsteps of the spring rain, she came leisurely. Naughty raindrops are dancing happily on our white and tender faces, oh! It is really comfortable. Some raindrops simply crossed their heads, came to the sideburns, grabbed a strand of hair and slipped down at once. Plump ones can also slide and fall freely into clothes and blend in; But if you lose weight, you have to stay in your hair forever.
Countless raindrops hit the street, and they cleaned it with their short lives, saving the cleaners a lot of effort. Soon, the land returned to its proper color, shining black and fascinating. I took the bicycle key, accompanied by my lovely bicycle, and rushed into the rain curtain with laughter all the way. My clothes are wet, countless raindrops are coming at me, and I feel unprecedented happiness. I stepped on the pedal hard and let the raindrops run freely. At the corner, I stopped the car involuntarily. Originally, I saw a piece of snow that hasn't melted yet. I stepped forward and touched it gently. What an overbearing season! I have stayed for so long, but I still don't want to leave. It's still raining, and my speed has slowed down, feeling the beauty of spring. The grass is greeting me, everything is so far away, so dreamy, as if in a dream.
Spring rain, breathtaking beauty, walking in the rain, don't have some fun. The beauty of nature will also be shown to us one by one. ...
Spring rain composition 450 words 7 "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens", a spring rain falls and everything is born on the earth. From the winter in the snowy forest to the Spring Festival in Vientiane, everything is beautiful and gorgeous!
Spring rain is no fiercer than summer rain, no deeper than autumn rain and no colder than winter rain. Spring rain has its own unique characteristics. It comes to the earth with hope. After the earth was bathed by the spring rain, it gave off a wisp of fragrance and diffused. The river was slapped by the spring rain and rippled.
Growing up, I have a special feeling for the spring rain. Sometimes, there will be a light rain, a small spring rain gently slaps on people's faces, cool and soft, and accepting the baptism of spring rain to the fullest seems to make people forget all their misfortunes. Crystal clear water drops hung on the leaves and roots, reflecting dazzling light when the rain stopped and the sun rose. This can't help but make people feel that every spring rain is a wonderful poem, praising the vitality and change of spring. I remember when I was a child, someone asked me, "Which season do you like the rain best all the year round?" I always say without hesitation: "I like spring rain!" " "
After the first spring rain, the flowers became colorful, and the spring breeze set them off, showing the profusion of spring flowers. After being bathed in rain, the red flowers are as bright as burning; White flowers, like elegant poets, are bathed in rain, emitting a faint fragrance. After the spring rain, they became messengers of spring.
Now, I am bathed in the spring rain, enjoying the most beautiful and promising gift given by nature-spring rain.
I like the spring rain, its natural beauty, its colorful pictures, its lingering and warm attitude … everything.
Full of spring, charming spring and intoxicating sunshine; The spring rain is continuous and colorful, which makes people love.
If someone asks me now, "Which season of rain do you like best all the year round?" I will still answer without hesitation: "Spring rain!"
I like all kinds of rain. Summer rain is impatient, winter rain is cold, and autumn rain is cool. My favorite is the spring rain, which is cool and gives people a refreshing feeling.
Spring rain is the most common. Look, like cow hair, like needles, like filaments. Densely woven into diagonal corners, nourishing the earth and gestating everything. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. "This song is not only about the beauty of spring rain, but also about its beauty.
Whenever I am in a bad mood, I stand by the window and stare at the spring rain in front of me quietly, and my mood will get better, because I feel like God.
It seems that God is crying for me, so I want to be happy so that God won't be sad any more.
The lingering peach blossom in the spring rain, like a blooming little girl, walks with a smile and is full of hope for the future. The tree hugging it is like a strong young man with steel arms and waist, leading us forward!
You-continuous spring rain, everything in the world has left your footprints: grass, flowers, trees ... The grass where you left your footprints is soft, the seedlings are green, and the winter jasmine comes from Huang Chengcheng. ...
In the continuous spring rain, I can always see swallows playing in the air as if enjoying themselves. However, the swallows have flown away, and the rain is still falling, which adds a little more beauty to spring.
I love the continuous spring rain, not because it is chic and beautiful, but because it moistens everything.
Although Chunyu's 450-word 9 composition has long been in beginning of spring, the cold wind is still biting. My little hands are red with cold, my face hurts from the wind, and my words are shaking. When I breathe, white gas comes out of my mouth.
Grandpa Sun seems to be tired of this weather, so he got into the clouds and slept, and never came out. The sky without the sun is like a veil. Gradually, dark clouds are gathering, the sky becomes gloomy, and every cloud is as heavy as falling.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "It's raining, it's still snowing …" When I was doing my homework, I suddenly looked up and saw the rain line passing through the window. I flew out to see Princess Rain. Sure enough, she also brought a group of snow girls. "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic-"Princess Rain and Snow sang a sweet song and floated down from the sky hand in hand.
