Excellent composition on rainy days 1 This afternoon, after school, it was raining. When my mother and I get home, we want to go around the small garden and see what the scenery is like in rainy days. So we play in the rain with umbrellas. We see yellow forsythia flowers. How strange. It's different from the winter jasmine, but it looks like it. Winter jasmine has six petals, and forsythia suspensa has four petals. You can tell which one is forsythia suspensa and which one is winter jasmine. I saw green leaves on the branches of forsythia suspensa flowers. Oh, I see. Forsythia flowers bloom first and then grow leaves. I found that the trunk will turn black when it rains. Begonia trees grow leaves first and then bloom, but begonia flowers are still in bud. I also found that countless circles appeared on the lake after raindrops splashed on it in rainy days. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there are more and more bubbles on the lake. I think it's strange. I asked my mother: Why are there more and more bubbles on the lake with big raindrops, but small raindrops are small circles on the water? Mom said she didn't know either. Go home to Baidu. Seeing those little bubbles, I couldn't help but find a small stick to squat on the shore and try to combine them one by one. Finally, they combined into a big bubble. As a result, a raindrop came down and burst the bubble like an attack on people. I found another big bubble, and when I got there, I punctured myself like a person who didn't want to live. I think it's funny.
We also came to the gazebo, and raindrops were dripping from the eaves. I thought it was a bird hiding from the rain. Pull it over my head. I touched it with my hand and felt very cold. But it didn't. It's raindrops. Mom said, look, you scared yourself again. Be brave in the future. I also think the trees look greener after the rain. Mother put her finger under the leaves and received a round raindrop. I think it is amazing. Why do you miss raindrops when they fall on people's hands? How can I put it on my mother's finger and not leave it? I thought it was very strange, so I tried it myself, but the water drops slipped as soon as they fell into my hand. But I still feel very happy.
On rainy days, although I am wet, I am very happy! I will go to play with my mother next time.
One rainy day, we were having fun on the playground, and the raindrops as big as peas suddenly hit the playground. Soon, a rain curtain was woven between heaven and earth, and we had to go back to the classroom.
Back in the classroom, the windows were beaten straight by the rain, and the students closed them one after another. Zhao Jianmin, who was sitting by the window, pretended to be deaf and dumb and excitedly said to us, "Come on! Everyone, I want everyone to calm down! " After that, he pushed open the window hard, and in an instant, the rain rushed into the window like out of control. Seeing this, his deskmate Chai Gundam shouted, "Zhao! Build! Min! Close the window! " Who knows that instead of listening, he said, "How nice! Really cool! "
It's raining harder and harder, but Zhao Jianmin leans out of the window from time to time, as if enjoying the "baptism" of the rain. I was also "stained with light" and put pressure on him with my eyes; Chai Gao even gave an "ultimatum": "If you don't turn off your phone, I'll throw you out!" I don't know if he had enough fun or was scared by us, but he finally closed the window obediently.
Class is over, and the rain is still falling. Musky and I stood in the corridor, craning our necks and sticking our faces out of the corridor. It's raining in Mao Mao, cool and comfortable. Masch said, "Do the water drops on the eaves in front look like water curtain cave? And we are enjoying' water curtain cave' natural water droplets' face washing method'! It's so cold and comfortable! " Before I could react, she even sang, "I love washing my face, so many bubbles …" Listening to her voiceless tone, I couldn't help laughing and said, "The method of washing my face without leaving home is really creative! But I don't think it seems very clean! " Ma Shiqi said with a smile: "Stop it, there is no death without left!" " After that, she patted me with her hand and turned into the classroom.
Happy rainy day!
Teacher's comment: With a transparent childlike innocence, annoying rainy days also become happy. Very good!
Put down the book in your hand, pick up the key, and then go out to the park in the community, just to relax yourself. After a few steps, it began to rain in Mao Mao. I only saw people running home quickly, and their figures gradually became smaller and finally disappeared in front of my eyes.
Raindrops "ticked" on me, and I enjoyed the process with open arms. At the moment, I feel cool. I looked up at the intermittent rain, only to see them falling with the wind, where the wind blows, where the rain falls. At this time, I am as confused as raindrops and can't find my direction.
I was running in the rain, and the rain hit my face, which made me feel stinging. It is raining harder and harder, and my vision is blurred, and I can't see the road ahead clearly, forcing me to stop. But as soon as I stopped, all my troubles welled up in my mind. I'm really annoyed! Very annoying! I couldn't control my emotions any longer and burst into tears in the rain. The sound of rain completely drowned my crying, and hot tears burned my face. No one and no one found me crying when I was optimistic.
After crying, my heart became less painful.
Rain beat my body, washed away my troubles and washed my soul. In the rain, I am so small, so fragile, so fragile.
