Composition of Spring Rain Sasha Vujacic 1 Spring Rain Sasha Vujacic, as fine as an ox's hair, fluttering, floating to the fruit forest, lighting red peach blossoms, floating to the Woods, dyeing green treetops, spring rain Sasha Vujacic, spring rain Sasha Vujacic! This is a vivid and beautiful poem describing the spring rain. Not long ago, it rained, which made the earth full of vitality and everything revived. Spring rain has unparalleled charm, because after other rains, there is not much change, but after the spring rain, the earth becomes beautiful, the grass grows buds, the trees are full of leaves, the wildflowers are full of hills, the peach blossoms turn pink and the pear blossoms turn white.
Spring rain is silently dedicated to the earth and mankind. Isn't its noble character worth learning from each of us? How many poems and paintings have been produced because of the spring rain, and how many daydreams have been left for people because of the spring rain? Until today, I really realized the beauty of spring rain, the beauty of spring rain! It fell into the lake, like a peony in full bloom, like a flash in the pan. Wow, there is a rain flower on the lake. This beauty is beyond words.
Blink of an eye, it thanked! When I look at this unique and beautiful rain flower, I can't help reading it aloud: spring rain rustling, spring rain rustling, as fine as a feather, fluttering and spreading. ...
In a blink of an eye, the new year has come again. Spring girl came late lightly, and naughty doll rain quietly came to the world with Spring girl. "sasha vujacic," Spring Rain came to my compound. I opened the window and looked out. Rain falls from the sky like thousands of silk threads. In the garden, red, yellow, blue, orange and purple flowers are in full bloom. Green grass and trees greedily suck the nectar given to them by nature, and small flowers are not to be outdone, moistening themselves with dew and dressing themselves up. Flowers and trees dance in the wind and grow happily in the rain. "sasha vujacic," the spring rain came to Jiufeng Mountain, and the tourists who were climbing the mountain quickly put up their umbrellas. Perhaps this is a kind of etiquette given to people by God to show their welcome to the spring rain! The spring rain washed Jiufeng Mountain and seemed to help it take a cold bath. Birds chirp, as if to say hello to the spring rain. They sang loudly to welcome the arrival of the spring rain. The flowers and trees on the mountain are also brand-new and swaying in the breeze. I like spring, especially spring rain, because it adds a lot of vitality to spring!
Spring rain rustling composition 3 Spring rain sand, sand, sand is falling, it moistens everything, you see, the tree has sprouted, the grass has drilled a pointed head from the soil, the flowers have blossomed, and you see the beautiful scenery in front of you. I suddenly remembered two things.
I remember once, the piano teacher asked me to perform on stage. Because I was shy, I cried and refused to go up. At this time, my father kindly said to me: Hongyi, the more you dare to go up, the more you have to go up. Now that you have learned to play the piano, you will show your talent one day! Of course, showing your talents is not the most important thing. The important thing is that you should exercise your courage and beat yourself! After listening to my father's words, I bravely performed on stage.
Another time, I was going to take a piano lesson, so I didn't go because I didn't practice the music well and was afraid of being criticized by the teacher. Dad said sternly: you didn't practice well yourself, and you are responsible for the consequences. I still have to take piano lessons, because it will deepen my memory and won't make the same mistake again!
Dad's persuasive words moisten my heart like the rustle of spring rain. Since then, I have been particularly confident, and I am very serious and bold in everything I do.
Spring Rain Rustling Composition 4 Spring Rain Rustling, who are you talking to? Talk to people and tell them it's raining? Are you talking to stray animals, and hurry to hide from the rain? It's all wrong Rain is talking to all living things.
Look, the rain is talking to the flowers, "rustling, rustling!" " "Floating on the petals of the peach blossom rouge, rolling together, thousands of flashing water drops immediately appeared on the peach blossom, and the water drops jumped around naughtily.
In sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic, rain fell on the earth and infiltrated into fertile land. The young leaves of wheat seedlings spread out, shining with rain and dew, and green as jade; The grass woke up, stretched and got out of the ground.
In sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic, the spring rain falls on people's hearts. The farmer's uncle stood by the field and let the rain fall on his gray hair. Oh, he smiled, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared, as if to say, "Spring rain is as expensive as a field!" " "
Ah, spring rain! You are like the patron saint of spring, following the spring girl to the world. Like a musician, you are touching people's heartstrings and giving them a bright and happy hope.
Spring rain, who are you talking to? I would like to turn into a drop of spring rain to moisten the motherland.
Spring Rain Shasha Composition 5 Spring Rain Shasha
Spring has come, and the spring rain, like a moving song, has awakened everything in the world.
The spring rain rustled in the fields, and the wheat grew taller, sucking dew like a child. Rape flowers bloom under the nourishment of spring rain. From a distance, it looks like gold has been scattered all over the floor. The farmer's uncle was very happy when he saw all this.
Spring rain rustles and falls on the grass. The grass has sprouted and looks like a green carpet from a distance. The children came to the grass to catch grasshoppers.
Spring rain rustles and falls in the garden. Flowers are in full bloom in the garden: roses have many colors, including blue, red and pink. They are beautiful one after another. Lilies bloom one after another, like angels opening their eyes, emitting bursts of fragrance. Bees and butterflies come smelling the fragrance, singing and dancing.
Spring rain rustles and falls in the forest. All the trees grew tall overnight. Orange trees have white flowers, all hiding behind green leaves. Pear trees also have snow-white flowers that compete with other flowers. Peach trees have pink flowers.
Spring rain rustles in people's hearts. People's faces are full of smiles, and this year is another bumper harvest year.
