It's a wonderful sight when it rains. Some people are ecstatic about this, some people are worried about it, and some people think that this is just an ordinary natural phenomenon and there is no feeling. However, this group of people still wrote these touching mood essays, which makes people sigh. Below, I have specially arranged the relevant content for everyone. Interested friends come and have a look!
Essay on rainy days (1)
When it rains, warm a pot of tea and gently pour it out.
Alleys in the rain are as sad and moving as cloves.
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Love Jiang Nanyu. In the sound, Chinese flowering crabapple flies with the sound of rain, walks in the wet rain and air with an oil-paper umbrella or a green hemp fiber and a hat, and then the heart is relieved and all complications disappear in the rain. There is only one heart and one body to put down and enjoy quietly in the rain.
Rainy days in April
April, light rain. The dormant insects gradually wake up in the light rain, and my heart gradually wakes up in the middle of spring when the residual red falls. The rain has penetrated into the heavens and the earth, and the windows are still closed, but there is the joy of spring. Hold a paper umbrella and walk in rainy days.
I saw in the rain that the dark green mountains were surrounded by gauze-like light smoke, winding water lingered in the lanes, and the rain moistened the streets, willows and bluestone tiles, and there were thousands of pearls. Let go of the heart, facilitate the integration of this rainy day, enjoy sadness and self-restraint.
Then write this rainy picture in an essay.
"I like the rain in Jianghuai best. The mountain curtain is still and I am tired of swimming. Half-city lotus is cold, spring is red, and plane leaves meet.
Thousands of beads fell, tears streamed down her face, and luling returned to the air in early spring. I don't remember when my youth was exhausted, but I remembered to stay in the rain. "
After reading the book, I read it again in a trance. It was slightly rainy in April, and the grass long warbler flew to Yurun Street. My heart is elegant and perfect when it rains slightly in April.
Cold and rainy days in September
In September, the rain is cold. Occasionally, the thunder is getting less and less, July is gone, and the autumn wind is brewing slightly. Yellow flowers roll, grass is thin, and water is lingering. Rain falls unconsciously, without the arrogance and shock of summer rain, so I wear a hat and walk in the rainy day of cinnamon season.
In rainy days, osmanthus smells all over the city, and in autumn, sunflower overflows Leng Xiang. The flowing water in the lane is ruthless, sending out fallen flowers, soaking city tiles in rain, bluestone road, raining on eaves, and the sound is empty. "Tick-tock" has been lingering in the deserted autumn streets for a long time, and the green flag also reflects cold green light. Relax, blend in with this rainy day, enjoy the peace of solitude, and your heart is quiet.
Then write this poem on a rainy day.
"The most like jianghuai rain. The water is ruthless and residual red. The drizzle of Indus accompanied the bumper harvest in China, and the dead leaves fell in the maple red.
Xiao Di, Pipa, Lin Ling, Rain and Autumn Festival. Lonely and lonely, when there is no owner, the heart is happy.
Rely on wangjiang alone. "
After reading the book, I read it again in a trance. On a cold rainy day in September, the flowers disappeared and the maple red rain soaked the tiles. And my heart, wandering in Leng Yue in September, is lonely but perfect.
Enjoy rainy days and quiet solitude.
Enjoy the rainy day and enjoy a little elegant sadness.
Enjoy the rainy day and enjoy a touching rhythm.
Enjoy rainy days and a lonely poem.
When enjoying the rainy day, warm a pot of green tea and pour it gently. Look at the streets in the rain.
Essay (2)
It is raining in Mao Mao again outside the window. Although it is small, it seems to be falling all the time. I seem to feel that the trees on the roadside have been washed again. The accumulated water in the street has formed large and small potholes.
Traveling in rainy days is my hobby. Although it's a bit strange, I have to admit that rainy days are very attractive to me. Of all the rainy days, rainy days with wind and cold air are my favorite. It's not a storm, just a little wind pressure, and the freshness of the air sucked into the nasal cavity. Unfortunately, this is the weather today. Simply pack your clothes, hold a small transparent umbrella and walk out the door.
Like a long-lost rainy day, a gift. The air is particularly sobering. Unexpectedly, cars coming and going in the street splashed. I don't like it, but I know it's inevitable. If you like rainy days, you must understand some of his shortcomings. Just like people who like sunny days, you should also understand the scorching sun.
On this hazy rainy day, I walked on the sidewalk washed by rain, which was particularly beautiful and clear. The sound of rain is out of tune with my slow pace. Probably because of the rainy weather, people who come and go are in an abnormal hurry, and probably many people have blocked their way of travel because of the rainy weather. That sense of disharmony has nothing to do with rainy days, but my joy in doing the opposite.
In some pits where water has accumulated, I saw the rain gradually falling on the water surface and the ripples were in full bloom. Ripples spread like slow motion, but soon dissipated. One ripple dissipates and the other ripples scatter in the water. As long as the rain doesn't stop, this short film of minority literature and art will never stop. This is a kind of joy that belongs to rainy days, but most of them don't care much. Only boring me will care about this moment.
