In our ordinary daily life, we have all written essays, surely familiar with all types of essays, essays can be divided into elementary school essays, secondary school essays, college essays (papers). So how is the general essay written? The following is my collection of fall rain junior composition (selected 10), for your reference and reference, I hope to help friends in need.
Autumn rain junior composition 1Autumn, is the farmers uncle harvest season; Autumn, is the animals carefully prepare food for the winter season; Autumn, is the transition from summer to winter, from the heat to the cold a wonderful moment
This is not, the autumn rain, so come
"Clatter, clatter, clatter." , a resounding sound that clearly hit the glass windows of my house. The rain quickly "popped" in through the cracks in the screen window, catching me off guard and becoming an "uninvited guest" in my room. Close the window, lock, plug the gap methodically, busy, I have not seen strange, otherwise the floor of the boards will suffer! Standing at the window, through the shiny glass, looking at the window pots on these "uninvited guests", one by one crystal clear, a round smooth and tender and at this time, my eyes turned to the corner of the house, where there is also a small raindrops, quietly "lying" on the floor, oddly cute! The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this!
Just as I was getting carried away, I suddenly remembered my mom's words, "It's raining, the clothes on the top floor balcony should be put away." "Ah!" I rushed three steps and into two steps to the upstairs, "drip drip drip" sound of rain and "thump thump thump" sound of footsteps, the heart inexplicably more and more anxious, but the rain outside is still not slow down.
After completing the task given to me by my mom, I stood in front of the glass window with curiosity, quietly and carefully watching the lively raindrops outside the window. That a drop, a piece, a grain, there are large and small, thick and thin, the shape of thousands of raindrops from the front of my speed "swept" through, blurred my eyes, I y appreciate what is "overwhelmed" "unending "
So much rain, is not the Lord in sadness and tears? I looked up at the sky, black clouds compact, here a group, there a bunch, large, small pieces, is not also in the murmur? The first time I saw this, I felt that the air was much cooler than before, and I felt sleepy, and my eyelids were fighting, and I was accompanied by the sound of the rain, and I fell asleep
When I woke up, I opened my eyes, and the sunshine was all over my face. However, a few hours later it started to rain again. I asked my father with doubt: "Dad, why does the rain fall for a while and not for a while?" "It's called a shower, a burst of rain at intervals, coming and going quickly, without any warning." No wonder, my father's words helped me unravel the mystery in my mind
I once again stood in front of the window, carefully observe it
Autumn rain second year essay 2In the morning, I just got up, sleepy eyes, the whole body permeated with a kind of cool silk breath, perhaps this is the late autumn morning with a unique character it. Outside the window, the rain sprinkled down like silver silk, moisturizing everything.
Opened the red umbrella, I walked out of the house, ready to go to the interest class. Walking in the rain, fine rain drops on the red umbrella, flowing down, and then dripping to the ground, splashing a small splash, the sound of the crunchy, really nice, as if the whole person's crisp off. Not as naughty and cheerful as the spring rain, nor as anxious and violent as the summer rain, but so gentle and quiet. It just seemed to be doing what it was supposed to do. No arrogance or impatience, exactly. Perhaps this is the unique personality of the autumn rain.
Autumn rain, in the eyes of some people, seems to be deep and depressing. How many famous writers in ancient times wrote poems to express their homesickness, loneliness and depression in the fall.
Therefore, autumn seems to represent loneliness. Naturally, the autumn rain, in people's hearts, is shrouded in a layer of bitter meaning. But you see, in the late fall, the rain is not much, sometimes just a little. In late fall, the leaves yellow, the joy of harvest has faded, only immersed buried in the dust from nowhere. Perhaps it is the increasingly serious haze brought about by people's destruction of the environment.
There is nothing really clean anymore, no more ......
But in my heart, the autumn rain is clean. It silently brushes away the dust from the leaves, makes them shine, and also, without realizing it, brushes away the dust and distractions inside people. At least, that's how it is for me. It serves to purify the mind. Even so, it is not publicized, he will not be like the spring rain, "with the wind into the night, moist and silent." And he will not learn the summer rain rain people, he just silently floating down, bring people a unique atmosphere. This is, perhaps, the unique personality of the autumn rain ......
Autumn rain, not spring rain as a child, not summer rain as eager young people, but mature and steady adults. He has a gentle personality, a clean heart, and an unassuming nature. I have read Eileen Chang's "Autumn Rain", she said that autumn rain nets the whole autumn, the whole world of autumn, is harmonious. Yes, autumn rain is such a personality. This is not superficial, I'm not looking at autumn rain with vulgar eyes, at least in my own small world, autumn rain is like this. Leave a little angle to yourself, this is my attitude.
After the interest class, the rain stopped, put away the red umbrella, go with yourself ......
