Walking in the spring rain, I want to become a petal in the rain and a green leaf wet by the rain.
Spring rain, like silk thread, rushes to the embrace of mother earth, blends into the earth and breeds everything. The spring rain fell and the earth was wet. The spring rain fell on the seeds, and the hibernating seeds woke up. They were refreshed by the spring rain, full of energy, stretched and sang, "I want to sprout, I want to sprout." After a few days, the grass sang cheerful songs, stuck its little head out of the soil and looked curiously at the pink-green world. Spring rain falls on the river and shakes the willows by the river. It caresses the willow tree gently, as if the mother gently cleans the dust for the children under the willow tree. Hmm? Why is the willow suddenly so green? It turned out that after drinking enough sweet milk, a naughty green Macey jumped on a long willow branch. Spring breeze blows wicker, like a spring girl with beautiful long hair by the river. Willow should show its mother the most beautiful side and let her decorate nature by herself …
Look, a flock of birds are arguing about the color of spring rain. The swallow said, "Spring rain is green. You see, the spring rain falls and the willows are green. " On the grass, the grass is green; Falling into the river, the river is green. Do you say the spring rain is green? ""no, it isn't. " The sparrow said, "Spring rain is red. Peach blossoms fall in spring rain and peach blossoms are red; The spring rain falls azaleas, and azaleas are red; The spring rain fell on the cherry blossoms, which turned red. Chunyuhong! " "No, no, the spring rain is yellow. Spring rain falls on dandelion, which turns yellow. The spring rain fell on the rape flowers, which turned yellow. So the spring rain is yellow! " Little oriole is eager to defend.
"sasha vujacic" means that the spring rain and the grass jump together, "Didi" means that the spring rain and the glass call enthusiastically, and "Didi" means that the spring rain tells the story of yesterday on the roof.
Spring rain is like a cow's hair, I don't know which fairy cuts the cow's hair; Spring rain, like silk floss, falls from the sky; Spring rain is like a needle and thread. I don't know which fairy mother-in-law fell from the sky.
I love spring, and I love this spring rain even more.
Composition of Spring Rain 2 Spring has come and the sky is raining. Fresh and pleasant, but also extremely touching, big and small, like lively notes, playing rain after rain, so that you have the feeling of enjoying the rain, find a state of mind in the rain, watch the rain, listen to the rain, play the rain, you will feel different.
Push open the window, lift your eyes and look into the distance. Look! Every tree seems to open its particularly bright eyes, the arms of the branches suddenly become soft, and the leaves in bud simply fluctuate with a layer of green waves. From time to time, several bright umbrellas floated on the road, and bright and pretty smiling faces bloomed happily in the rain. There always seems to be a transparent silk curtain hanging in mid-air, which affects the color prism of the sun. Looking up, it looks like a landscape painting of Song people.
You can lie comfortably, listen to the light rain singing gently, and feel the tranquility of "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". Rain has an elusive sound in the ear: rain is like an ancient harp, playing a deep tune, if unreal; Rain is like a lullaby in childhood, causing infinite reverie. If you live in your hometown, a cottage in the country, or an old tile house or a stone road, the sound of rain sounds like crying, like a song, and it has a charm.
The best way to enjoy the rain is to play with it. Into the arms of the rain, the rain star pounced on my head and face. Open your mouth for a long time, then close your mouth. The beads of rain in my mouth are too small to slip into my stomach with saliva. They are tasteless and senseless, but my heart is happy and seems to have a sweet taste. Raise your face and drop one or two drops on your eyelashes ... and form a round bead. Blink your eyes, slowly fall down your cheeks, fall down, and finally break. How nice, a beautiful rain scene! Green background, fresh theme, full of spring charm everywhere.
I would like to be a flower and accept the affectionate embrace of the rain.
I want to be a big tree and embrace the rain of the four seasons.
I would like to turn into a drop of rain and wash out a bright world.
Spring Rain's composition 3 "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes", I believe everyone will miss the scene of spring rain after hearing this poem describing spring rain!