Maybe no one can understand my mood now, and no one can understand that I have the same nightmare every night. Although my mother always says I don't seem to care, in fact, I care more than anyone else. My mother always laughs at me for this, but she doesn't know that my heart hurts like a knife. Because I care too much about what I missed, I will always remember this deep "scar".
I'm confused now, and I really don't know what to do.
Gradually, the rain is getting smaller and smaller. When I got home, my mother saw that I was covered in rain and started nagging again. ...
I believe that if I am not strong enough, I will become strong sooner or later. ...
Many people like rainy days, probably because they like the leisurely atmosphere under the lingering drizzle. It's naive and easy to rain, so I can't do a lot of things, so I can only lie in bed and read a book. It's best to take a bath, lie in bed and sleep in the dark, no matter when you wake up.
In fact, I don't like rainy days, because I feel that rainy days are always rainy and rainy, and my mood is getting wetter and wetter. You can't go out and jump, even if you play with an umbrella, you will still get wet and affect your day's life. Good mood.
On rainy days, the most annoying thing is to walk on the side of the road without paying attention when going out. Some unscrupulous drivers flew past you with brushes, and even water splashed all over you. You can only stand there and curse yourself, but you don't know who is sitting in the car and you can't argue with him.
On rainy days, there is another more romantic thing, that is, young couples hide under the eaves to avoid the rain. This is a romantic plot that many idol dramas will never let go. Just like in the drama version of love O2O, Yang Yang dragged Zheng Shuang to shelter from the rain under the eaves. They are so close that they can hear each other's heartbeats. The girl's face was obviously red, and the audience was very sad. Later, when the rain stopped, Yang Yang looked out and said to Zheng Shuang, "Even the weather here has improved since you came", abusing countless single dog. There is a saying that "what I like is not the rainy day, but the eaves that I hide with you on rainy days". Isn't this the scene?
Rainy days are also beautiful and special. If it doesn't rain, the crops in the field will suffer from drought and it will be difficult to grow, and naturally they will be out of balance. Do you like rainy days?
It's naive and comfortable to rain, and the feeling of rainy days is really indescribable. The thin rain slowly fell to the ground and gently hit the umbrella. The crisp and sweet voice is really nice. Small raindrops on the window hit the bed, small transparent color, obviously not gorgeous color, but flashed a different style. Rain is not gaudy or beautiful, but when it gathers densely, the cool touch and moist water droplets melt in the palm of your hand. Cool, really comfortable, really want to get caught in a rain, even if the final price is the pain of illness, but I am still very happy, at least I enjoy the rain. finally
Rain, light rain, or heavy rain, all make me like it. Light rain, light and small, so gentle and delicate, even without an umbrella, can take a trip from the light rain. Thin rain won't make people feel cold, even refreshing, and even make people feel happy. Walking in the light rain, we don't need to cover it with our hands, because the light rain seems to be particularly pitiful to us, and we never have the heart to hurt those kind people, but only give us more happiness. Heavy rain, pouring rain, don't have some fun. Walking quietly in the rain with an umbrella. Rain drops hit the umbrella, and the rain next to it may float into your umbrella, but not too much. Maybe when I get home, my trouser legs are a little wet, but what about the radian of my mouth? Still so big, so big, laughing for a long time.
I really like rainy days, as if all the dust and filth were wiped away in this rain. Rain is so proud and elegant, it is not as ordinary as sunny days, nor as dull as cloudy days. It has its own glory, washed away the dust in our hearts, and is a pure land. ...
Today, it is another rainy day. I walked in the dripping world with an umbrella. Suddenly, there was a "ouch"-a little boy fell to the ground and his head was slightly shaken. A few years ago, it was also rainy, and it was also a "ouch". I can't help falling into deep memories.
It was a winter morning, with heavy rain and strong wind. The cold wind and rain turned the whole world into a cold and humid world. Some friends and I are playing with colorful umbrellas. On the country road, it looks like a few flowers blooming in the cold wind and rain. The wind was natural, and there was a "ouch" behind him. Looking back, a little boy was about seven or eight years old. He fell in the mud and struggled to stand up.
However, he barely stood up and fell down with a splash. He seems to have had a bad fall. Muddy water ran down my hair, my clothes were still wet, and my umbrella was thrown aside. The wind seems to be deliberately embarrassing people, and it blows harder and harder. Rain doesn't seem to allow us to exist, so the wind is stronger and the rain is denser, like a group of demons rushing at us. Suddenly, a cold wind blew and the little boy was shivering with cold.
I was just about to pull him up. I was dragged by my cousin and walked home step by step. In the rain, the little boy could only stand up, but some indifferent pedestrians hurried past him. His figure gradually blurred and disappeared in front of my eyes.
A cold wind blew, and I felt even colder. When I got home, I was still thinking about the poor little boy. I felt like a restless rabbit for a long time. Outside the window, the wind is still blowing and the rain is still falling. Has our heart become as cold as the weather?
