Ask for a poem entitled "Rain" in the first day of junior high school, a modern version!

Shiny spring rain, like a group of naive dolls, gathered in the sky, knocked down, made babies, and jumped into the arms of Mother Earth. The spring rain is continuous, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally. The spring rain kept falling, and the thin rain silk woven into a huge net, hanging from the clouds to the ground. The dark mountain in the distance, the pink peach blossom nearby, the green poplar and the soft willow branches are all shrouded in this boundless net. This net is a gauze skillfully woven by Miss Chun, covering the sky and the sun. Listen! The rain dripped on the roof, just like percussion. When the rain falls on the pond, it sings "Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tin Ta da ... "It's raining. Walking in the rain with an umbrella, don't have a style. Raindrops hit the tree crown, "click, click, click ...", like the sound of eager walking. Raindrops fell on the edge of the pool, "Ding-dong, Ding-dong, Ding-dong ..." Like an impatient pipa. The raindrops fall on the stones, and "giggle ……" is like the laughter of spring. It is raining hard. In a blink of an eye, it seems that there is a wide bead curtain between heaven and earth. The distant green hills and chimneys are out of sight, and the nearby houses and trees are hazy. The rain fell on the roof, splashing a thin layer of water mist. Rain flows down the eaves, like a pearl chain strung with silver thread, crystal clear. On the road in front of the building, cars lined up and moved slowly like beetles. Turbid rain quickly piled up in depressions on both sides of the road and cars ran over it. Water splashed on the sidewalk, and pedestrians fled in panic. Trees in streets and community gardens were washed clean under repeated erosion of rain. Due to the influence of rain and strong wind, the long branches swayed irregularly up and down and left and right. Colorful umbrellas, red, green, yellow, blue and purple ... are like moving flowers, blooming in the wind and rain and in the streets. The pedestrians under the flowers were in a hurry, and a heavy rain suddenly turned people's mood into a wish: go quickly. " Da-da-da-da ",after hard work, the rain finally subsided, the wind finally weakened, and everything returned to its original appearance." The difference is that the leaves of those flowers and trees are brighter and more pleasing to the eye. It rained today. Looking at the pools of rain on the ground, I thought: if I were a rain. If I were a rain, I would fall into the desert. I left the desert to green the environment. In order to make the earth less desert; In order to make the desert grow green trees, grass and bright flowers; In order to let animals live in the desert. If I were a drop of rain, I would fall into the orchard. I fell into the orchard, ordered red peach blossoms and dyed white pear blossoms. I want to give fruit farmers a gift, a surprise; I want to water the fruit trees and moisten them; I want to give people a "fruit dream". If I were a rain, I would fall into the mountains. I'm going to do some "little tricks" at sunset. I want to use stones as keys and play a cheerful music with my soft fingers; I want to use leaves and grass as microphones and sing a touching song with my beautiful voice; I want to put new clothes on the mountain forest with my dexterous fingers. If I were a rain, I would fall into the ground. I fell into the ground to make the crops grow more vigorously and better after autumn. Let farmers have more gains; Let people have more food to eat; Let the earth disappear into a wasteland. Example: Poetry is another sleepless night tonight. It is raining cats and dogs outside the window. It pains me to see the rain raging under the street lamp. The teacher kept telling me that my thoughts flew out of the window because my father was waiting for me in the rain. Finally, the chatter stopped. I rushed out of the classroom and ran into the rain to find the god in the rain. When I was looking for an umbrella to shelter from the rain, he and my father had been working hard all day. They had to wait for me in the rain without complaining. In an instant, the rain poured down. On our way home, rain drops as big as peas hit my face, like a pain in my spine. I can't keep my eyes open. I saw my father shelter me from the wind and rain. Shouldn't he keep his eyes open, too? I tried, I tried. When I opened my eyes, I felt stiff, like a needle prick. I knew it. I know my father guided me for my safety. I hate the constant rain. It makes my father wet to the skin. I hate stingy rain. Why don't you stop for a while to lighten my father's burden? I hate rain because it hurts my God. I hate rain because it makes my God suffer. Father, my God, you braved the wind and rain to send me an umbrella. I ~ ~ ~ ~ At this time, my mood can be said to be silent.