I was upset and walking on my way home. It seems that everything on the road is against me.
At this moment, a little water sprite dripped on my head, and my troubles seemed to be washed away by this spring rain, and my heart was a little purified.
In the drizzle, Miss Willow gently combed her hair.
The soil on the roadside was cleaned by the rain, the vehicles roared past me, and the rain on the ground cheered and jumped.
Looking at the sky, the faint sunshine is mysterious.
With the gradual decrease of the spring rain, the sunshine followed closely. The sun is shining directly and the air is filled with the smell of trees. After the rain, the buds are struggling to grow. Who can stop such a strong vitality? The bird on the branch is chirping; Insects under the tree peel off the soil and crawl like sunlight; The young trees are also dancing with brisk steps.
The sun dyed the clouds on the horizon red, as if they were scorched by fire. Red clouds and the scenery on the ground cherish each other.
Finally, the sunset left reluctantly with the rain, and the moist earth after the rain brought vitality and irritability to this spring.
Uncle Dong left silently, and Miss Chun came with a group of naughty spring rains.
Miss Chun is like a magician. She waved her wand and began to rain. It has been underground, and everything is awake.
The naughty spring rain woke me up. I got dressed and ran to the door. I saw the potholes washed flat and soft by the spring rain. The naughty spring rain awakened the sleeping grass and flowers, and they showed their heads. The spring rain clothed the grass with green clothes and the flowers with colorful gauze skirts. They seem to say, "With the spring rain, we have become more beautiful."
Naughty spring rain came to the field, and the rape blossoms stood upright, blooming more vigorously, long, almost as high as me, and looked like a golden sunrise from a distance. The farmer's uncle said, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." They laughed. With the spring rain, they can plow the fields in spring. The spring rain is still "rushing" underground, and the naughty spring rain wakes up Miss Liu again. The willow girl has sprouted. Under the breeze, Miss Liu danced and the spring rain washed away her long hair.
In the afternoon, the naughty spring rain stopped, and they became small dewdrops, crystal clear under the sunlight.
I think spring is a brush, so spring rain is a colorful pigment. With them, spring will be painted more beautifully.
Spring has come, everything has revived, and red flowers and green grass have appeared in front of our eyes, showing a vibrant scene.
Suddenly, like a gust of wind, several dark clouds appeared in the sky. Slowly, it got dark. The air is sultry, swallows and dragonflies from the south are grazing by the river, and the willows on both sides of the river bank are motionless. Ah, it's going to rain in spring!
In a flash, the rain seemed to hear the horn of the charge, breaking through the clouds with difficulty and falling in a rustling way, and the misty rain kept falling like a broken bead. Rain, very fine, scattered on the river, rippling in circles; Rain, very cold, very cold, falls on people's faces, and cool raindrops flow from forehead to chin, itchy, refreshing and comfortable. The rain, very dense, crackled and circled in the air together. As a result, it was covered with a thin gauze, and the scenery was blurred. It's beautiful.
The rain stopped slowly again, and flowers and trees drank the rain greedily like milk, enjoying it. The grass looks greener after the rain washes away; Flowers are more beautiful after being moistened by rain; After the rain washed away, the river became clearer. The tender buds of willows can't wait to emerge, and the green willows make spring more vibrant and colorful.
What a good spring rain! Let spring become more beautiful, charming and lovely!
Listen, "Tick-tock" and "Tick-tock", the piano-like melody is playing. It's raining, it's raining The beautiful melody tempted me to look out of the window.
Rain is like a sharp sword, fighting with the enemy. The rain from the sky, too much to fill, dazzled me.
Naughty raindrops jump on the leaves and roll around like silver pearls. The willows on the roadside take this opportunity to comb their hair neatly and make it look greener. Depressed azaleas, afraid that the rain would damage their "luxurious clothes", quickly hid.
The wheat seedling in the field is happier. It greedily sucks the dew given to it by the rain. The sound of brushing from the wind constitutes a symphony thanking the spring rain. The farmer's uncle shouted with colorful umbrellas: "Get off, get off, we need you." At this time, even the green leaves, willows and wheat seedlings ... came running as soon as possible and shouted, "Come down, come down, I'm going to grow up!" " "
It's raining, raining, as if it were ringing. ...