In the morning, at a quarter to six, I got up to go to basketball class. Pushing open the outer door, the dull air came to my face, the sky was stained with a light gray tone, the air was saturated with water vapor, and a big or small rain was brewing.
On the way, the sky suddenly began to rain gradually. I frowned, and my interest in playing basketball weakened a little, but fortunately the class was not cancelled. On the playground, we are happy in the rain. With the increase of rain duration, we have mud marks on our hands and clothes. Every time I dribble, there is always a chill. In order to practice shooting, I went to the front and aimed at basketball frame's inner circle. "Ah-ah" raindrops are like a transparent fog, which makes the image more hazy. Cold raindrops fell on my forehead, eyelids and cheeks. I narrowed my eyes and could barely throw it at a few.
In the middle of the class, it rained harder and harder, and there was no sign of stopping. Rain soaked the coat like sweat, and there was more and more mud on the basketball, so the training had to be dissolved. This situation has not happened once or twice this summer, which is really disappointing. Wait, the remedial class hasn't been cancelled yet? Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, I can't help sighing.
The rain seemed to destroy everything, so the car didn't stop near the community, so I had to wear a raincoat and ride a bike. As a result, except for a pair of eyes, raincoats were wrapped tightly. I can't breathe in an airtight raincoat. I just want to get to my destination, enjoy the pleasant indoor atmosphere and study in a dehumidified air conditioner.
Rainy days, muddy all the way, rainy troubles make me in a hurry. Find pleasure in these troubles, put aside your troubles and go all the way.
In the evening, it began to rain again. This season is always a continuous rain, one after another, it seems that it will never stop. The sky is always gloomy, gloomy, old, old, and after a long time, my heart becomes gloomy. There is a man in the rain under the sky, as gloomy as he is. Dark eyes can no longer reflect the glory of the past, misty rain filled with sadness, constant cutting, confusion.
Time is so short that it seems that it can't stand a sigh. If I leave today, I will never find me today. Day after day, year after year, how can we stop the passage of time? Say goodbye to the first day, stand at a crossroads and choose and think about the future direction. I don't know what kind of society this is and how much pressure it will be in the future. When people pursue material things, do they also lose those innocence? Since when, I found that my friends around me have become a little tacky and hypocritical. I left them and tried to pursue what I really wanted. I thought I would be a strong person and be able to do everything best. I once said, I don't need friends. What is the truth? I need friends, friends and comfort more than anyone else. I really don't know who is wrong and who has changed. Seemingly strong on the outside, but very fragile on the inside. This is me. I always try my best to tell my own story. I always look forward to being understood by others and slowly dissolving my own anguish. I am always honest for whatever purpose. Retreating or advancing is only a moment, but it can change people's destiny. Fortunately, I'm not lost. I clearly understand that I must choose to move forward. Even if it is destined to be a difficult road, I am the only one on the road. I should go on bravely. Whether I walk well or not may be in an instant. After all, life is full of fun, and I am lucky to be healthy and happy. Thank God for protecting me.
The little girl's growth is probably so smooth and steady, and there is no 100% answer or absolute belief. In fact, it is the same at any stage of growth.
Hearing the heavy rain, my heart cleared up.
If it rains on holidays, I will be sad, because my happy holiday will be ruined again; But if it rains cats and dogs on the day of the exam, I will dance and say happily, "What a rainy day!" " "I worship the rain god in awe.
The raindrops are ticking, and the brisk rhythm is like a concert in nature. You talk to me, everyone sings endlessly, one after another, and it's fun! At this time, the umbrella flowers in the rain are blooming in succession, colorful and spectacular, making the rainy day more beautiful and interesting!
People who hate rain don't like to wear rain boots and raincoats, because they think it's no trouble or inconvenience at all. A bed of puddles makes people feel wet everywhere, wet everywhere; Allergic students even sneeze all the time, so they frown when it rains.
It rained once, which happened to be a holiday. Because I can't go out to play, I stare at the continuous raindrops outside the window, hoping that the rain will stop soon, otherwise I can only do indoor activities. Until the afternoon, waiting and expecting, the rain finally stopped. I had a good time in the park and saw snails, big and small, crawling out of the park. They must also think that the air after the rain is particularly fresh, just like me, so they call their friends out for a walk; Then I caught some snails to have a look. It feels so cute. I really want to take them for a leisurely walk in the park after the rain, but they are really too small.
Rainy days let me learn the phrase "first suffer, then be happy". If you take things you don't like or hate as another aspect, you won't frown for trifles, keep smiling every day, and don't get angry with your body, otherwise you will lose more than you gain! So be broad-minded. I heard that the prime minister can punt in his stomach! In this way, people will not say that you are bored, and your mood will be more cheerful and comfortable, just like the rainy sky, it will be fresher, smoother and bluer! So, I began to like walking in rainy days and after rain!
