1. The summer rain is passionate, showing off boundless power, surging forward, spreading an irrepressible enthusiasm, lingering on the flowers, plants and trees, and washing the sky and the earth.
2. "Bah, bah, bah", the big raindrops fell straight down, without the help of the wind, the rain came with the same momentum, just like the bullets falling from the sky, so fast, so Fierce, oh, this is the long-awaited rain, finally coming with momentum in anticipation, the first rain of summer!
The thunder and lightning, the noisy rain, are like a natural concert, releasing the depression that has been suppressed for too long. At the beginning, the raindrops fell bravely from the sky one by one, like an overture to music. The raindrops pitter-pattered on the road, kicking up some smoke and dust. The road that had not rained for a long time was so dry. The raindrops fell one after another, like Splashes of water splashed on the road, but they were connected together in a very short time; the raindrops hit the flowers and grass, the sound was clearer, and the flowers and plants shook their heads excitedly. How long have they been looking forward to this rain bath! Then the sound of rain became louder and louder, the wipers swiped down faster and faster, and soon they formed a line. There was still no wind. The rain hung down like a curtain, getting denser and denser, like raindrops. Only the sound of thunder and rain can be heard in the sky and the earth, and the weather is getting darker, but in order to highlight the magnificence of this natural movement? The rainwater on the ground gathered into streams, the streams gathered into rivers, and the rivers merged into shallow ponds. The rain was falling, dripping freely, but because people had been waiting for so long and it had been accumulating for so long, this eruption happened?
Gradually, the sky lit up little by little, the thunder became thinner, the huge explosion could no longer be heard, and the lightning became weaker and weaker. The drizzle of rain turned into a bead curtain again, and the sound of rain became clear again. It seemed that the music had changed from excitement to gentleness. Yes, the passion accumulated in my heart had surged out, just like the waves of the sea. , but as the tide surges, the strength recedes little by little. The ground was already covered with a layer of water, and the raindrops made ripples on the water, but before they had time to disperse, they were washed away by another one. In the increasingly bright weather, the fog is still thick, but it is much lighter. The sky is wet, the houses are wet, and the flowers, plants and trees are wet.
The rain is still falling, and it keeps falling. The rain that has been held in for too long has finally fallen. Why not have fun once again?