Rain, spring rain! You fall from the blue sky and clouds. You are as cool as dew and as kind as your mother. You have nurtured thousands of plants in Qian Qian; You're the one who gave silently behind your back.
Thank you, Chunyu. I love you!
As the saying goes, "good rain knows the season, and when spring comes, it sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently." In the author Du Fu's pen, the spring rain is particularly brisk and lively.
"sasha vujacic! Shashasha! " In the morning, I heard the sound of rustling sand. I opened the window and it turned out to be spring rain.
Spring rain falls on the garden. Winter jasmine saw it and played the yellow trumpet happily, as if welcoming him. Peach blossom saw it and opened her red cheeks as if waving to him.
When the spring rain came to the field, the farmer's uncle smiled in the field. Rows of buds, seeing it, bent over with laughter. The surrounding trees, under the irrigation of spring rain, drank enough water and sprouted new buds.
Spring rain came to people's side. People are walking leisurely in the street with umbrellas. The arrival of the spring rain made people in the street feel a little cold. Raindrops like ox hair, like needles, like filaments, like crystal pearls, fall on your palm. There are many puddles on the road. I like jumping around in puddles and splashing some water. It's really fun.
The spring rain brought a glimmer of hope to the farmer's uncle and a hint of coolness to people. Let beautiful flowers bloom, a spring rain, let me know that spring is coming.
Excellent composition of spring rain 6 "Spring rain is as expensive as oil" This oil is like the rain and dew in the hands of a fairy, which is silently sprinkled on the earth.
At midnight, the rustling woke me up from my dream. In the gloom, I felt the cool breeze. I opened my sleepy eyes, got up and walked to the window, just trying to push it tight.
Suddenly I felt that the air was particularly fresh that night, and a few raindrops slipped from my outstretched arms. Raindrops are cool and floating in the palm of your hand, giving people a gentle feeling. As expected, the rain was crisp and I lost my sleep. The rain is very fine, so it is no wonder that the text always uses "thin thread" and "cow hair" to describe it. The rain is so light that any wind will make it change direction in a panic. The sound of rain is soft, and the sound of landing is not noisy at all, but like a melodious song, euphemistic and pleasant. I greedily sucked the fresh air and felt the moisture and baptism given by the spring rain.
Looking into the distance, the street lamp gives off a tired light. Every little raindrop passes through its light and will be inlaid with brilliant Phnom Penh. The puddle under the street lamp is crystal clear. The willows beside them, patting their branches and leaves gently, are charming. This quiet night, this smart rain, how can people be willing to sleep?
At the right moment, the rain cleared up, the bright moon flashed among several clouds, and countless morning stars seemed to be washed away by the rain, bright and dazzling. With the peace after the spring rain, I gradually invaded the dream. ...
Excellent composition of Spring Rain 7 "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Miss Chun came to us with light steps. It breathed a sigh of relief, the grass leaned out of its little head, green and green, and the flowers were smiling and colorful. Chunyu's younger brother followed his younger sister, the farmer's uncle smiled, and the children ran and played happily in the rain.
The spring rain has been dripping underground recently. Seen from a distance, it looks like a transparent pearl. At close range, it looks like a thin ox hair. Listen! Some spring rains fall into the water, and the music of "Tintin" rings; Some fell on the house, ringing "click"; Others fell to the ground, splashing beautifully, dancing like a beautiful girl in the water? It's like another big party
Spring rain is the petals sown by fairies, the falling honey, and the sweat of hardworking people ... The air is fresh after the rain, and the weather is sunny after the rain. How refreshing the blue sky is!
Chunyu is a singer who awakens everything in the world with clear songs. Chunyu is a painter. He dyed the world with various colors. Spring rain is a poet, bringing people the spirit of struggle.
Spring is a warm but not hot, cool but not cold season. Rain, tenderness, cheerfulness and wonderful sight. They are like the most beautiful things given by nature. When they blend together, they are more harmonious and wonderful. ...
Early in the morning, small raindrops fall lightly into the mortal world like elves born in spring, jump happily on the ground and splash a little water, adding a little luster to the flat and monotonous road. The sun gradually dazzled, and a beam of golden light came in through the tiny rain curtain. Raindrops seem to absorb the practice of sunlight at that moment, forming a golden veil, flashing light, illuminating the world, making people feel warm and full of warm sunshine in spring.