Excellent composition on rainy days 10 sigh of the sea
Tears in the sky
The smile of the field
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I don't know when I started to like rainy days.
It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, the sky is gray, like ink painting, deep and shallow, attracting countless reverie. Rain, hours are like silver needles or silver threads scattered between heaven and earth. The close-up scene is like a sarong, like a fairy's skirt, and the distant view is like a canopy separated from it, looming, like a beating spirit full of spirituality. The rain beat on the window, making a fragile music sound, just like a skilled pianist playing a string of wonderful notes on the black and white keys, which makes people enjoy it.
It's sunny when it rains! It has always been believed that rainy days mean that the sky is crying and venting the depression in the heart. At this time, I will play Beethoven's Destiny, feel the ups and downs of the melody, and then stare blankly at the sky. I think, vent, just vent. Whenever this is the climax of the song of destiny. I have a firm belief in my heart-I, I must hold the fate by the throat.
It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, that poem about rain will come to mind. "The rain in the sky is as slippery as crisp, and the grass is close at a distance. In fact, there is nothing." I think spring rain is as expensive as oil, and spring breeze moistens everything. "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond." I think I heard the beautiful rain chorus of frogs in early summer. "The tall buildings look forward to dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves." I saw that in the late autumn dusk, the leaves of airplanes like Huang Die were slightly covered by autumn rain. A beautiful picture of Qiu Jingtu spreads out between heaven and earth.
It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, I will look forward to it. What will it look like when the rain stops? Can you guess, guess whether there will be colorful rainbows? Will be eager, eager whether the leaves will be washed shiny. ...
Very good! On rainy days ...
It is raining again. I don't know how many times this month It rains so frequently that I have no impulse to love rain anymore. I used to like rain, her freedom and her agility. Looking at all kinds of people in the rain, I stopped, not knowing where I belonged, and really wanted to throw away my umbrella and let the torrential rain wash away my fatigue and heartache. But the rain hasn't stopped. I need to take the exam. I can only turn around and move on in the rain.
Time passed quickly. After writing the test paper, I was seriously lost. I stepped on the rain accumulated on the ground and slowly walked back to the dormitory. I seem to have lost something along the way, but I don't remember what I lost. It's probably rainy, even the mood is gray.
Back in the dormitory, my long-lost classmate sent me a QQ message and asked me if I had read Xu Yin in China written by Tang Qigong. I replied that I didn't, but how did I feel after reading it? Then my classmate sent me this sentence: "After reading it, I think the best love is not to be together, but to die at my most suitable time, so that you will miss me forever." There is another kind of love in the world.
That reminds me of a woman named Bai Feifei in the Wulin legend. Rebecca plays her, made of water, with a gentle smile. When she first appeared, she wore a pink tulle dress, which surprised many people's dreams. However, such a woman fell in love with a man she shouldn't have loved-Shen Lang. Her love is sad. Shen Lang, whom she loved, said at her grave that she would spend her life with another woman. Shen Lang, have you ever thought about the woman who suffered for you? When I was a child, I was crazy about Shen Lang. I thought Feifei had found her lover, but with the growth of time and age, I hated Shen Lang and never thought this man was worthy of Bai Feifei. In this story, Bai Feifei is just a sad woman who is infatuated with love. No amount of pen and ink is always painful in such love.
But we still have to believe in love so that it won't hurt so much.
Excellent composition in rainy days 12 It's good to have rainy days! "It's raining!" I heard some students whispering in class. "Yes, it's raining. There will be new life after the rain, which will naturally add some vitality. " I stare at the scenery outside the window, because the scenery after rain is always so intoxicating, I hope the rain will stop soon.
Sting. The sound of class dispelled my thoughts. I looked up, but the rain hasn't stopped. Take a closer look. Look, it's like silver hair falling from the sky. Cheerful raindrops are flying in the air, dancing with the call of the wind. The rain has been jumping, the wind is a great director, and the sky has become the widest stage.
The students stood on the playground, looking up at the sky, with open arms, as if to pounce on the embrace of nature.
Even the fish in the water came out of the water, enjoying the graceful dance of raindrops and clapping their hands to summon their companions. Trees and grass waved their welcome to raindrops, and even flowers put away their beauty and gave it to raindrops.
The rain has finally stopped, and the clouds in the sky are like beautiful angels, praying for nature in the sky, playing in the air like kind spirits, flying like the goddess of peace, like richer pictures. Although flowers leave beauty to raindrops, raindrops give them strength and make them not to be outdone. They compete with the clouds to make the petals more colorful and beautiful, and the grass says not to be outdone: what we have on the ground will not be defeated by you in the sky. So I leaned on the flowers and decorated them, adding a kind of beauty to them.
What a beautiful scenery! People have to say, "It's nice to rain!"