Even though I knew there were many ripples, I didn't stop for them. Go to the lake and enjoy the hazy colors in the rain quietly. The rain gently brushed everything, but it seemed to cover everything with a layer of fog. In the haze, the water seems to form a fog. Looking at the lake, there are many ripples that I can't ignore. Probably because the previous paragraph walked away mercilessly, and this is what I left behind, which made them very anxious and kept performing this fantastic color.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the ripples are getting clearer and clearer, and my memory is getting clearer and clearer. I stood there, standing. It seems that I can hear the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella and feel the pressure from the cold wind. Gradually, the rain began to subside and even stopped soon. The whistle of the car brought me back to reality and I found myself standing for a long time. I probably understand that beautiful ripples are not born for me, not for any reason, but for rainy days.
There are always people who like rainy days, and there are always people who pay attention to the ripples in rainy days. As long as you are beautiful enough, someone will find you and appreciate you. You can even ignore these things, but you must know that you can't stop creating.
Essay 2 on rainy days, essay 1
The rain is so lovely, he is unknown and falls on the petals. Rain is an angel's pure heart. A person who likes rain not only sees the purity of rain, but also understands the beauty of rain.
It has been raining intermittently these days, which makes me feel much better.
When I came home from school, I waited for the bus at the station, watching the man come and go and observing everyone around me.
Some people may run in the rain without an umbrella and want to find a place to hide from the rain; Some people like to listen to the rain, stand there, close their eyes and listen carefully to the music played by the rain; Some people may like the feeling of raindrops hitting him, standing in the rain and letting raindrops beat him; Some people, when hiding from the rain, look at the sky from time to time and may think: Oh, my God! Would you please don't pour water down? ……
God may have heard that man's voice. Gradually, the rain stopped and there were more people in the street. They strive for their goals and work hard. ...
The rain moistened my heart and my eyes, and an unknown feeling hung over me. I obviously felt that I was shocked by her. I suddenly associate rain with a person's life course. When he was a child, he was so weak and full of fantasies. Then he grew up and did something vigorous. Later, when he was old, his life and soul quietly left the body with the beep of the heart rhythm machine. He ended his short life peacefully. The same is true of rain. When it landed on the ground, on people and on umbrellas, he also quietly ended his life, in exchange for a refreshing feeling.
I hope it rains every day. ...
Essay 2
Rain, pattering. It rained intermittently for several days after the 18th day of the first month. Until now. On rainy days, different people have different moods. For those who want to walk outside, rainy days are annoying. It's wet everywhere and it's not convenient to walk. For sad people, rainy days can make them cry freely and let the rain cover up their tears. Of course, for some people, there are more memories.
I was looking forward to it when it rained when I was a child. I still remember in primary school, when it rained heavily, my sisters and I didn't have to go home for dinner at noon. We would buy lunch boxes in the school cafeteria. At that time, the box lunch was for us to queue up in the canteen after the last class in the morning. After my sister prepares meals for the three of us, we will sit around the table in the classroom and have dinner and chat together. At that time, we were very happy, because it was a rare time to eat at school, and I also liked the atmosphere, so I was very happy when it rained. Later, my sister went to junior high school, and we never had the opportunity to sit around the desk like that, eat together and chat together. Up to now, it may be difficult to feel that way again, that simple, carefree and happy time.
When I grow up, it always reminds me of my simple feelings when I was a child.
Essay 3 on rainy days, essay 1
The rain for several days has brought me from the noise to peace, calmed my restless heart, calmed me down to daydream and chew my life carefully.
A quiet morning is nothing, a quiet day is enough. In the afternoon, sit down and hold a book quietly, without any other music. There is enough rain outside the window. This is the best piano sound on rainy days. Pure rain shuttles between the lines, looming, and the only feeling is the sound of ticking.
Silence is the most suitable for daydreaming. Silence can produce great power. Really, the heart is simple, and the world is simple. Silence makes people's hearts simple, and the world of thinking in silence is so simple?
It is still raining outside the window. Is the earth satisfied? If so, soak the withered bodies of the seedlings and let them regain their vitality. Looking at the lush green everywhere, people's hearts will be as sweet as honey, and they will have more mature thinking. Let them chew life carefully and let them feel the calm, joy and expectation brought by rainy days.
Let the rain, as soon as it falls, I have become a drop of rain.
Essay 2
Winter rain, at such a cold temperature, seems to be worse-it makes people feel uncomfortable!
It was raining outside that morning. When I was at school, I just went out and the cold air hit me. I feel like I'm freezing with the cold wind, and my face is cold. The sky is gloomy, and the mountains in the distance seem to be "surrounded" by water mist; Like water mist, the mountain is covered with a layer of gauze.
It's still raining in Mao Mao, falling lightly in the wind. The rain rustled on the leaves, masking other noises. I think: the rain in winter is not as fierce as the rainstorm in summer, and I feel much milder. Hit the face, nothing but coolness, which makes people feel like walking in the rain. All kinds of flowers and trees on the roadside are bathed in rain and are feeling the baptism of nature. The clouds in the sky are constantly changing, and the rain floating in the sky is also changing, from big to small. The sky is getting brighter and brighter, the rain is getting smaller and smaller, and the fog in the mountains doesn't seem to be as big as just now. Take off its white gauze and reveal its freshly washed green skirt. Flowers and leaves are covered with rain, like crystal dew.
If you want to ask me if I like rainy days, my answer is both yes andno. I like its beautiful scenery after rain. What I don't like is that I can't play games and activities outdoors on rainy days. This is how I feel.