Autumn rain junior composition 3Sunday morning I woke up, I heard the sound of ding dong dong, what is the sound?
I got dressed and got up out of bed, I came to the balcony to look out at the sky a gray, "oops" it rained, ding dong dong original is the rain tick fell on the stainless steel drying rods issued by the sound, I also saw put on the outside of the balcony of the green plants have been rained on "washed", the leaves are still hanging some crystal clear. On also hanging some crystal clear as soybean-sized pearl it, and then look at the stainless steel drying rack is also hanging a string of shiny beads of water, I thought of the fall rain only in the house to see can not, must need to go outside to take a look at, and then feel the fall rain on the body is what it feels like, I wore a raincoat and changed into rain boots on the way downstairs.
Came downstairs I see the rain is getting bigger and bigger, I would like to feel the feeling of autumn rain on my head, I put down my hat and walk in the rain, the rain on my head cool from my head to my face, which makes me to the idiom "pectin and Mu rain" meaning, I walk slowly in the rain, see the puddle of water on the roadside by the water rippled and made a sound. Rain smashed ripples and issued a popping sound, then blew a burst of accompanied by the fragrance of osmanthus autumn wind, "ah" good refreshing ah!
The rain is getting smaller and smaller, but also more and more peaceful, like a gentle person in the talk, I will hand out of the raindrops soft drizzle on the hand, which again let me understand the "wind and rain" meaning. The rain is gradually turning into a drizzle and I think it's time for me to go home.
In the evening, after I finished my homework and ate dinner, I walked to the iphone experience store in Huaihai Square to put on the tempered film on my phone, which was not crowded.
Did not go a while the rain began to fall, fortunately I brought an umbrella when I went to the intersection waiting for the red light, facing the opposite side of the headlights to see a string of beans big raindrops, densely packed countless smashed in the road, the road smashed out of a countless number of small blisters, and some small blisters are also lined up along the side of the road in line with the flow of the. I walked and looked, when I walked to the North Gate Bridge to see the rain on the top of the bridge as a running stream flowing down the bridge slope to the roadside on both sides of the bridge slope below, and then look at the bridge below the river, the rain fell down the entire river like someone in the square dance as "very lively"!
Autumn rain drove away the summer heat, ushered in the cool of autumn, autumn rain ah really comfortable. I love the rain in the fall.
Autumn rain junior composition 4Autumn rain, she is the messenger of autumn, she is like a little girl, wearing the most beautiful clothes, she smiled and came to us. Where she went, there was one after another bright little pool of water, and fresh air.
Autumn rain, when it appears, all the plants show their smiling faces and open their arms, they are welcoming the autumn rain girl. When it rains, drops of water seem to be crystal clear jewels, and when they are allowed to fall, they converge into small pools of water one after another.
The autumn rain girl also invited Thunder Duke to cheer, when the autumn rain out, you can hear the crackling sound of falling water, under the autumn rain is like an ink painting, the painting is still alive, with many vibrant plants, with many real scenes. Autumn rain it is wonderful, it is not only for the bleak autumn added a life, but also brought the plant many benefits.
For example, when the lovely big apple is moisturized by it, it will become red like a lantern, when the yellow duck pear is also loved by him, he will be yellow like a small ball of leather, when the pink peaches are caressed by him, he will become like a little girl's face, when the purple grapes are praised by him, it will become like a child's eyes as shiny! ...... Autumn Rain, he brought us too many benefits, more than we can simply count.
Whenever I saw the fall rain outside, saw the little friends in the rain play, I can not help but put on a raincoat, rushed outside, with the little friends with happy play. After playing, although the raindrops have wet my hair, wet my raincoat, but I feel that the autumn girl seems to be giving me bath water.
Whenever I saw the fall rain, I couldn't help but pick up a brush and draw its approximate appearance on the paper.
Whenever I see an autumn rain, I can't help but pick up a pen and write a little poem on the paper to help.
After the fall rain, the air becomes so fresh and makes people so cool. At this time all the plants have finished absorbing the nourishment of the autumn girl, all of them open their smiling faces and can't help singing and dancing.
Autumn rain it is a symbol of the good, he brought the farmers uncle the joy of harvest, to a variety of plants to bring a lot of nourishment, he also gave us children to bring the time of the happy ...... he brought a lot of benefits, simply can not count.
I like the autumn rain, like the autumn rain girl ......
Autumn rain continuous ......
Autumn rain second year essay 5Today, on the physical education class when it rained a fine rain, so that the rain to terminate our class. Back to the classroom, looking out the window at the sky, listening to some small sounds, quietly enjoy this fall. Fall seems to have come a little early this year, but it's just right for me. This fall is a bit strange, the wind in the fall, the temperature in the summer, the only constant is people's clothes.
