In ordinary study, work, and life, when it comes to composition, everyone must be familiar with it. Composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical, and argumentative essays according to different genres. Do you know how to write a good essay? Below are four 400-word rain-watching essays that I have collected for everyone. They are for reference only. I hope they can help you. 400-word essay on watching the rain, Part 1
The strong wind howled in the sky. Thunder God raised his voice like a gong. The rain came quietly, following the clouds.
First there was one drop, then two drops, and then they seemed to support the old and the young, falling to the ground one after another, tick-tock, tick-tock... Like a fine net, it sent me to the eaves of a house. under.
The rain seemed to be irritated, like a basin of water pouring down from the sky, "cracking, crackling", the world seemed to become hazy all of a sudden, and the small tree was covered with flowers given to it by Sister Yu. "White Pearl" necklace, it bent over with difficulty, and the grass and flowers also lowered their heads to avoid it.
In the rain, a pedestrian held a red umbrella, with big and round "pearls" hitting it, making a "plop" sound. At this moment, the umbrella seemed to be a tambourine, and the raindrops were like countless pairs of thick and powerful palms. "Plop, plop, plop," seemed to be a specially added accompaniment for this concert.
Gradually, Heavy Rain’s concert is coming to an end, and its singing voice has also changed from high-pitched to soft, “Salalala, Shalala.”
Look, in a small canal that has just been "excavated" by rainwater, the stream formed by the rainwater is flowing gurglingly. Where will it go? I think it must flow to the river and the fields!
I don’t know when, the rain stopped quietly, everything became quiet, only the leaves of the small trees on the roadside that had been washed brand new were still dripping with water.
The sun came out, and a seven-color rainbow hung high in the sky. Several birds came out of nowhere, chasing each other and flying around.
A gust of wind blew, and I breathed in. The fragrance of soil and grass mixed in the wind made me intoxicated.
A rooster in the distance crows: "Oh oh oh!" It seems that at this moment, it sings praises to welcome the sky to clear the clouds and see the sun, and everything in the world seems to become more brand new! 400-word essay on watching the rain Part 2
It started to rain since last night.
This morning, I woke up to the sound of rain. I got up quickly and opened the curtains. Oh, the rain is so heavy! I sat down with interest and looked out the window at the rain.
The rustling rain is quite gentle, quietly baptizing this land. I stared at a trace of raindrops, which slowly fell from the sky to the ground and disappeared. Then, another raindrop also flew down one after another, like a broken pearl, as if it was a gift from God, both mysterious and beautiful. They hang on the tips of the leaves, crystal clear.
Overall, the rain fell all at once, shrouding the entire community in mist. There is something poetic and picturesque about it.
The rain rustled underground, making me feel like I was also a raindrop. It flew down gently, and jumped onto the leaf tip with cheers along with its friends. With a flick, ha, it landed on an umbrella. I slipped down, my body was suspended in the air again, and finally fell to the ground. I laughed happily...
After a while, the rain lightened up. Only then did I wake up from my fantasy. Water drops dripped onto the orchids, I thought, this time they can drink enough! The sound of rain reached my ears from time to time, and I obviously felt that the rain was getting lighter. The rain curtain is slowly disappearing, and the beautiful scene is almost gone...
The rain has stopped, and birdsong can be heard from time to time in the forest. They sing about this lush Crystal Palace filled with raindrops. 400-word essay on watching the rain, Part 3
This afternoon, there was a sudden "boom", which scared me and I didn't know what to do. "Washing" The heavy rain fell down like broken beads, or like a god pouring face wash water to the world. On the walls of the teaching building, some rainwater flowed down against the walls, which was no less than a real waterfall.
Looking at the playground, the five-star red flag that was originally fluttering in the wind was soaked by the rain and hung on the flag pole. Winds below level 2 could not blow it. The rainwater on the playground gathered into "streams". Due to the impact of the rain, "waves" formed on the "streams" and rushed forward.
The classmates standing by the railing were all drowned, their hair was covered with water.
The rain is like a child’s face in June, it changes at will. After a while, the rain became lighter in a few minutes, the sun smiled again from the clouds, and the water on the railings dried up. It's a pity that there is no rainbow, otherwise the scenery would be more beautiful. The ozone generated by heavy rains sterilizes the air, making people smell refreshed and relaxed. It eliminates the fatigue of the day and restores vitality.
The cumulonimbus clouds had enough fun and drifted into the distance, and the "brook" was also evaporated.
The current playground is completely different from the previous ones. Many students are playing on the playground, laughing from time to time. Some are playing badminton, some are catching insects in the grass, and some are chasing and playing. They are having a lot of fun!
Ah, I love you, Rain! 400-word essay on watching the rain, Part 4
It was winter vacation, and I returned to my hometown. Curling up alone on the sofa at home was so boring, so I decided to go out for a walk.
As I walked, I came to the small lake in the woods without knowing it. The quiet lake water gives people a comfortable feeling. Listening to the chirping songs of the birds and smelling the fragrance of unknown flowers, it feels like you have arrived in heaven, and you have a feeling of ecstasy.
The good times did not last long, and suddenly it started to rain lightly. I panicked and hid in the only pavilion on the mountain. Sitting quietly in the pavilion, surrounded by the rain, I am not alone. There are silent towering trees and gentle grass accompanying me, which makes me feel extremely close to nature. I admired this scenery - the light rain washed the leaves, making the dull leaves glow green and tender in an instant; the flowers were breathing in the light rain, and the colors of the petals became brighter, blooming with delicate smiles ; When the light rain falls on the lake, it makes a "rustling" sound, like a small band playing a symphony of nature for me. At this time, a few small fish jumped up from the lake, and they were just a few "dancers" dancing happily... I was deeply intoxicated by this beautiful and melodious performance - it turns out that the small lake is like this when it rains beauty.
Soon, the rain stopped and the performance was over. It's time for me to go home for dinner.
But this day will always be stored in my memory bottle...