We listened attentively to the hymns sung in spring.
Spring rain rustling composition 6 spring rain, rustling underground, like a group of elves.
Spring rain, rustling underground, like cattle hair, like silver needles, jumped into the grass happily. She sleeps on the grass bud, slides on the grass stem, and hides in the cat on the grass root. The grass drank the "honey juice" she left behind, and the green grass leaves spread out, showing a new green color and full of vitality.
Spring rain, rustling underground, such as cow hair, such as silver needle, happily slipped into the leaves. She whirled on the hard leaves of Magnolia grandiflora, "dived" on the long hair of willow and played "bungee jumping" on the broad leaves of Cycas. The tree drank enough "nutrient solution" and became tall and strong.
Spring rain, rustling underground, like cow hair, like a silver needle, lying happily on the petals. She giggled at the red petals of peach blossom, tickled the white petals of pear blossom and made naughty faces at the yellow petals of winter jasmine. Flowers are more delicate when they are filled with "pure water", so tender that they seem to pinch water.
Spring rain, rustling underground, such as cattle hair, such as silver needles, ran into the field happily. She sprinkled joy on rice, bounced on wheat and parachuted on soybeans. The crops suddenly grew taller after drinking sweet water.
Spring rain, rustling, she jumped into my heart.
Spring Rain sasha vujacic Composition 7 "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic …" Spring Rain girl plays music on the green leaves, while softly singing beautiful songs: "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic, spring is coming, spring is coming …" Rain is like a needle, like ox hair, fluttering into the embrace of the earth.
Whenever I hear the rain, I seem to see He Miao drinking the sweet rain with his mouth open. Mushrooms just drilled from the ground are like handfuls of small umbrellas. Spring rain falls on the branches, which give off fresh green buds; Drop on the peach blossom, the peach blossom is pink; Sprinkle it on the rape flower, and the rape flower turns yellow; Falling into the stream, the stream sang a song: "Ding-dong, Ding-dong ..." How nice!
Every time I hear the sound of spring rain, I think of small animals again. Birds are chirping under the eaves; The little frog came out of the hole and croaked; The little hedgehog rolled around; Rabbits are jumping on the lawn ... Listen, small animals are playing a symphony to welcome the arrival of spring.
Whenever they hear the sound of rain, children run, play, shout and cheer in the rain with colorful umbrellas. I threw my umbrella aside and caught the light rain in spring with my hands. It's small and round, and it's amazing in my hand.
"sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ..." Spring rain is singing, and the earth is full of vitality and prosperity.
Spring Rain Whispering Composition 8 Spring comes to us quietly. The spring breeze blew the willows green, the peach blossoms red, the grass sprouted, the sun smiled, and the spring rain rustled.
Spring rain rustles. The seed said, "Go down, go down, I'm going to send it!" " "Mai Miao said," get off, get off, I want to grow up! "The pear tree said," Come down, come down, I'm going to blossom! " "The children said," Come down, come down, I want to plant melons! " "
Spring rain rustles. Seeds germinate quickly and wheat seedlings grow fast; The pear tree bloomed white flowers overnight; The melons planted by the children are full of rain and grow quietly.
On the road, large and small vehicles move slowly in the drizzle; Passers-by are in a hurry, but because of the rustling of spring rain, they have to slow down and be careful; Colorful umbrella flowers are blooming in the vast white gauze between heaven and earth.
Spring rain rustles. The weather is warm, and the river begins to sing again; Small animals have come out of the hole; The children are playing happily in the spring rain.
Spring rain rustles and pours on the flowers, which stretch their buds and bloom; When the fields were watered, the crops began to sprout, and the rape also had yellow flowers.
After the spring rain, the humid air was mixed with the fragrance of the earth, and I was intoxicated by the warm spring breeze. Ah! I love spring, especially spring rain and rustling!
That night, a person was reading a book at home, heard the sound of ticking outside, and opened the window to know that it was raining.
This is the first rain in spring. Because I am alone at home, I am a little scared. The rain is big and small. Listening to this sound, I always feel that I am going home. I grew up timid, and my mother said that ghosts are afraid of light, so I turned on all the lights at home. Get used to it after a long time. I sat in my room and thought, why haven't my parents come yet? The more I think about it, the more I get scared. I dare not think about it any more. Quietly, listening to the ticking sound of the spring rain, I sat there motionless and closed my eyes ... I heard it, I heard the sound of the revival of everything on the earth; I heard that time passed in a hurry; After listening to everything, everything will wake up after the spring rain ... At this time, I found:
A true truth is not what you think day and night, but the "truth" that really belongs to you when you calm down and think hard!
After a spring rain, the whole world changed, including me. The whole world is brand-new again!
I like thunder in summer, fruit in autumn and snow in winter, but I like rain in spring best.
At that time, I was reading in the classroom. Suddenly, I heard someone calling me with such a beautiful voice as "sasha vujacic, pa pa". I couldn't help opening the window of the classroom. Ah! It turned out to be a spring rain like cow hair!
Open a little black umbrella and walk on a wet path. I hear raindrops hitting the iron railing, the carport, the umbrella and the puddle, making all kinds of beautiful sounds. Ding dong, what a beautiful voice! When raindrops gather on the leaves, they will become a big drop of water, slide down the veins, drop on the ground and make a sound.
When the wind blows, the thin spring rain floats up and floats into the fields, and the wheat seedlings turn green; Floating into the sea, the sea turned blue; Floating to the mountain, the young trees on the mountain sprouted.
Ah, I like spring rain! Not only because of its beauty, but also because of its selfless dedication to the earth. "A year's plan lies in spring" also tells me to cherish this wonderful time!