Introduction: Spring rain, the essence of spring, is given silently without saying anything in return. Below are some beautiful sentences about spring rain that I brought to you. I hope you like them!
1. Pictures of beautiful sentences describing spring rain
2. Beautiful sentences describing spring rain
1. Raindrops are sprinkled like pearls. There were ripples on the calm water of the river. The clever fish jumped out of the water as if to suck the crystal water drops.
2. The spring rain is like silk, light and thin, like a wet smoke, shapeless and silent, gently moisturizing the earth.
3. Slowly and slowly the rain became heavier and heavier, and gradually it became a curtain of water that filled the air. Everything was invisible and people seemed to be floating in a white world. The rain rushes into the arms of Mother Earth. The spring rain falls on the flower ground to provide sufficient moisture for the flower seeds so that they can add a new green to the world as soon as possible; the spring rain falls on the fields and the wheat seedlings greedily suck the sweet milk; the spring rain falls on the flowers, and the flowers look particularly delicate... < /p>
4. The spring rain fell hazy, carrying wisps of spring breeze. The spring rain is thin and dense, and the mountains, trees and houses in the distance are hazy, as if they are immersed in a mist. The spring rain looks like mist, but not mist, like lines, not lines, like tangible and invisible... From a distance, the hazy spring rain looks like silk floating in the air. Looking up close, the spring rain looks like petals scattered by the goddess, dripping on the ground, rustling on the trees and houses. Falling on the green flower ground, the earth has been thirsty all winter and opens its big green mouth to greedily suck the sweet rainwater.
5. The overflowing rivers overflow with the red dust, slide down on the desolate plateau, roll down along the spirituality of the water, pass through the eyes of music, and turn into drops of spring rain.
6. I couldn’t wait to rush into the rain and found that the spring rain was as light and thin as silk. I can't hear the pitter-patter sound and can't feel the dripping rain. It just feels like wet smoke gently moisturizing the earth and people's hearts.
7. The raindrops are very thin and soft, like the catkins floating in the spring time, like the silver threads spun by countless silkworm mothers, and like the light yarns spun by artificial people. The strands are lingering.
8. The spring rain comes from the sky. The mud comes from the earth. I come from the music of the spring rain. The spring rain carefully waters the earth, so the willow trees turn green and the peach blossoms bloom. The birds sing happily. All things are in the spring breeze. As the ancient poem praises, I woke up under the caress of the spring rain and grew under the nourishment of the spring rain: The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crispy flowers, which look far away but are not.
9. The drizzle fell quietly and silently, like the silver threads spit out by countless silkworm ladies. Thousands of filaments ripple in the air, and the long veil covers the dark fields.
10. In February and March, the breeze gently blew the drizzle from the sky.
11. The spring rain washes away the remnants of winter. All things wake up under the caress of the spring breeze and grow under the nourishment of the spring rain. What a magical spring rain. It is hazy and clear. It puts a misty gauze on all things, and it washes all things fresh and bright. My mood seemed to have been cleaned and polished by the rain, and a bright and cheerful feeling was growing.
12. Clouds gathered in the sky, playing and babbling, jumping into the arms of Mother Earth.
13. After a heavy rain, a picturesque scene appeared on the earth: after the little flower absorbed this "nutritional water", it transformed from a weak and sick old man into an energetic young man; After this "timely rain", the pear blossoms also grew snow-white pear blossoms, which made it popular among people; and the dry wicker branches were covered with patches of green "long hair". With this "; Long hair", he was praised by many poets: "; I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors."
14. The shining spring rain is like a group of innocent dolls in the layer The dark mountains in the distance, the pink peach blossoms, the tender green poplars and the soft willow branches nearby are all shrouded in this boundless net. This net is a gauze cover woven by the spring girl's skillful hands. Between heaven and earth and in the mountains.
15. Dark clouds rolled in from the sky, and in an instant, heavy rain fell from the sky.
16. The spring rain is so noisy! The birds chirped and flew from the treetops to the eaves, and then flew noisily from the eaves to the telephone poles. You talked and I shouted to each other to convey the joy that the spring rain brought to them. The young trees also stretched their waists and danced with the breeze, and their bright yellow and emerald green dresses danced gracefully. The willow trees next to them also swung their long hair and sang "Hua Hua" songs, telling each other what the spring rain had brought to them. Cheer and joy!
17. It rained. Raindrops fell from the sky. The rainwater swirled on the roof and fell from the eaves. Mother Earth sucked the spring rain. The little flowers and flowers straightened their backs. The patter of spring rain brought joy to the earth.
