I love spring, I love the romance and loveliness of spring, I love the vitality of spring, I love the birds and flowers in spring, and I love the drizzle in spring.
As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". After the severe winter, many crops are expecting the arrival of spring rain! At this time, the spring rain is like dew, moistening the earth. You see, it's raining in Mao Mao, and the sound of "Sasha Vujacic, Sasha Vujacic" is like the germination of seeds, the pulling of young leaves by grass, and the emergence of bamboo shoots.
Look, there are pink flowers on the peach tree not far away. Seen from a distance, it looks like a piece of Xia Hong. It's like a person walking in the desert, dying of thirst, suddenly discovering the source of life and constantly sucking the sweet rain and dew.
On the green grass, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom in the rain. Roses, Chinese rose, winter jasmine, lily ... they sat around as if they were beautiful, discussing how to show people more beautiful spring.
The previously sleeping fields were awakened by the spring rain and covered with a soft carpet and green. Walking on it is soft and comfortable! Hard-working farmers look at the seedlings that thrive in the spring rain, and their hearts are sweeter than eating honey!
Spring rain nourishes grass, flowers, trees and everything ... I love spring, but I love spring rain more.
Spring breeze is, is a key, it brings warmth and tenderness, gently, gently, when you are not paying attention, open the door of spring.
Spring breeze is a box of colored pigments. You see, it gives the grass green, and the green grass reveals its thin body. When the spring breeze blows, it jumps on the land. It gave red to Xiaohua, who smiled like a child's mouth. It's really interesting. Blue represents a clear stream, and the stream becomes a bright mirror. The orchid fairy gets more colors, such as white, green, and many colors you can't count.
The spring breeze hides a very good smell, plum blossoms are fragrant, camellia is sweet, and there are many sweet smells hidden in the spring breeze! Children's noses are often attracted by the smell.
The spring breeze blows a small green trumpet to tell everyone that summer is coming. The frog slowly woke up from his dream and the birds flew back from the south. They are all welcoming Miss Chun.
Spring breeze brings a wonderful song to the earth and a happy song to the children.
I like green willows, pink peaches and green grass in spring ... but I prefer spring breeze and spring rain.
Spring breeze is not as hot as summer wind, nor as cold as winter wind, but it is warm. The spring breeze gently walked across the earth, awakening the sleeping grass, the fish in the water and the frog in the cave ... Everywhere the spring breeze went, it put on new clothes, bare willow branches pulled out buds, pink buds appeared on peach trees, and the grass poked its head out of the soil and saw the spring girl coming, swinging from side to side, as if welcoming the arrival of the spring girl. The river thawed, and the fish in the water jumped out of the water happily, as if to say, "Miss Chun, thank you for letting us breathe!" "
Spring breeze crosses the earth, followed by spring rain. She sprinkled rain on the ground in the sky. The spring rain is so gentle and delicate. When father-in-law Lei saw it, he quickly took out his long-cherished drum and knocked it "rumbling" as if welcoming the arrival of spring rain.
The newly awakened earth opened its mouth thirsty for a winter and greedily sucked the sweet milk. Spring rain fell on the grass, and the grass's little face turned green at once. The spring rain fell on the river bank, and the willow trees that had just been awakened by the spring breeze became greener. She stretched out her soft body and fluttered in the wind. When the spring rain falls on the peach tree, the peach blossoms on the peach tree will be more colorful. Where the spring rain falls, it is full of vitality. I can't help but think of a poem written by Du Fu: "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. "
The spring rain moistened the earth, and then she left silently. The spring rain is so ordinary and so short. I love spring breeze, but I love spring rain more.
Spring rain is beautiful, it moistens everything in the world. It is like a mother, kind and warm. It also gives people a sense of softness and makes people relax. As long as you go through the baptism of this spring rain, everything will be restored. The trees opened their bright eyes. The grass sneaked out of the soil, and the green one was still playfully swinging its soft posture. Spring rain is more charming than that girl's tears. It is not as "violent" as summer rain; Unlike the autumn rain, "worry"; Not as "cold" as winter rain. It's warm, just like mom's hand touching you.