When the spring rain falls on the earth, she is like a sharp long needle that falls only, and no one can stop it. The breeze blew gently, and she wanted the silvery white silk thread on the loom to fall obliquely. She is the mother of the earth, pregnant with everything in the world. Look, the grass growing on the ground is enjoying the shower, and the flowers beside it are carefully cleaned and dressed, hoping to become the most beautiful token for handsome guys to woo beautiful women. Behind them is a tall apple tree. He is still very busy, constantly replenishing water for himself, hoping to bear big and red fruits for farmers to buy at a good price. Bamboo shoots can also be seen everywhere. They tried to get out of the soil and see the outside world.
People in the city like to walk in the rain. Although it is raining in the park, it can't stop people's footsteps. Some old people talk about life under the pavilion, some families play in the rain, and some lovers write the best poems in the rain. Are extremely happy and happy.
Although there are no parks and highways in rural areas, people can enjoy the joy of labor. When the spring rain comes, farmers are busy sowing seeds. People in the field bent over and wore hats to grow vegetables. They are all very happy about the arrival of the spring rain, because if it rains just after sowing, it will be beneficial to the growth of crops. The golden rape blossoms turned green again, looking like a huge green carpet spread in the mountains.
People don't go home until dark. With the joy and joy of the day, with the full mood of the day, walking on the slate road, listening to the sound of running water on the eaves. Talking and laughing, this is the joy of walking in the rain.
Spring rain is beautiful, and everything in this world is beautiful. We should cherish our lives and feel the happiness that the world gives us.
Composition of Spring Rain 4 After the spring thunder, the spring rain, which is as expensive as oil, also fell. This is the first rain this year!
I picked up my umbrella and went out to feel the spring rain. It doesn't rain much, but it doesn't seem to be raining, but it seems to be foggy and the sky is shrouded. The fog blocked the newly awakened sun.
Spring rains are varied. It is like a flower needle, like countless silkworms spit out silver silk, like cow hair ... they fall in the pond and shine in circles. When it falls into the stream, the raindrops draw notes on the water surface and fall into my hands, turning into a little cool water.
Spring rain is colorful. The grass poked its head out and put on a new green dress. The flowers smiled and returned to the embrace of Mother Earth. Willow branches are enjoying the rain and turning green gradually. Every place where the spring rain passes is brand-new. In the fields, there is a full of green. Apricot blossoms are all over the tree. These white flowers are yellow inside, yellow outside and green inside, and the petals are moist and transparent, like amber or jade carvings, which are very beautiful.
Spring rain is also naughty. It landed on the eaves, then jumped on the stone bench, and finally landed on the rain boots of pedestrians. It fell in my hair, then on my forehead, and finally on my lips along my nose. As soon as I left, it landed on my shoes and became a small water circle.
Spring rain moistens everything and puts new clothes on flowers and trees, which makes people crazy, just like walking in a dream.
Here it comes.
Sasha vujacic is playing, not tired at all, but full of energy, just like someone is better than it. It is such hard work that I have released all my spiritual vitality that I have stored for a year.
"sasha vujacic" nourishes the earth. It awakens everything and allows animals and plants to fully absorb the dew of spring.
It comes quietly and goes in a hurry, but it plays a huge role: awakening hibernating animals, melting winter snow, watering plants ... It is like the master of this spring, and everything is given to it. ...
In the morning, the weather is cloudy. I went to the balcony to get some air, and found that it was raining in Mao Mao intermittently outside the window. At this time, it began to overcast, and dark clouds came to see what had happened. Inadvertently, the gloomy sky is like an ink bottle knocked over by God. In a short time, another light rain accompanied by the wind, as thin as a silver line. The flowers and grass in the flower bed seem to have made great efforts to suck milk and absorb the gifts from heaven-spring rain and dew. The continuous spring rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the flying water drops brush on the window and squeeze in through a small crack in the window. The cool air makes me shudder. But I couldn't help being curious, so I opened the window and felt the spring rain with my hands. Spring rain floats in my hands without feeling. Touched by the spring rain several times, you will feel that your palms are so smooth and cool.