Spring evenings are humid, warm and cool. Raindrops hit the window eaves, and the sound was loud and small, like crisp and rhythmic drums. The chirping of insects outside the window seems to ring with the rain, playing a beautiful and harmonious symphony. A gust of wind blew, and the raindrops changed direction and fell on the grass one after another. The water drops hung on the tips of the grass and trembled slightly, like crumbling pearls. The rain is still raining, and an ethereal and elegant voice is still echoing. ...
Spring rain moistens the earth, but it is as pure as dew. Rain and spring morning light are still refreshing. ...
In the cold winter, I flew away with a rusty crowbar, a biting wind and flying snowflakes, and Miss Chun came with a colorful basket of flowers with light steps. She scattered the flowers in the basket on the ground, and the flowers turned into spring rain and fluttered to the world.
Continuous spring rain, inextricably linked, such as ox hair, like a needle, thin and dense, like smoke covering the earth.
I walked out of the house and walked in the light rain, let the naughty light rain drop on my face and let my thoughts fly freely. At this time, I found that I don't know when, the willows on the roadside pulled out new branches, and the thin long wicker swayed in the wind, as if grateful for the moisture of the spring rain. The grass sticks out its head stubbornly and looks at this novel world curiously. The vast land is also radiant with a little new green! Hard-working and simple farmers are grasping this wonderful spring sowing. "Good rain knows the season when spring comes-"I couldn't help reciting this poem.
Oh, flowers are the soul of summer, leaves are the soul of autumn, and snow is the soul of winter-I think rain is the soul of spring. I want to ask: if it doesn't rain in spring, will it make everything lack vitality and vitality and make people's lives less interesting?
I love the spring rain, its softness, its fluttering, its moistening and its selfless dedication!
Everything needs water, so do plants.
Gardeners of plants, do you know what they like best? I tell you, what they like best is spring rain. Spring rain can not only give plants water to drink, but also wash plants and wash away dirty things. What a kill two birds with one stone! Because of the rain, the earth has life, and flowers and trees sleep for several months in winter. At this time, they were awakened by the thunder of spring rain with a bang. Everyone woke up, grass sprouted, trees sprouted, flowers blossomed, peach trees and apricot trees blossomed, willow trees sprouted, bamboo shoots were unearthed, and the earth turned green. Then, several deer ran out to drink water by the stream, chickens and ducklings came to the grass to catch insects to eat, and small fish swam around in the clear water, poking their heads out from time to time to see how beautiful spring was. Swallows fly from the south, birds are twittering in the branches, bees and butterflies are flying around among the flowers, and they are busy. Frogs and turtles came out of the hole, and rabbits ran around the grass. The mouse went out to play.
A group of children are playing in the spring rain. Everywhere is full of vitality.
Spring is really nice, please rain more and let everything drink enough!
Excellent composition of spring rain 1 1 The cold winter has passed and the warm spring has quietly arrived. A spring rain refreshed the breath of spring.
Spring rain is not as big and sudden as summer rain. Spring rain looks like cow hair, thin and dense. The spring rain was so quiet that it was almost inaudible. If you listen carefully, you will hear the rustling sound, like a beautiful melody, soft and leisurely. ...
I stretched out my hand to touch it, as if it were touching me gently, cold and cold. It landed on my face, as if someone was tickling you. Lick it with your tongue, and you can taste a little sweetness!
The rain fell on the flowers and wet the petals. Glittering water drops fall gently from the flowers. It landed on the grass just sticking out of the soil. The grass is greener because the water is crystal clear. Fall on the wheat seedling that just poked its head out of the ground, just like wishing it thrive!
As the saying goes: "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes". This spring rain not only moistens everything, but also purifies the air, which is as fresh as washing.
Look! Another small seedling appeared, and another small flower was in bud.
I like spring rain, and I love spring more!
Grandpa Dong is gone, and it is another warm spring.
Miss Spring is here. She ran around and blew a breeze gently, as if to tell people, "Spring is coming." Flowers are blooming and plants are sprouting. Grass emerges from the ground and looks at the bright world; Willow straightened up again, like an upright cello, playing a cheerful tune.