I like the rain in spring. Every time it rains in spring, I play in the rain. Spring rain falls like a flower needle, like a filament, like a cow hair. I stood in the rain enjoying the sweetness of the spring rain, watching the children chase and fight, and when I closed my eyes, I saw a scene: you were standing in a paradise enjoying the beautiful scenery, and suddenly a few bees buzzed and butterflies danced among the flowers. At this time, your mood is beautiful. "Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently" I think this sentence writes the delicate tenderness of spring rain. Others may not feel where the beauty of spring rain is and why it is warm.
Go to the country, on the path, by the stone bridge. Children are playing outside and farmers are working in the fields. They are wearing hemp fiber and hats, and their hut is silent in the rain. Every household has come out and done their own thing. People who walk slowly with umbrellas are blowing the spring breeze as they walk, as if they are in a relaxed state. Grass covers the whole earth. At first glance, the eyes are all green and look lively.
Ah! Spring rain you often flow in front of my eyes all year round, and you bring vitality to my life. You are the rain you love! If I hadn't met you, my life wouldn't be wonderful.
In the spring of March, the spring rain falls from the sky and falls on the world. Spring rain moistens green wheat seedlings, green trees and my heart.
The spring rain washed away the dust of nature, making it full of vitality, pleasing to the eye and fragrant everywhere.
Catkin combed the soft catkins in the spring rain, as if dancing in spring. The green grass awakened by the spring rain quietly drilled its little head and drank enough spring rain, as if enjoying the beautiful scenery of spring. Frogs jump out of the soil and croak on the grass, as if cheering for the caress of spring rain and calling for spring. Swallows in black dresses fly in the spring rain.
Unknown flowers are blooming in the spring rain. They are as yellow as gold, as pink as chardonnay, as red as blood and as white as snow. Colorful flowers bloom all over Shan Ye.
After the spring rain, in the endless forest, animals came to the river to drink cool water, and the crystal drops on the leaves sparkled in the sun. There is a scene beside the waterfall, with beautiful scenery beside it.
Spring rain brings joy and vitality to nature.
I don't know when the spring rain fell quietly. The rain is as light as a cow's hair and as thin as a needle tip, and it is densely intertwined and sprinkled on the earth. This spring rain is like misty smoke, like wet clouds. Cover the earth and nourish everything.
Hair-like rain fell on the petals. The raindrops on the petals roll on the petals like pearls, adding color to the flowers, which is very beautiful. Look at the flowers on that peach tree, how beautiful they are! Pearl-like rain beads rolled on the petals for a while, then fell off this petal and stopped on another flower. Flowers are more beautiful and delicate under the moisture of rain.
Hair-like rain falls on the fields, making the green fields smoother and greener. A farmer's uncle smiled and said, "What a heavy rain! What a heavy rain! " A farmer's uncle beamed and said, "This is really' good rain knows the season, when spring comes'!"
Alas! Look, there are a group of lovely children singing and dancing in the drizzle. I saw them skipping for a while, dancing for a while, and bared their teeth for a while, as if celebrating the arrival of this drizzle. There are some little girls splashing water by the stream: I saw them throwing a bowl of water from the stream and splashing it on a girl. Suddenly, the girl became a "drowned rat". How happy they are, and their clear and loud voices reverberate in the sky.
Ah! Spring rain, you brought poetry to the earth, you brought hope to the farmer's uncle, and you brought endless joy to the children. I love you, Chunyu.
Comments: Rain, with joy, sprinkled on the earth, bringing people a bumper harvest and hope.
I like the tenderness of spring, but I prefer spring rain.
Spring has arrived, and the spring rain has received a mission: to awaken all things in the universe.
Didi, the spring rain has started to act. It first came to Xiaocao's home.
Sleeping grass, hearing the call of spring rain, rushed to the earth. Grass has just come, not afraid of wind and rain; It has the home of ants; It makes the flood mild; It adds a touch of green to nature. And these, more than half is the credit of spring rain.
Then, the spring rain came to the river and sang beautiful songs.
The "musician" river, which was frozen into ice in winter, couldn't help singing along when it heard the song moved by the spring rain. When it sings, many creatures in the world are also singing: lovely birds, beautiful flowers and kind grandfathers. ...