18. Spring rain is the "fireworks" of the world. Because of her arrival, we take off our thick cotton jackets; because of her arrival, we feel warm; because of her arrival, we no longer feel fatigue.
19. The spring rain is as light and soft as silk. You can’t hear the pattering sound, nor can you feel the dripping rain. It just feels like wet smoke, shapeless and soundless, gently nourishing the earth and people. In my heart...
20. The spring rain comes from the sky, and the mud comes from the ground. I come from the musical call of the spring rain. The spring rain carefully waters the earth, so the willow trees turn green and the peach blossoms bloom. It's over, the birds are singing, all things wake up under the caress of the spring breeze, and grow under the nourishment of the spring rain, just as the ancient poem says: The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the colors of the flowers look far away but not close.
21. It rained. The rainwater on the ground sprinkled into the river, and the rainwater caused ripples on the river. The big trees suck the nutrients from the rain. Drops of crystal clear raindrops remained from the petals. The farmer uncle hurriedly sown the fields on the ground. After being irrigated by rainwater, small flowers grew. The rice is also growing, and the patter of spring rain brings joy to the earth.
22. The spring rain came to the flower field. Like a painter, the spring rain dyed the clusters of small flowers green. It painted the trees green and the flowers red. The flower field was a prosperous scene. But the spring rain It seems that the idea is still unfinished and suddenly the designer inlays the crystal clear pearls on the budding flowers. The flowers sway lightly in the spring breeze, like a girl singing and dancing, and the air is filled with a refreshing sweet fragrance. It is really breathtaking. My mood suddenly brightens!
23. Spring rain is a wonderful symphony. As the spring wind falls on the rain grate, you can only hear the sound of "pa... pa!"; when it falls on the stone, you sing "pa... pa!" "song"; falling on the eaves and making the sound of "dong...dong!" When these sounds came together, even Beethoven and Liszt were full of praise and called Chunyu their teacher and a great musician of nature. .
24. The raindrops are falling on the little flowers, and the flowers stick out their cute little heads, looking east and west; the raindrops are falling on the petals, and the flowers are smiling happily, and the colorful flowers are like It seems to be more beautiful, becoming more delicate; the raindrops fall on the willows, and the willows grow buds, and the breeze blows, like the little girl's braids shaking and floating; the raindrops fall on the roof, making a sound of "; The sound of "drip, drip, drip, drip" is as sweet and sweet as a symphony; the raindrops fall on the pond, and the water surface immediately splashes with small water splashes, and the ripples ripple around in circles, as if the water girl is tiptoeing. Standing on tiptoes, dancing ballet lightly...
25. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
26. The spring rain is as light and thin as silk, as if it is a kind of wet smoke that has no shape and no sound, gently moisturizing the earth.
27. With a sound of spring thunder, the precious oil-like spring rain also fell in patter, and the mountains and plains were shrouded in gauze-like rain and mist, fresh, moist, and picturesquely beautiful.
28. Rain sprinkles on the river, causing sparkling ripples to appear on the calm water. The clever little fish jumps and stirs up a wave, as if to suck the crystal raindrops; the rain seeps into the soil, and the wheat seedlings stretch out their green leaves and bear the shining rain and dew, really as green as willow branches; The little flower woke up, stretched out, and emerged from the ground with the breath of spring...
29. The spring rain fell slowly and fell to the earth like strands of silk. oh! Those are the drops of sweat shed by Miss Chun in a hurry. It quietly moistens the fertile soil and gently wakes up the sleeping flower doll. The little flower woke up and stretched out of the ground, dyeing the earth green. The spring rain is like a warm hand, caressing the flower doll like a mother, and the earth becomes greener and more vibrant.
30. Through the smoke-like spring gauze woven by the soft rain silk, I looked at the pedestrians holding umbrellas and hurriedly taking shelter from the rain, and couldn't help but think: Why hide? Let our bodies and minds feel the coolness brought by this spring rain. So I put away my umbrella and walked into the rain. The tiny raindrops hit my body, I didn't feel cold at all, only a kind and refreshing feeling.
31. The rain and mist filled the air, and the raindrops strung together into a big bead curtain, covering everything like smoke and clouds. The happy little swallow walked back and forth trying to cut off the rain curtain with its tail...