Spring rain gives life to all things and gives the earth gorgeous colors. It depicts spring as full of vitality. Spring rain is precious, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". After the "moistening and washing" of the spring rain, the grass becomes greener, especially lovely and green, as if it would produce grass juice with a gentle pinch. The leaves became wetter, and green veins grew on the new buds. After the spring rain, the leaves are full of "nutrient solution" and become light green, so that water drops fall from the tip of the leaf. Red, yellow and white, flowers become more watery and delicate. The little flying insects danced around the flowers as if to say, "What beautiful flowers! The flowers are beautiful! " Hibernating animals stretch, yawn, rub their sleepy eyes, drill out of caves and breathe fresh air.
Spring rain, isn't it with a lot of persistence? It tells us how to give. Send a rose and leave a lingering fragrance in your hand. We should learn from it, make a drop of spring rain and moisten everything together!
Spring rain composition 6 Spring rain moistens things silently.
I gradually found that she, my head teacher, was not just doing her job. In silence, she constantly moistens us and cares for us. We grew up in her love.
I always think that the head teacher is managing the class besides attending classes. However, she is not like this. She can do anything with us. She wants to communicate with us more. She loves us.
From the beginning of military training, I was a little disgusted with her, even disgusted. She is angry, to put it bluntly, like an "old witch". She looks like she is in her thirties, and her face is incredibly thick with makeup, comparable to those of "flight attendants". I still don't like her being angry. She can't be violent, she is often violent. Even in our last few days alone with her, she lost her temper.
Maybe she is angry, but there is no doubt about her love for us. She is like a spring rain, nourishing us bit by bit.
During the days of military training, I saw that although she didn't wear sports shoes, she came to stand in the sun with us every day, and she insisted on supervising our practice every day. One night, she also allowed her parents to send us something to express their condolences. These left a deep impression on me. The following year, she moved me even more.
Every day before her class, she will read us a philosophical article. She will educate us in this way and teach us the truth of being a man and cultivating ourselves. Patience teaching day after day is like a drop of rain moistening us.
She works hard with us at every activity. What impressed me most was the chorus competition. At that time, in order to do this activity well, she seemed to be more anxious than us. She made plans with some classmates, and found a music teacher to figure out the layout. Then she came to see every rehearsal, pointed out what was wrong and corrected it. Look at the other class teachers. They all let the students do it themselves. She has always been with us. That time, our class won the special prize.
That's the class teacher. Although I began to be dissatisfied with her, a year later, I felt the love she gave us. This is the result of her hard work, which has influenced the students. But she's leaving. She can't be with us anymore. The spring rain must stop.
It turns out that the spring rain has been raining. We are nourished.
The composition of spring rain 7 rustling. The spring rain has fallen. This spring rain reminds me of a poem by the great poet Du Fu: "Good rain knows the season, spring comes, and the wind sneaks into the night to moisten everything."
Miss Chun Yu is like a powerful magician. Mao Mao Rain is her wand. She picked up the wand. This finger and that finger turned the grass green, the leaves green and the flowers colored. After the flowers were soaked by the spring rain, the Eight Immortals crossed the ocean, showing their magical powers and opening up one after another. Even the swallows who flew back from the south in Lian Gang attended the grand party, flying from one flower to another. Peach blossoms are blushing, Haitang is pink, and our peony is not to be outdone. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, it blooms beautifully. "Peony is the only real national color. When the flowers bloom, move the capital. " It really should be Kao.
The originally hard earth was bathed in the spring rain and became soft. The raindrops fell on the stream, ticking, just like the accompaniment of the spring rain girl performing magic. Tadpoles swim around in the pond, just like the notes on Miss Chunyu's wand.
Sasha Vujacic, Sasha Vujacic, this spring rain has been raining.
"Spring Rain" Composition 8 When the fine oblique rain blows over your face, when the withered grass shows new buds, when the spring water thaws and flows happily, do you smell the breath of spring?
It's getting dark and the moisture in the air is getting thicker and thicker. Sure enough, fine rain began to float in the sky in a short time. The rain blows on my face, soft and comfortable. Look! When the wind blew naughtily, the rain doll seemed to hear the command and suddenly formed a diagonal rain curtain. The scenery outside the curtain is looming, and the roof seems to be covered with a layer of mist and smoke.