Gradually, the spring rain awakened all living things. It awakens sleeping grass, frozen rivers and many other creatures.
Now, it's time for it to accept a new mission.
I don't want to be separated from it, because I don't want to be separated from this "magical person" who wakes up everything in the world. But at the same time, I also thank it for giving me this vibrant spring. Indeed, it is time for it to accept a new mission.
Goodbye, Spring Rain. I love you forever.
Today is the first spring rain in 20xx years, which seems to come later than in previous years.
After school at noon, I walked out of the school gate and took a look. This scene is quite different from usual. Everything around you suddenly becomes hazy, especially the distant buildings, which are looming, giving people a mysterious feeling. Pedestrians on the road are carrying umbrellas. Through the rain and fog, I saw the colorful umbrella fluttering in the spring rain, like flowers in the rain. Coming and going vehicles crawl slowly, constantly honking their horns and flashing warning lights to warn pedestrians and vehicles around them "please don't come near me". Roadside vendors, without the usual shouts, all collected their stalls and went home, occasionally boasting a word or two. ...
I looked at my classmates who were sheltering from the rain with umbrellas. I wonder why they are hiding under the umbrella. I had an umbrella in my hand and didn't open it. Raindrops hit my face, itchy, cool, very comfortable, and there is a fresh feeling. Walking in the rain and fog for a while, suddenly, a fresh and cool feeling penetrated the whole body. Raindrops are cold when they hit me, but somehow there is a moist and warm smell in the air, which seems to tell me the news of spring. Yes, the spring rain has brought a lot of inconvenience to people's travel, but it has moistened the dry air and the dry land in Xinjiang. Because of the spring rain, the air is much cleaner and the earth is no longer dusty. Spring rain moistens the grass, makes it germinate, moistens the trees, makes it germinate, moistens everything and makes them wake up in spring. ...
"I want to get wet clothes, apricot blossom rain", I love the silent spring rain!
The fifth grade spring rain composition 8 falls and drops, drops and drops. At night in the south of the Yangtze River, the spring rain quietly enters the ground, moistening things silently.
You say, this spring rain is unhurried and dense. Is it gentle like a mother's hand, lingering like a breeze, caressing and infiltrating mountains and rivers? The sky is dark, and the rain and dew are dancing like dancers on the leaves of flowers and plants. As soon as the sun shines, the dew turns into steam and rises to the sky like a fairy's light smoke. The mountains are handsome, the water is abundant, and people are more energetic.
You see, on the edge of the vegetable garden, there are only green bamboos, patches and clumps, wet and green; By the river, the willows have green buds, yellow and green, so lovely; In the Peach Blossom Garden, the budding peach buds are as rosy as neon in the misty rain, which arouses people's association: they decorate spring, breed vitality and show vigorous vitality. Isn't it? Spring rain is the midwife of nature, which makes Jiangnan give birth to a vibrant world.
You see, the whole world is shrouded in clouds. Mountains are just a few peaks; Water is nothing but green satin. Near the mountains and far away from the water, green bushes and white fog are suspected to be paintings left by celebrities. So, I'm thinking that some things in the world, perhaps intentionally or unintentionally, can be better than painstaking planning.
Everyone loves his hometown, the people in his hometown and the mountains and rivers in his hometown. I love the spring rain in Jiangnan. Although I can't understand or see clearly, I always feel that there are endless stories hidden in this careless and misty spring rain. When I grow up, this deep love is better than others. This is not only because this spring rain has driven away the chill in the south of the Yangtze River and brought warm spring, but also because it can sow the hope of next year in this picturesque season.
Life can't be like a fish getting water, like a spring breeze. It is inevitable that there will be embarrassing things, even difficulties. It is the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River that moistens my bitter dream and lubricates my monotonous thinking. It washed my mind, making me detached when I was embarrassed, excited when I was depressed, full of energy when I was weak, and full of confidence when I won.
Yes, the land in the south of the Yangtze River is inseparable from the nourishment of the spring rain, and the heart that studies hard every year needs the care of the spring rain.