1: Rainbow after rain
However, after a while, the rain gradually became smaller. The rain hasn't stopped yet, but the drums have gradually slowed down, the wind has gradually subsided and the clouds have gradually dispersed. Slowly, slowly, the more sunshine, the less rain. Finally, around six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun tore up the sky, the rain stopped and the dark clouds dispersed. I see a beautiful rainbow bridge in the blue sky. One end is at sea, and the other end is in whose yard, which attracts everyone's attention.
Everyone came out, got together, breathed the humid air after the rain, and praised in unison: Ah! What a beautiful rainbow!
I saw that at the beginning, the rainbow was faint and foggy, gradually brightened, and the dividing line between colors gradually became clear. What a beautiful seven-color rainbow bridge!
Not long after, a faint rainbow appeared on the rainbow bridge, looming. After that, it gradually became clear, but it soon faded. Moreover, the first root gradually faded, and finally broke from the middle, and the fracture became bigger and bigger, and gradually disappeared.
According to old neighbors, this colorful rainbow, especially the double rainbow, rarely appears in Shanhaiguan.
I like rainbows after rain.
Rule number two: I like rainbows after rain.
The most beautiful and strong
"Ding Dong Ding Dong" the rain stopped, as if announcing the end of war and wind and rain. Yes, there is a rainbow in the sky. It grew up in the wind and rain and became brave. After countless storms, it looks dazzling in the sun, as if my heart has grown up.
At first, Xin Wei was so small, but now it has grown into a big tree. It was once scarred and uprooted. However, everything on the earth has not chosen to give up, but to persist, because, although efforts may not be successful, giving up is bound to fail.
Life is destined to be full of difficulties. How can we get away with it in the face of difficulties? Growth is a door of leaves. There must be twists and turns on the road to growth, which cannot be parallel lines. But in the face of difficulties, learning to be strong is the best way. Learning to be strong will eventually become a beautiful rainbow hanging in the sky and reach this dream paradise.
Rainbow has many colors, and each color is a kind of life. In the face of difficulties, it is not to escape, but to rush. Everyone has to experience it, just like a rainbow after rain, growing up in the wind and rain and having the most beautiful power! ! ! ! ! !
-The deepest memory
Chapter 3: Rainbow after Rain
Friend, what do you think is the most beautiful scenery? Maybe you will say it's the Red Leaves Xiangshan, the magnificent sea and the mirror-like West Lake … but I think the most beautiful scenery is after the rain.
I was sitting on a stool and writing when it suddenly started to rain. Raindrops ride the wind and fall on the leaves, rustling; Falling on the ground, shaking a ripple ... chirping birds. "Ji Ji ... as if to say," Too bad, too bad! "
After a while, the rain stopped. The messenger of the rain went away quietly, and only one drop of rain bead proved that it had been here. Small flowers are full of small drops of water; On the lotus leaf, rain beads roll on it, like glittering pearls rolling on a jasper plate; The birds also cried excitedly. The plants drank enough water and were all in high spirits. Pushing open the window, a breath of fresh air came face to face. The earth was washed spotless, and everything was washed clean. There are even some small water droplets on the spider web. From a distance, it looks like a bead curtain, which is very beautiful!
Rain, purifying the air and washing everything, is a great hero, and the scenery after rain is also the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen.
In the early morning, the sky is very cloudy and the dark clouds all over the sky are very dark. Pedestrians in the street walk very slowly. It seems that everyone's mood is suffocated by this dark cloud. At this moment, raindrops as big as beans poured down, and the soil on the ground was stirred up by raindrops. The air is filled with the smell of soil, pedestrians in the street are hiding everywhere, and the doors of shops are crowded with people who take shelter from the rain. In a short time, the town was completely washed away by the heavy rain.
The rain has gradually stopped, and people seem to have not got rid of their heavy hearts and walked casually on the road. Suddenly, a ray of sunshine shone through the clouds, illuminating the distant green hills. The sky is gradually clearing up, and a rainbow hangs quietly on the horizon, spanning the distant green hills. The dazzling colors are particularly fresh against the green hills, just like a fairyland on earth. At this time, pedestrians on the street also slowly stopped and looked at the rainbow on the horizon, talking and laughing, as if the rainbow had brought them full of hope. The seven-color rainbow composed of "red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple" seems to represent the ups and downs of life, and everyone seems to be savoring it. Listen to the old man: there are two beautiful Tianchi lakes on both sides of the rainbow, and the fairy in the sky shuttles between the two beautiful Tianchi lakes through this rainbow bridge. Perhaps it is this rainbow bridge that connects two beautiful things, which makes people have infinite reverie and makes everyone who sees it full of hope.
The sky gradually cleared up, the warm sunshine shone on the whole town, the rainbow slowly disappeared, and the footsteps of pedestrians in the street accelerated. Everyone was infected by the rainbow after the rain, and a rainbow smile appeared on his face. After the storm, everything was quiet. After the dark clouds cleared, the sky was still bright and everything was brand new. A beautiful rainbow was set up, like a successful bridge, and his heart was filled with joy. The rainbow is always in the blue sky after the storm, just like my sky.
When I was a child, I had a strong interest in painting. In primary school, art class was my only expectation every day. At last, the art teacher said, "This time our school is going to hold an art exhibition, so please take out the paintings that you think are good." "Oh!" The students cheered and a picture was given to the teacher. Of course, I quickly took out my best painting and handed it over. A colorful painting caught the teacher's eye. I looked up at the teacher with anticipation, but only my endless tears were waiting for me, and my painting was eliminated.
Looking at this painting, my eyes are full of tears again. Finally, tears fell on the painting and penetrated the drawing paper. Why? Why? Dark clouds covered my blue sky and it began to rain.