Listen! Rain drops on the umbrella surface, as if telling each other little secrets, and as if playing cheerful music. Handfuls of open umbrellas in the hands of pedestrians are like natural pianos, and every raindrop is a beautiful note. The sweet sound of the piano washed people's hearts. It's raining today, and I feel as if my hearing is illuminated by wonderful music. Yes, the sound of the piano makes our hearts stop ups and downs, calm down and fully enjoy a corner of the soul!
Smell it! The rain dripped into the soil, giving it a long-lost fragrance. Take a deep breath, the mixture of soil and rain can't tell how wonderful the taste of nature is, and I can't help but get into my nostrils, which is fascinating!
Ah! The rain that I've been looking forward to all winter and spring has finally come. As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". The rain soaked the fields, and the thirsty wheat seedlings were so excited that they couldn't wait to take a breath of rain and stand up and cheer! I really hope that this spring rain will rain a little harder and last a little longer so that everything can have a good drink!
This is the first night after the rain. The mountains in the distance are hazy, and the hills are covered with a milky mist, as if soaked by milk, as sweet as melted toffee!
Spring breeze mixed with spring rain, blowing through thousands of households, calling people: spring is coming! Spring is coming! Oh! The world that has been frozen for a winter is waking up!
I wonder when it began to rain again. Raindrops fall on the roof, soft and dense, just like the glittering and translucent scarf of Miss Chun. As the saying goes, spring rain is lingering, summer rain is pleasant, autumn rain is natural and unrestrained, and winter rain is torrential. Spring rain may not be as vigorous as summer rain, autumn rain is so natural and unrestrained, and winter rain is so quiet and pure, but spring rain is the most dynamic one.
In early spring, perhaps the spring girl has just arrived and hasn't had time to spread warm seeds all over the world, so the wind and rain in spring are still a little chilly.
I put on my coat, picked up my umbrella and went out to watch the rain.
I came to the yard and saw a begonia flower with full buds. The beads of rain jumped into the budding petals, making this half-opened flower look more feminine and charming. At this moment, I remembered a beautiful poem: Haitang stood alone in the misty rain at the expense of rouge color.
I came to the nearby grassland, and the rain fell on the tender leaves of the grass, bending it, but it was still trying to grow up and running tenaciously upward. There is a good saying: Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and I seem to see these young plants quietly branching, growing tall, flowering and bearing fruit before my eyes.
I came to the street, and the busy street was full of colorful umbrella flowers, one after another. Raindrops fell on colorful umbrellas, making a crackling sound, crisp and pleasant. It began to rain heavily, and a splash rose in the puddle on the roadside, which was a colorless fragrance.
The two children threw away their umbrellas, ran into the rain, jumped into the puddle on one side, stepped on the water happily, played around, and gave out cheerful laughter from time to time. Crystal beads of rain splashed on the children's hair and faces, sparkling, and giggles were as crisp and melodious as silver bells, echoing in my ears all the time.
Look, as long as it is moistened by the spring rain, it must be full of vigorous vitality. Like charming begonia flowers; Just like the spring rain caring for nourishing seedlings; Like umbrella flowers blooming in the street; Like children playing in the spring rain.
Spring rain, you are always so soft, always caring for everything in the world, as long as the place you brush is always so vibrant and full of vitality.
The rain in spring is the most beautiful favor that nature gives to mankind.
Chunyu's composition 10 Chunyu is a beautiful fairy, let me introduce you to her!
Listen-the rain falls on the river, dripping like a musician, and the fish quickly hides under the lotus leaf to avoid the drizzle.
It is raining harder and harder. Some playful little ants forgot to go home, so they found a leaf to shelter from the rain. Who knows that this naughty rain is not going to let these little ants go easily, it washed away the leaves! The ants were on pins and needles, and they were in a rash.
The rain is getting smaller and smaller. From a distance, the misty and glittering rain beads on the grass hung on the sharp grass head, like pearls sown by fairies.
After the rain cleared, colorful rainbows appeared in the sky, like a colorful bridge.
Rain is like a panacea sprinkled by the gods in the sky, which makes the earth more alive. The little fish poked its head out and looked curiously at the new world outside; The grass has sprouted; The big tree has sprouted new branches; Willow girl hung her head and washed her hair by the river; Animals also go out to look for their favorite food.