What made me think that fall was coming was yesterday, because yesterday during morning exercises. There was a wind that made me feel incredibly familiar. The wind blew the trees on campus, so that the leaves, which were already somewhat yellow, showed the beauty of autumn, and the sky began to haze, the sky at six o'clock in the summer is still sunny and clear, the sky at six o'clock in the fall has begun to gray and heavy.
Sitting in the classroom, listening to the noise. I was doing my thing, they were doing theirs, and it felt good. I liked that I didn't have to talk to people while I was doing something. One thing that makes me laugh is that at this time of year my drink is still coffee. The first cup of coffee this fall had a different flavor. It turns out that it's different to savor coffee in different seasons and on different days.
When enjoying this fall, I would love to record the beauty of the fall with my camera as I did last year, and use words to tell the truest feelings of my heart. This fall is very familiar to me, and for the first time I feel that she is so intimate. She came as if she were an old friend who hadn't seen her for more than ten years.
Suddenly, I was thinking about the question: is fall really here? Is it because I miss the fall too much and get the illusion? Because I feel that the unique characteristics of summer and fall are dissolved in the same day, so I can not help but have doubts. I went around saying that fall seemed to be here in order to solve the question of whether or not fall had come. Soon, they seemed to agree with me that fall was really here.
Walking out of the campus, the drizzle has not stopped. Students put up large and small, colorful umbrellas, constituting an abstract painting. Passing through the green belt, you can still smell the natural smell of soil, flowers and grass. Rain drops on the grass, it seems it is full of vitality. The rain dew on the flowers shows its delicate beauty. A puddle of rainwater on the concrete road is trampled by pedestrians. Look at the splash of water, as if to see our childhood, in the water to play the appearance.
Perhaps this is in the climate of summer and fall! The wind is blowing in the fall, falling summer rain. Looking into the distance, a hazy. As if life, in the future everything is hazy, everything will be unknown.
Stepping on the rain, holding an umbrella, looking at the raindrops, feeling the natural beauty of the autumn wind and summer rain, listening to the heartbeat of the autumn and summer change.
Autumn rain junior composition 6The day, gloomy, when the school is over, a light rain, I hastened to stretch out my hand, the tiny raindrops like tickling me, a moment in my head, a moment in my face, and a moment in the heart of my palm ...... make me itchy all over my body. The people on the street were in no hurry to take shelter from the rain, taking their time to enjoy the coolness it brought. The ground is wet by the rain, the leaves slowly become more green, more dry, dry for many days of flowers finally "drink" to the sweet water droplets, and stretch out the beautiful petals. Nightfall, the first lights, the rain fell more heavily, like countless lines of silver, the ground uneven place into a puddle, the rain fell on the inside, it splashed a small ripples.
Love the fall rain, it has a unique flavor. Autumn rain, following a piece of fallen leaves, mischievous whirl; autumn rain, thin, like silk thread, gently, hit your face, like a warm silk scarf across.
Autumn rain, a small rain, but can go down all day. It is not like summer, the air is filled with that fresh smell of grass; it does not have much flavor, but can bring people a fresh feeling. These days, every morning, I can feel such freshness. Strolling in the rain, the thousands of threads, crossed, drifted onto my face and into my eyes. So I dropped my umbrella and thought, why not enjoy such a perfect rain?
The rain looks like it's telling its sorrows like a human being, telling endless grievances, it's so light. People in the rain, walking hurriedly, but ignored this perfect everything. Hehe, is this a dream? I wish I could gently touch this raindrop, but it is so small. A gust of wind blew, the raindrops like a naughty child, running forward, running ......
Perhaps the autumn rain is more sentimental like a young girl, it is gently pathetic, it is so meticulous. Crystalline dew on the fallen leaves flashing, flashing ...... ground was wet by them, one puddle after another, floating leaves, like small boats. The raindrops, however, jumped around one after another, and the sky's face became even more gloomy; it seemed to be angry. The raindrops became bigger, but still so light that they turned gracefully and fell to the ground.
A cold wind blew, and the rain stopped. I don't understand why, I love autumn so much, it seems to be because, I was born in autumn. Autumn gives me emotions. Love the rain in autumn, how gentle it is. I love to read books quietly by myself, maybe it is the quietness that autumn gives me. Standing in the cold autumn wind, I looked up at the sky, a trace of rain sprinkled on my face, how warm!
Heh, this fall rain!
Autumn rain junior composition 7Autumn rain is permeated with an evil, heaven and earth is filled with such as the sorrowful silk when the rain, everything is silent, bear it mercilessly wash. A summer of mania in the slow soaking completely clean, cool along with the escape of the summer and become the mainstream.