I reached out to pick up Snow Girl, and Snow Girl landed in my palm. After a while, there was only a little water left in my palm. I think: Snow Girl must be more willing to throw herself into the embrace of nature. So I retracted my hand.
Rain and snow have super powers in their clear and transparent hearts: they nourish everything, water fields and surprise us. They tapped the young tree gently to make it no longer thirsty; They are gently sprinkled on the petals to wash away the soil on the flowers; They gently drip into our hearts and penetrate into our hearts with their transparent bodies. ...
The rain stopped singing. After the rain, the world became full of vitality, and the magnolia flowers on campus seemed to wake up, showing a shy smile. At this time I smelled a moist and fresh smell, so I closed my eyes and felt it carefully. This is probably the taste of spring!
10 in the afternoon, the southeast wind blew. In a short time, it was much darker and there were fewer pedestrians on the road.
It's raining, yes, the expensive spring rain has begun to rain!
By the roadside, flowers are desperately sucking the water of life. As if to drink it all at once. The spring rain "dripped" into the soil, awakening the grass that had been sleeping for a long time. Under the gentle caress of the spring rain, he poked his little green head out from under the soil. The asphalt road is also having fun with Miss Chunyu! Every household has installed a drainage pipe. Seeing that the younger brother on the road is so friendly with Chunyu, he is also trying to spit out the raindrops that he sucked in! I also took a good bath at the telephone pole on the roadside, but I was very happy! There is a vague figure coming towards the experimental primary school on the road, so familiar! That's the math teacher! He left in such a hurry that he forgot to bring rain gear and brush the raindrops from his hair. Those raindrops are so clear. Everyone says that teachers are silkworms and candles. I want to say that teachers are like spring rain. They nourish the flowers of our motherland without asking for anything in return. Isn't this the quality of spring rain? Teacher, you have worked hard! I looked at the distant figure of the math teacher and thought deeply. The rain gradually weakened. It stopped soon.
Flowers, grass and other plants have absorbed precious milk and are more refreshed, as if to say to people, "Spring rain is really good!" " "The asphalt road is wet like spilled oil. Grandfather Sun's smiling face appeared in the sky again, so brilliant and happy. It is also accompanied by a bit of wind, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. The scenery after the rain is no less than that in the rain. How beautiful!
People love spring, but they prefer spring rain, because she is the messenger of spring and the fairy in the eyes of crops!
I love the messenger of spring-spring rain!
Spring rain composition 450 words 1 1 "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. " Spring rain dedicates life to nourish flowers and trees, bringing infinite vitality to the earth.
Look, it's shaped like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament ... fluttering and coming to the world. How small its figure is, but how great its contribution is.
There is also a spring rain of love in our hearts, that is, maternal love. She taught us to say the first sentence; It was she who led us to take the first step; It is her ... maternal love that waters our young hearts and makes us grow up healthily.
There is another spring rain in my life-teacher love. The teacher's love for us can't be expressed in simple words. She leads us to swim in the ocean of knowledge. She cheered with us when we were happy; When we are sad, we have her mother's comfort; She guided us patiently when we meditated. She looked forward to it wholeheartedly. The teacher's love makes us grow up happily.
What nourishes us is love for our motherland. Our country is getting richer every day; Our campus becomes more and more beautiful every day; Make our life better. It is precisely because of the care of the motherland that we can grow up healthily and happily.
Ah! Let it rain, let it rain ... let us young seedlings greedily suck your nectar and grow up day by day. One day we will become a leafy tree and dress up the motherland's tomorrow more beautifully.
Spring Rain Composition 450 words 12 Spring returns to the earth, everything sprouts, and my favorite spring rain is coming!
Listen, a spring thunder sounded. Look, the Flash sent a beautiful dance with their speed and passion, which made people see things in a blur.
At this time, the most powerful goddess appeared. She kept waving her arms to keep Yunbao gathering. When all the cloud babies gather together, they overlap, crowd and breathe. They were all squeezed and shed sad tears.
The spring rain is coming! The drizzle covers the earth like smoke and gauze, making it look picturesque. The drizzle moistens the willow, which wakes up, softens its branches and spits out buds as big as rice grains; The breeze blows the Buddha statue, swaying gently, like a group of fairies in gauze skirts dancing. Birds also flapped their wings, sang songs on the willow branches and sang the praises of spring happily. Yingchun can't help smiling and bathing in joy. The drizzle caressed the green grass, and the grass shook off the ground not to be outdone, covering the earth with a furry green dress.
Look at the eaves, drop by drop like broken beads. Rain flower splashed on the stone and gathered into a clear stream, flowing quietly.
"Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and it moistens things silently." I love spring breeze, and I love spring rain even more, because it is a gift from God and a reward from nature. It nourishes the dry land and awakens the sleeping life.
Spring Rain Composition 450 words 13 Spring, in the melting of winter snow, in the germination of buds, in the light singing of birds, naturally comes.
Winter has gone, with its anger and cold, and left this world overnight.
In the early morning, there is a thin layer of fog floating in the sky, like a spring girl's silk, draped over the world and wrapped in the warmth of the world crushed by cold. This is the first morning, the first spring morning.
Gradually, thin raindrops floated in the sky, falling from a height like catkins, floating in the air and stroking the ground again. This is a nourishing touch, just like a kind mother caressing a beautiful baby and gently stroking her heart.
The earth is also like a naughty baby, greedily enjoying the care of the spring rain, like waking up instead of waking up, like dream a dream, but it should not be called by spring, that is, not letting everything recover. In spite of this, the spring rain still calls the earth gently, making him wake up from hibernation, changing the monotonous pure white into colorful flowered clothes, and making his frosty and vicissitudes face smile.
Looking around, the mountains seem to be wrapped in a layer of pale green gauze, and it seems that a huge vitality is bound under the surface and gushes out all the time. The drizzle is still floating, like cotton thread, with transparent curtains hanging on the skylight, and the background of the curtains is the mountains that are full of vitality. I don't know if it's an illusion or a fairyland.
A light green trickle flows from heaven to the world, bringing the most beautiful spring to the world.
No, this is not a fairyland, it is a symbol of the flow of life, and it is a representative of vitality. In spring, you are the master of green, and you are the breeder of life. Rain, you are the catalyst of green, and you are the vitamin of life. Spring and rain, it's you, let > have such a wonderful chapter in the monotonous cycle of the four seasons; It is you who make life prosperous in your busy life.
Thank you, Chun. Thank you, Yu. It is you who play the strong voice of world life.
Spring Rain Composition 450 words 14 The cold winter has quietly left, and the spring girl came to our side unconsciously with light steps. It was early spring evening and it was raining all the time.
After finishing my homework, I was bored and suddenly attracted by it.
I ran to the window and looked out. On a whim, I opened the window and fiddled with my hands in the rain. Slowly, I think it's different from the summer rain. Not as violent and heavy as the rain in summer. Very soft, very soft, very small, making people feel very comfortable.
Is this spring rain? I looked at it puzzled. Does spring start so soon? It is soft, so soft that you can't feel the water hitting you; It is dense, as dense as a piece of cotton cloth woven by spring silkworms; It is so small that you can hold it with one fingertip.
Through the thin screen window, a faint fragrance came to my nose, and I couldn't help being intoxicated. Although the spring rain is small, it is dense, drop by drop, bringing people the necessity of life and news. Watching, I was there, turning myself into a soft light rain. I quickly fell from the clouds, danced gracefully, flew to the earth with the wind, and threw myself into the embrace of the earth. I smiled at people and told them with my companions: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! " I fell into the lake, stirred up beautiful crystal water, spread the waterline, and gave people beautiful enjoyment.
I woke up slowly and continued to watch the rain. Hello, Miss Chun!
Rain is an angel sent by God. It flew to the fields, the earth, the branches and the roof with thunderous cheers, bringing moisture to the earth and reviving all the plants in the fields and the earth. What a beautiful spring rain.
Rain is a poem, and spring rain is a poem about spring. Line by line, it falls rapidly from the white clouds, scrambling to fill the vacant words in the poem.
The spring rain fell and stopped on the branches. The branches sprouted and stopped on the ground. Grass and red flowers grew on the earth, stopping in the fields, writing a new chapter for nourishing fertile soil, stopping on the roof, cleaning the long-term filth, and stopping outside the window, adding a natural rain curtain to the home. What a beautiful spring rain!
Rain is a beautiful picture. Spring rain is as fine as a feather, flying between heaven and earth, so carefree and free to fly.
The painting of spring rain seems illusory and unreal. It is a natural landscape painting, with shallow white, new green buds shining, and the bare earth becomes colorful, releasing colorful light, making the world more beautiful. What a beautiful spring rain!
Rain is real life. The spring rain keeps going. How playful! Flying into the crevices, hitting the windows, sometimes touching the sprouts, and sometimes cleaning the doors and windows.
Where the spring rain passes, it becomes wet everywhere, and where the spring rain stays, it becomes a vibrant scene everywhere. What a beautiful spring rain!
Rain is still a song, and spring rain is a sweet tune. It awakens sleeping animals and buried seeds. Under the singing of the spring rain, a fresh life was born.
Spring rain drew beautiful notes and sang beautiful music on the staff woven by electric wires, and awakened lives woke up one by one! What a beautiful spring rain!
Spring rain is a poem, a painting, a real life and a beautiful song!