Rain is a kind fairy, making the earth so beautiful.
The composition of spring rain In early spring, the weather was wet, drizzling and overcast. The drizzle brings spring, happiness and colorful world.
Suzhou, a small bridge with flowing water and drizzle, seems to have put a mysterious veil on the city and set up a screen for quiet people. In this way, quietly, unconsciously, gently, came.
Spring rain has a warning, but it comes suddenly-it's always cloudy. Just when you thought it was going to rain, there was a faint sunshine on the horizon, but in a blink of an eye, the horizon was covered with a layer of gauze. In Suzhou, it means "Ah Fu sneezes". Sure enough, the rain is fine, soft and comfortable.
No matter how heavy the spring rain is, the raindrops are only the size of sesame seeds. The "rustling" raindrops set off the tranquility of spring, and the rising fog seemed to paint a hazy eye shadow for spring. . . . . . The earth is like the stage of spring, and the spring rain is the beautiful light that awakens everything and moistens the earth.
After the rain, the fragrance of the earth is everywhere, flowers are exposed and birds are spreading their wings. . . . . . Everything is also singing for the spring rain.
As long as we can find that the world is full of spring. This spring rain not only moistens everything, but also moistens my heart. It is like a beautiful song, making the world a better place; It is like a painter, bringing color to spring. . . . . .
As if the spring rain of the symphony is still rustling.
Spring Rain Composition 8: Spring Rain
It's raining, and I look at the outside world by the window. ...
It's raining heavily, the outside world is hazy, and the light rain is swirling in the air, performing a beautiful dance like a dancer. After dancing in the air, I fell to the ground with a click, like a silent ballad, floating from all directions, melodious and intermittent, from far to near, from near to far. ...
Thousands of raindrops, like naughty little dolls, fell on floret's shoulders for a while, making floret laugh and bend over. After a while, it fell on Ye Ge again, making Ye Ge very slippery. Mother Earth poured the naughty little doll into her arms and held her lovingly. Xiaoyu also obediently lay in her arms.
Naughty raindrops seem to be tired of playing, falling slower and smaller, leaving only raindrops as thin as flower needles. "Hua, Hua ……" seems to be a concert of rain, but now, the concert of rain is coming to an end.
"Ding ..." This is the aftertaste of a rain.
Composition of Spring Rain 12 After Grandpa left in the severe winter, the beautiful spring girl came. She sent her most loyal employee Yu Chun to help people.
Every time the white clouds turn into dark clouds, the blue sky gradually darkens, which is a precursor to the storm, and this is also the time when the spring breeze is angry. Of course, this is also the case as summer approaches.
"Flowers ...", the rain fell like a bullet, seemingly fierce, but in fact it was watering the flowers and giving the grass energy to grow. Animals like it and are afraid of it. Ducks are enjoying themselves. They danced and played in the rain and were very happy. Fish, for fear of being beaten, hide in the depths of the river.
And people have picked up umbrellas and walked home quickly; Some people hide under the building without an umbrella, which is called "shelter from the rain"; Some children are very naughty, so they bring a basin and fill it with water.
Strangely, after a while, the rain is getting smaller and smaller, which should be the end of the "baptism" of plants, the grass is stronger and the flowers are more beautiful. And "baptism" is natural and precious, and it will be gone after a while. A moment ago, there were dark clouds all over the sky, and now it's clear in Wan Li. The rainbow is embedded in the sky and looks particularly beautiful from east to west.
Moreover, the spring rain is not only of good use, but also of good quality. For example, they contribute silently, but not many people praise them. They still contribute to mankind and are loyal subordinates of Miss Chun.
The spirit of spring rain will always be embedded in my heart, because I want to make contributions to people silently like spring rain, asking for nothing in return!
Spring Rain Composition 13 "Tick, tick, ..." The world outside the window began to rain, but it was the first spring rain in March.
