Spring rain is not as violent as summer rain, autumn rain is not as melancholy, and winter rain is not as cold. The poet Du Fu's poem "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently" shows that the spring rain is "gentle as velvet".
When the cold winter passes, the plants in the world need the moisture of spring rain to get new life; All hibernating animals in the world need spring rain to announce the arrival of spring before they can climb out of the soil to play and start a new life.
"It's raining! It's raining! " The spring rain falls gently, which is the first rain in the spring of the new year. There is no happy summer rain, and there is no weak autumn rain.
Rain drops on the willow tree, and the willow tree pulls out new branches that are about to drop green; Rain drops on the bud, blooming the most beautiful petals; Rain drops on the soil, and Senecio grows in the soil.
At the moment, I am intoxicated in this spring rain, because the scenery is as beautiful and mysterious as a fairyland, and I feel that I am walking and soaring in this dreamlike realm.
At this time, the rain stopped, and all the hibernating animals got up to play, play and feed. At this time, nature has resumed its spring and vibrant scene. After the rain, it looks like a "paradise". Look at the rainbow over there. The appearance of rainbow makes the "Xanadu" here more beautiful. And not only the scenery here is beautiful, but also the air is beautiful, which makes me intoxicated by the scenery in front of me again.
As the saying goes, "a year's plan lies in spring." At first, I only thought it was used to say time, but now I understand that this proverb can not only say time, but also say scenery.
Spring rain is the world's "fireworks", because of her arrival, we took off our thick cotton-padded jackets; Because of her arrival, we feel warm; Because of her arrival, we no longer feel tired.
From this point of view, we should also thank the spring rain, which has given us a beautiful scenery on earth.
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The spring rain falls from the sky with joy and harvest. The rain soaked the flowers and trees and gave them plenty of water. Flowers and trees are desperate to allow nectar and happily allow showers.
Listen, drip, drip ... that's the sound of spring rain, drip, drip ... that's the sound of spring, drip, drip ... that's the call of spring. ......
Rain is transparent, it is so thin, so small, so light, as if it were tears from heaven, tears when excited. It accepted God's will and brought happiness and joy to mankind. ......
When I was a child, I often heard adults say, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." Indeed, silent spring rain, so little rain, can bring the breath and hope of spring to the earth.
The spring rain washed away the dust. The place it passed was so fresh and the air was so fresh. "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes." This mild rain has brought many new hopes to mankind. The spring rain washed the earth clean.
The spring rain is still raining, and it is still raining. I like mild spring rain.
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 ... please adopt if you are satisfied.