32. The spring rain fell in the wheat field, and the green wheat seedlings rubbed away the sleepy eyes; the spring rain fell in the pond, The ice in the pond melts; the spring rain falls in the woods, and the trees put on new green clothes; the spring rain falls on the flower lawn; the small flowers turn from yellow to green, green is fresh and cute, and everything is nourished by the spring rain Seems full of life.
33. The spring rain washes away the remnants of winter. All things wake up under the caress of the spring breeze and grow under the nourishment of the spring rain. What a magical spring rain. It is hazy yet clear. It puts a misty gauze on all things and washes all things fresh and bright. My mood also seemed to be washed and polished by the rain, and a bright and cheerful feeling grew.
34. The spring rain is continuous, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally.
35. There are small crystal clear water droplets on the leaves and petals. When you look closely, the water droplets seem to merge the heaven and the earth together. The earth is greener, the sky is bluer, and the sun shines on the small water droplets. The water droplets twinkle like little stars... Wherever the spring rain falls, it is full of life. It is true that "good rain knows the time and spring will happen. It sneaks into the night to moisten things silently with the wind."
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36. Dark clouds rolled over the sky, and in an instant, heavy rain fell from the sky.
37. After a few faint spring thunders in the early morning, it began to rain for the first time since spring. . Threads of rain slowly fell from the twilight sky, and layers of rain clouds covered the rising sun. After a while, the scenery in the distance was covered with mist. Although the rain did not stop after breakfast, it did not stop. The rain was still dripping. I picked up the umbrella and walked out of the house.
38. The spring rain fell like cow hair, like flower needles, like the soft hair of a spring girl... The rain was filled with mist. Pearls are strung together into a big bead curtain, covering everything like smoke and clouds; the spring rain is continuous, sprinkled on the leaves, rustling, and like silkworms devouring mulberry leaves; the spring rain is like thousands of silver threads, falling on the eaves, A stream of water drops fell from the eaves, like a beautiful bead curtain. The spring rain floated silently to the earth, nourishing the budding buds.
39. Silk raindrops fell from the sky. It is so small, and the rain curtain is so dense, covering the mountains with white gauze like cicada wings.
40. The rain in March is like countless small hands, playing on the keys of the forest leaves. A hymn of spring.
41. The spring rain fell like countless fine needles in every corner. I looked at the misty threads outside the window. The countless endless peaks are mesmerized by the beauty in the rain there!
42. The spring rain is like thousands of silver threads floating down from the sky, and the spring rain is like a beautiful bead curtain hanging in front of the house! , the spring rain is like an artificially spun yarn, lingering incessantly.
43. The overflowing rivers spill out of the world of mortals and slide down on the desolate plateau, rolling down through the eyes of music along with the spirituality of the water. Turned into drops of spring rain.
44. After a few misty spring rains, the mountains turned green, the water turned green, and the gurgling stream at the foot of the mountain became more and more swift and beautiful. The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green. The soft spring breeze warms the river.
45. The continuous spring rain dyes the earth green, and the soft spring breeze warms the river.
46. Winter is gone and spring is coming, and the willows are blooming. Green, the warm spring breeze blows the endless wheat fields green, ruffling the quietly flowing river water. The sweet spring rain is as light as a spider's silk, as thin as a needle, and as long as a thread. As winter goes and spring comes, the willows turn green. The warm spring breeze blows the endless wheat fields green and ruffles the quietly flowing river water. The sweet spring rain is as light as spider silk, as thin as a needle, and as long as a thread. Winter goes and spring comes, and the willows are green and warm. The spring breeze blows the endless green wheat fields and wrinkles the quietly flowing river water. The sweet spring rain is as light as spider silk, as thin as a needle, as long as a thread, and spreads to the earth as densely as a sieve.
47. The spring rain dyed the peach blossoms red, bleached the willow catkins, painted the mountain peaks green, and never expected that the spring scenery would be so full and brilliant. It seemed to fully absorb the emotions contained throughout the winter. was released.
48. As soon as you go out, a cool spring breeze blows in your face, carrying the smell of earthy flowers and a moist and fresh breath, which makes your whole body comfortable and your mind clear. After a night of rain, everything in the rain seemed to be completely new. The tall buildings far and near stand quietly with wet leaves and shiny green flowers that are eye-catchingly green as if they are decorated with diamonds and crystals.
49. The continuous spring rain is like flower needles and fine threads densely woven diagonally.
50. The patter of spring rain is like a beautiful song. The spring rain fell on the beautiful garden, and the colorful flowers bloomed one after another. The spring rain also fell on my delicate face, gently and softly, like a mother's hand stroking me, which was very comfortable.