Xia Yu's excellent composition 1
Quietly sounded the long-hidden Chai Men, and time passed quietly by me. Cicada started her concert and told me that summer was coming. Hello dragonfly, were you busy moving when you were flying by the river? No, oh! It is going to rain!
Blue sky and white clouds bid me farewell. The original blue sky was replaced by gray hemp fiber, and it was quiet around, as if listening to the dark clouds announcing that it was going to rain! The cicada's voice sank and Xiang was playing a tuba solo. Looking up at the gray sky, at that moment, cicadas, dragonflies and people stopped making noise, and the sky seemed to be blackened by stepping on paint-suddenly, a white curve cut through the dark sky, which made people feel creepy. Then, the thunder that followed seemed to be the shadow of lightning. Its blockbuster roar seems to make the sky tremble, but it is a laborious task after all. Yelled a few times and went home. At this time, today's real protagonist fell from the sky-rainstorm. The rain kept falling with the footsteps of thunder, like a broken bead. The splash of rain is beautiful, but it is fleeting. Rain nourishes the thirsty earth and nourishes flowers and trees. Looking at the scenery in the rain: the fog is filled, and the water tank bead curtain covers the face. In the haze, I seem to see the wonderful scenery of the earth after the rain!
"Scattered into mud and rolled into dust, only the fragrance remains." How beautiful! The same is true of the rain, which glides gently without leaving a trace, but our summer rain has left us a special and mysterious gift-rainbow. Flowers are fragrant, but they leave traces after rain. The rain stopped and the weaver girl began to work again. There is a crisp cicada singing among the treetops, leaving a wonderful rain scene in my long river of thoughts, and that wonderful rain will never be erased!
Xia Yu, excellent composition of Grade 2.
Rain, angel's tears, with a calm heart, fell into the bottom of the lake.
In your eyes and mine, layers of ripples are rippling, representing the colorful seasons. ..........................................................................................................................................................
Smell, the fragrance of spring rain.
One night in early spring, I fell asleep clinically, and let the drizzle drift quietly into your dream. When I open the window in the morning, I see a picture more beautiful than a dream. Thin rain threads are woven obliquely and densely, like yarn spun by silver thread, falling gently from the sky. Mother Earth opened her sleepy eyes and looked at everything in the rain with loving eyes. Curled wicker danced, green grass trembled slightly, and sucked the sweet rain and dew. A little new green turns into a bright color in the misty rain and fog, which is delicate and flowing. Take a deep breath, there is a hint of coolness in the humid air. Mixed with faint grass fragrance, the bustling sweetness is refreshing. Do you smell the fragrance of spring rain in the air? That is the fragrance of life.
Look, Xia Yu's arm.
On a hot summer afternoon, a flash of lightning ripped through the gray sky, and the rumbling thunder rolled overhead and exploded violently. The raindrops the size of beans fell with a bang, splashing gray-yellow dust on the ground, and suddenly they were as dense as curtains. In an instant, the rain merged into a stream, and then the rain rushed down like a torrent. The willows beside the road are swaying in the rainstorm, and the long branches are dancing wildly, but the grass still stands proudly and grows sturdily in the storm. All this is now in sight, with such awesome power. Do you see the strength of summer rain in the dark sky? That is the arm of youth.
Listen, autumn rain whispers.
On an autumn evening, the sky put away the sunshine that was no longer warm, and the moisture gradually filled the dry sky. The earth suddenly changed color, and the autumn rain approached with slow steps, like water drops and freezing points, falling in strings. Occasionally naughty raindrops whirl in the blue sky with a slight wind, and finally they are tired and tired, gently falling on ponds and streams, on the roadside and infiltrating into the soil. The leaves with scattered branches and leaves can no longer catch the passage of life. After rotating several times in the gray sky, they gently fall to the ground and look up at the rain sprinkled on themselves. However, the fallen leaves have no regrets, because that branch once produced rich fruits. Just like autumn rain, I don't complain, I just want to moisten the soil and give birth to more life in the coming year. Listening attentively, the rustling sound seems to tell people the meaning of life. Do you hear the sound of autumn rain in the rustling wind? This is a speech about dedication.
The air filtered by rain in spring is the purest. Did you see that group of little girls are planting young seedlings in the soil with a pair of tender hands?
The sky washed by summer rain is the clearest. Did you see those boys screaming with football on the court again?
The soil soaked by rain in autumn is the most fertile. Did you see the old couple helping each other across the street in the sunset?
Some people may say that the spring rain is too weak, but I say that you can't touch its inner positive power; Some people may say that Xia Yu is too arrogant, but I said that you can't see its inner fire. Some people may say that autumn rain is too bleak, but I say you can't understand its selflessness and persistence in life.
Fall in love with the rain, no matter which season, smell, see and listen; Cherish this rain, whether it is yesterday, today or tomorrow ... I hold a drop of water in my hand and see its crystal-clear body reflecting the brilliant sunshine after the rain, in my eyes, in my heart, reflecting the agility of life. ...
