Kiss the rain
The ancients praised the beauty of nature, and they all loved romance. But I like to rain alone.
Rain includes Mao Mao rain, sparse rain, shower, rainstorm, heavy rain, light rain, rainy day, rainy day, lewd rain, good rain, dense rain, misty rain, Mao Mao rain, apricot rain, Huang Meiyu rain, bean flower rain, mulberry rain, downpour and timely rain. Rain has a different feeling in everyone's eyes.
The most touching thing is the spring rain. She is so gentle and warm, walking in the drizzle together, it is easy to fall into a romantic atmosphere.
Nothing is more pleasant than the rain in summer. She came so suddenly and enthusiastically, washed her mind in the torrential rain, and the irritability and block in her chest were swept away.
There is nothing more chic than autumn rain. She is so elegant and relaxed. If you meditate leisurely in the misty rain, you will feel the charm of mature life.
The heaviest thing is the winter rain. She is so cold and sad. Looking back in the drumming shower will remind you of the past melancholy and the beautiful night of attachment.
I like shopping in the rain. The dense raindrops dispersed the noise, noise and desolation of the metropolis, so the narrow streets in the past suddenly became wide and long; The faint raindrops washed away the dust, filth and impurities in the street center, so everything gradually showed a bright and pure luster, greener and redder, and better looking. Handfuls of colorful umbrellas, like slim girls, adorn the streets with various customs.
I prefer traveling in the rain. The solemn green hills turned out to be charming, and the dark green water seemed so gentle. The jungle became wet and the stone steps became light. Seeing clouds in the rain is unpredictable, just like life is unpredictable; Boating in the rain for fun, far and near are hazy, and people are in poetry.
On rainy days, it's better to hide in a small building, hide in a humble room, make friends with three or five friends, or have tea to catch up, talk about the wind, talk about heroes and legends, and talk about the absurdity of the world; Or listen to the string in the rain, Jiangnan style music theory, big strings and small strings are intentional.
The rain without friends is pleasant, sitting alone under the window listening to the rain and reading, reading poems and songs, reading good novels, such as bathing in spring rain, drinking old wine and seeing the truth. Or worried, frowning and sighing, crying for the ancients; Or beaming, long-cherished wish, get eternal friends.
I am predestined friends with the rain, because many strange ideas germinate in the rain; I am destined for rain, and many wonderful stories have changed because of my sensitive heart.
As soon as the white soft gauze left, Miss Chun came to the world in colorful skirts. To celebrate the arrival of spring, Miss Chun sent out many invitations and invited her good friends to her party. No, Sister Chun Yu came to earth as soon as she received Miss Chun's invitation.
Listen, "Ding-dong Ding-dong", this is a beautiful song from Sister Chunyu's voice, which awakens withered flowers and trees, hibernating animals and mother earth. The spring rain is as fine as a needle tip, intertwined and sprinkled on the earth, nourishing everything.
The spring rain is still falling, and the crisp song is getting louder and louder. You see, the spring rain is like a string of pearls with broken lines. Raindrops fell gently on the flowers, and the flowers smiled comfortably and brightly. Moistened by the spring rain, red, yellow, purple and white flowers are more vivid and beautiful. A pearl-like raindrop on the petals seems to be a beautiful jewelry given to the flowers by the spring rain. The flowers nod and smile in the drizzle, as if thanking the spring rain. The spring rain caressed the grass again, and the grass enjoyed the bath comfortably and turned green. Urged by the spring rain, they grew up hand in hand. Look, the willows are happily tidying their braids! Braids are spotless by the spring rain, like jade. The willow waved its braid in the rain as if thanking the spring rain.
"sasha vujacic ..." The spring rain is still coming. Looking at the spring rain that moistens everything, I seem to see the fields. In the field, crops are sucking the dew of spring to their heart's content. I seem to see the crops grow taller, greener and more energetic after the baptism of spring rain. I seem to see the smiling faces of farmers' uncles, as if telling us that this year will be another bumper year!
The rain gradually stopped, and a green world came into my eyes: the grass was green, standing together; Willow trees combed their freshly washed hair in the breeze. They smiled and looked happy. Looking at the beautiful world in front of me, I can't help reciting a poem: Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Spring has come, and every corner of the earth is full of the breath of spring.
On campus, there are beautiful Lu elephants everywhere in spring. The willows draw out thin willows and decorate them with yellowish leaves; The grass grew with the fragrance of the earth, and clusters of bright green flowers stretched themselves, yawned and leaned out their little heads; The children took off their heavy winter clothes and put on light and bright spring clothes; Birds fly out of the house and sing beautiful songs, telling us that spring is coming!
Spring has really come. In the pond, in the fields, in the sky, everywhere is full of vitality. The scenery of nature has also become colorful. On a sunny day, the warm sunshine shines on the body and the soft spring breeze blows on the face, which is both warm and comfortable; On rainy days, spring thunder explodes from time to time, which is both thrilling and exciting.
The scenery in spring is so beautiful that people's mood is even better in spring. I have been bending all winter, my back is straight, and my cheerful smile is full of hope. The park is full of excitement again. Young people who take pictures, old people who fish and children who catch insects are all intoxicated in the embrace of nature and linger on.
People are busier in spring. As the saying goes, a year's plan lies in spring. You see, in the streets of the city, busy figures shuttle back and forth, and farmers sow the seeds of hope in the fields of the countryside. On the wall of the classroom, there is a curriculum for the new semester. There are many fruits of knowledge in the new book waiting for us to collect.
I love spring. I like to smell the flowers, see the new green of the trees and listen to Xiao Wu's songs. I love spring because it is full of vitality and new hope!