Not to be outdone, the spring rain brought moisture to the earth. Spring rain falls in the river, and the water in the river is clearer. Fish are breathing fresh air and swimming freely in the water plants. They are so happy. There are also small fish sticking their heads out of the water as if celebrating the arrival of spring. Tadpoles also play on the water. From time to time, several ducklings swam across the river, flapping the water and shaking the water drops on their bodies.
The spring rain falls in the fields. The field where the seeds have just been sown has sprouted. They seem to be drinking nectar and say, "Thank you for the spring rain." Then shake the bud and straighten her waist. After the spring rain, the loess became more fertile, as if to say, "Our loess will never dry up again. How timely the spring rain comes! "
With the stream, the spring rain not only sang to all parts of the motherland, but also sang to our hearts. People are happy to say, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil!"
In the spring of March, rain is the most common, and it lasts for three or two days. What a spring rain!
Hey! It began to rain at dawn. Like silk, the rain is light and thin, so we can't hear the sound of falling and feel her dripping. I just feel that there is a wet veil hanging between heaven and earth, which makes everything look so hazy. In this mist, flowers and trees spread their branches and greedily sucked the sweet dew.
The rain is as thin as the tip of a needle, a little bit, flying to the earth, as if to wash away the traces of the residual winter.
The rain fell on the roof and roadside, but there was no splash. The rain is too small, too small! Birds in the tree are chirping in the rain, as if singing the continuous spring rain. All the creatures on the earth, after her baptism, are more pure and dazzling.
Oh, spring rain! You are Miss Chun's faithful messenger. You quietly come to the earth, let the flowers bloom, let the birds sing and make the earth full of vitality! You seem to be a musician's dexterous hand, touching people's heartstrings and sprouting all kinds of beautiful hopes.
Spring rain, you moisten the earth and people's hearts. You have brought vitality to the earth and infinite hope to people. I would like to turn into a silent spring rain to nourish the motherland!
Excellent composition of spring rain 14 flowers, flowers. What sound woke me up from my early morning sleep? Oh, it's raining cats and dogs outside
I can't wait to get out of bed, go out, hold an umbrella and watch the rain. Raindrops are really naughty. Sometimes they fall there, sometimes here, sometimes on my head, as if to turn a corner. After a while, the flowers put on their clothes and exposed themselves. The grass was about to wither, but the rain fell on the grass and the grass miraculously revived.
When I got home, I found the balcony all wet. Looking down from the balcony, I found that vegetable farmers were selling vegetables in the pouring rain. In the crowd, I found an old woman selling vegetables behind her grandson's back. I really want to help them. I looked at the pedestrian street and found an uncle with a little sister about 4 years old. Little sister was sensible and handed the umbrella to her father. This affection touched me.
More interestingly, in the evening, my father asked me to get a haircut. When we went out, we found it was still raining in Mao Mao, so we didn't take out our raincoats. However, on the way home from the haircut, it suddenly rained heavily again, and finally we were all "soaked". Although we were blackened by the rain this time, we still went home laughing.
Hey, what's up? Rain is interesting. I believe people who don't like it will like it after reading my article! Yes!
The fine composition of the spring rain 15 The rain flutters down like a girl waving a scarf in spring and sweeping the earth. After a while, the dry yard was suddenly soaked by Miss Chunyu.
The spring rain was silent at first, but how long did people expect the first spring rain of the day? People's hearts are full of joy.
The famous saying "Good rain knows the season, and when spring comes" is true. This first spring rain seems to really know our good times, which is really timely. It is like a mother, constantly moistening everything in the world with "milk". You see, the trees are absorbing the nutrients of the spring rain, spreading their leaves in the drizzle, and showing their vigorous posture in the rain and fog. With the sister's wind in the spring breeze, the children on the grass are not to be outdone, and they have danced a beautiful dance of life! The petals of the flower girl are still covered with tears of thanks for the spring rain!
Walking under the eaves, I seem to feel a moist and fresh air. Gradually, the spring rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of falling on the ground is getting louder and louder. When I walked into the yard, the rain fell between my hair, on my hands and face, and I felt fresher and cooler than usual. I walked into the yard and took a few deep breaths greedily, as if I smelled a little fragrance.
Only then did I find that the spring rain is respectable, selfless, beautiful and lovely. It would rather sacrifice itself and add another color to the mysterious nature. I would like to turn into a spring rain, educate my motherland and nourish everything in the world.