After class, I walked out of the classroom, only to see a thin layer of fog. On closer inspection, it turned out to be curtains made of dense rain. The rain is so dense, as dense as a white curtain; The rain is light, falling in the air like snowflakes. Put your hand out of the railing and feel the uniqueness of the spring rain; She is not as fierce as summer, as cool as autumn and as bitter as winter. Her "hand" gently lit my hand. I didn't feel that she was hot or cold, but that she was soft, warm and comfortable. At this time, looking at the distant scenery, the scenery became soft and everything was so vague that I not only thought of the word "hazy".
The yard downstairs has been full of vitality, and the rain has gathered the companions together, forming a pool of puddles. The students forgot the rain from the sky and just played their own games: treading shoes and diving pits. Some exquisite little girls walked gracefully in the rain with beautiful flower umbrellas, enjoying their "aristocratic dreams".
After school, the school gate has become a "colorful river". Colorful "flowers" you squeeze me, I squeeze you. Below the "flowers" are children talking and laughing. The raindrops on the umbrella, along the slope of the umbrella, drop to the ground, and the timbre is clear and full. This is a symphony played by the sky from the sky.
Adults often say that as long as it rains, we can catch the "footprint" of spring: flowers have been blooming, trees have turned green, and grass has grown to the height of horseshoes. But, to be honest, I really don't want this rain to pass. I just want to press the shutter of time to stop this moment. Maybe it's because I like the spring rain, the feeling of youth and the hazy scene.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock, ..." The rain outside the window is still falling, and the leaves and petals are covered with "pearls".
The composition of spring rain 14 A loud sneeze of spring thunder drove away the last cold breath of winter and awakened the spring rain that had been sleeping for a whole winter. The falling rain gradually moistened every corner, and her beautiful body danced on the earth. The rain is like smoke, fog and dust. The spring rain is continuous, and the drizzle is like smoke, like endless silver thread, endless pine needles and endless cow hair. Large and small puddles, from time to time, there are thin ripples, dense ripples. Then she picked up a brush, and wherever the pen tip swung, it was full of vitality. Tap a small river with a pen tip and the snow will melt. Tap a little grass with a pen tip and it will become tough and green. Tap a little field with a pen tip and strong seedlings will grow in the field. Tap a little on the sky with the pen tip, and the sky will become clear and bright ... After a precious spring rain, the earth becomes full of vitality and there are scenes of recovery everywhere.
Spring rain is the most unusual rain. It is not as bold and violent as summer rain, as cold, sad and lingering as autumn rain, and as magnificent as winter snow in Leng Yan. But she is the most important. Spring rain is the rain of life, and spring rain is the rain of vitality. Summer rain brought abundant rain and heroic feelings to the earth, and winter snow brought beautiful lullabies and covered the earth with a beautiful quilt. Spring rain can revive the earth, bring vitality, activate life and moisten the earth. If there is no spring rain, even if the summer rain is fierce, the earth cannot recover. If there is no spring rain, you can't see the fallen leaves. If there is no spring rain, farmers can't grow crops. If there is no spring rain ...
The misty spring rain stopped. She is always like a little girl, gently, shyly and gently staying by our side for a short time, playing and leaving. The glittering and translucent water drops on the grass are her hard work, the budding spores on the tree are her beautiful footprints, and the fresh air is like his fragrance. Looking into the clouds, there is a beautiful rainbow. Is that her? ...
It's early spring and it often rains. I am very happy to hold an umbrella in the rain.
Rain is like thousands of silver lines falling from the sky, bathing the earth and wiping the blue sky.
As early as the raindrops fell, they chose a place, and some wanted to go to places with flowers and grass; Some want to go to a deserted place and let it regain the vitality of spring. .......
Come, come, finally! It's like a pilot parachuting and giving it to us with naive happiness.
Every time there is a spring rain, I feel that it is the spirit of spring, the messenger of spring, bringing spring to us!
Night of Spring Rain 170 words
It's a rainy night in spring. I lay in bed, listening to the raindrops tapping on the roof, like music. I can't sleep on such a rainy night, and I am deeply moved.
Spring rain is not like autumn rain, nor like summer rain. Mostly drizzle, gently and selflessly moistening the dry land. I clearly feel the refreshing breeze mixed with raindrops blowing into my window. Breathing such air, where there is sleepiness!
It seems to be a chorus, a thin sound made by many people together with their noses.
Spring rain night, I love it!