Excellent composition of summer rain in the second day of junior high school 3
The arrival of summer brings a hot smell. A summer rain washed away the sultry heat and cleared up the anxious mind. I love summer, and I love the special feeling brought by summer rain.
Before the summer rain, the hot smell made people afraid to go out. Cicadas are chirping in the branches, but they can't be appreciated when they listen carefully. The grass can't breathe fresh air, and it also lowers its head sullenly. Everything is dead. In summer, farmers are sweating like a pig and are undergoing the test of extreme heat. Everything is waiting for the arrival of summer rain in the sweltering heat.
"Boom-"Yu Xia's news, the ants get busy. It turned out that they were busy moving to places that could not be flooded. Swallows fly low in the air, telling their children to go home quickly. Because summer rain is coming!
"Want to go! Hey! " It rained in summer, and it came so quickly. The farmer's uncle hurried home from the field and quickly transported the bags of wheat dried at the door to his home. Summer rain hits the lotus leaf and falls into the water like pearls. Frogs are screaming loudly in the pond, as if singing, loving summer and cheering for this summer rain. Summer rain broke the silence and made people's hearts cool a lot.
After the summer rain, the whole world became more beautiful and everything was full of vitality. Birds began to fly into the blue sky again, frogs croaked louder and people went on working. Lotus leaves are more beautiful and elegant after the rain. Butterflies and dragonflies also began to dance.
In the nature after the rain, birds also stand on the branches, offering a beautiful song for the coolness after the rain in summer. Grass and trees are greener and more lovely. Everything looks so beautiful!
I love summer, not only its vitality, but also the rain in summer.
Excellent composition of summer rain in the second day of junior high school 4
Chunyu, she is too gentle. Autumn rain, she is so sad. Winter rain, she is too rare. But in that summer rain, I loved her the most. The roaring sound is her characteristic. I like straightforward summer rain, I like dull summer rain, and I like her impatience.
Spring rain and autumn rain have been the object of praise and discussion since ancient times, but what about summer rain? It seems that she has never formed a beautiful image in people's minds. When it comes to her, people say that it is too rude, too violent, and the lightning and thunder are too fierce, but who has carefully observed her? Who thought about her beautiful side?
Lightning and thunder came before the summer rain. Lightning is like a pair of sharp scissors, and the deep blue sky is like a piece of flawless blue velvet. Scissors swished a hole in the blue velvet, and the reflected white light was dazzling, but everything was gorgeous. Soon it will be dull thunder. The rumbling sound is like a dark cloud full of bitterness, and I don't want others to hear it. It's boring, and people's sadness will be revealed, not afraid. Then the heavy rain is like the catharsis of dark clouds, which makes all the unpleasantness splash on the ground with a bang, then flow everywhere and finally disappear. These raindrops hit the windows, the ground and the water angrily, constantly venting and venting ... No matter how wronged and painful Yu Xia was, she never let anyone know, but she silently vented herself. She didn't want more people to suffer with her, so she chose to roar and beat, and became rude and irritable, but people didn't know her heart. ...
Yu Xia, no matter what others say about you, my love for you will never change. Speak your mind and release your emotions. Let me stay with you and watch you quietly.
Excellent composition of summer rain in the second day of junior high school 5
In summer, the weather is very hot. The overlord of the sky, the sun, scorched the grass, scorched the dog and spit out his tongue, which made people sweat. It finally rained heavily today, which brought a little coolness to people.
Just now, there was a fireball and the sun hung in the blue sky. After a while, the dazzling light in the sky slowly disappeared. I looked up. It turns out that the sun, which just swaggered in the sky, is now covered by a cloud. Fewer calories for people. Gradually, the blue sky was covered with dark clouds, and many dark clouds gathered together. From time to time, several bright flashes of lightning flashed in the distant sky, and several thunders like landslides woke Mr. Yu from his dream.
A few raindrops as big as soybeans suddenly fell in the sky. Gradually, the raindrops became denser and heavier. From a distance, there seems to be a gray curtain covering the line of sight, as well as gray trees and houses, and nothing can be seen. Then, followed by a downpour. Thousands of water curtains were immediately set up between heaven and earth. It's like thousands of waterfalls falling from the sky, never ending. The running water on the ground rolls with the soil on the ground to the lower ground for use. It really feels like the sea of Wang Yang. Listen to the rain, just like a million lions roaring, and ten thousand arrows are fired at the same time.
The rain gradually stopped, and people opened their windows and enjoyed the benefits of summer rain. Flowers and grass seem to have not drunk water for a long time. They are enjoying the nectar brought to them by nature. The originally dirty window was cleaned by this sudden summer rain, and the person who was going to wash the car also saved himself a sum of money.
It will clear up naturally after the rain. The sun, which has just lost its dominance in the sky, is probably unwilling to give up again. It has regained its spirit, sending out a golden light, passing through the clouds and appearing in the sky.
I like summer rain, which comes and goes in a hurry. Unlike the rain in March, it is lingering, shy and meaningful. It is resolute, bold and even a little wild. It takes away heat and keeps cool.