In the autumn rain with one or two friends, walking in the village side of the road, no noisy city pollution, only the sound of the rain fall, in this flashy world, how much more heavenly music, modern civilization surrounded by modern people, how many have a sensitive mind to feel the delicate autumn rain fly, and nature as one. Autumn rain is the most personalized, autumn rain under the scene also has a distinctive character, all outstanding, and fate for silent resistance, although the good years have been close to the end, but they are in the autumn rain in the joyful singing, this song is not decadent, is grateful, is the sweet memory of the past. One of the friends said: "Autumn rain is really lingering, this kind of unhurried air is really the most in line with the wisdom of the people, spring rain is dismal, summer rain arrogance, winter rain, but the most ruthless, only the autumn rain is the most considerate of people's intentions, most like a classical beauty." I nodded yes, yes, the autumn rain is the most characteristic, autumn is a season of the former and the latter, that is, the enthusiasm of the previous season and the coldness of the season after the combination of the two seasons of the long and discarded the two seasons of the short, the performance of the right, become the most fascinating season, and the autumn rain has become one of the most representative of the characteristics of the scenery, the scenery in the rain of the autumn rain meditative and peaceful and the rain of the autumn exchanges, that the leisure is with the rain of the autumn echoed! The most important thing to remember is that it's the most beautiful scene in the world.
Like the slow and delicate fall of autumn rain, calm and unhurried, show between the hands and feet of everyone, a little bit of falling rain is not, but the soul of the spring, I do not know how much to wash away the people on the mundane feelings of distractions! Walking in the countryside on a quiet road, listening to the rain gently scratching pieces of green leaves, and from no reason to give birth to the infinite yearning for the countryside, really want to say goodbye to interpersonal strife, and find a remote location, cover a chic courtyard, which is planted with a variety of chrysanthemums, in the late fall, picked chrysanthemums placed in a cup, tasting chrysanthemums of the seclusion of the life of the shortness of life.
It occurred to me that the idleness of the autumn rain has long been a luxury for modern people, and the beauty of nature has gradually disappeared from the view of all people, and all sorts of modern temptations have long been captured, and most of the people's eyes are limited to a small unit of strife, and they can escape from the modern civilization's siege and interception of the few, and they can always keep a calm heart, and they can live a comfortable and interesting life in the world, and I'm afraid that it's a rare thing. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
Autumn rain, you are the wise man of heaven and earth, people because of your existence and awake, because of your wisdom and calm!
Autumn rain junior composition 8
In this bustling almost chaotic city, the seasons always seem to be at a standstill. And this year I noticed for the first time that summer had arrived only because of a few rains.
The rain seems to be particularly sensitive to summer, and a cool breeze that passes by unintentionally causes the clouds to cry all day long for no apparent reason. I sat in the house and quietly watched the rain that came in a hurry. It should feel good to get wet, right? Unfortunately, I'm afraid of getting sick. Maybe it's more just because I'm long past the romantic age of going in the rain. Someone on the open computer sent a message over that seemed to have been waiting a long time, "Well, it's raining, what are you doing? Look up out the window, look at the sycamore tree in the rain ......" I looked up out the window, the rain like a string of beads being pulled askew by the wind, but I didn't see any sycamore trees. A few more people sent word over, all some watery stuff, Xu, summer is not all as beautiful and romantic as we thought.
The last one to send a message over is a boy called Tianfeng, at this time outside the rain is still in the dense underground. He said, "Have you ever heard of golden rush rain? That is a kind of golden yellow flowers, flowers thank era chaotic rain, just like the sky now ......" light melancholy tone let people can not help but guess whether his back is there was a rainy day like this and the story of the Golden Rush Rain. I can not help but think of Go again, remembering the continuous river, the brilliant summer days, the streets and alleys that we stepped through together ...... Our meeting and the story is also as beautiful as this rainy day. However, it is also in the summer, the speeding car, mercilessly crushed the beauty of everything that had only just begun to happen ...... In heaven, there should also be such a quiet rainy day, right? Wouldn't he just stand and stare at the rainbow? Something cool slipped from the cheeks, as light as a butterfly's wings, only to realize that I had been immersed in memories for too long. The rain will have to stop even if it is beautiful, besides, it is a summer rain, and that story is already very far away ...... shaking his head, did not go back to the words of the sky and wind, perhaps, silence is the best way to answer it!
Stand up straight to open the window, I put my hand out, the rain is colorless, fell on the hand, like melting into the skin. But then it converged from the bottom of my hand, drop by drop, falling to the ground and blooming into a million transparent flowers. Putting my wet hand on my face, the cool sensation, and the cool liquid slipping from my hand. At this time the rain is no longer as heavy as earlier, it is almost stopped, right? All will be in the rain stopped when the clouds, the rain cleared, there will be a colorful rainbow appeared in the blue sky like water.
Autumn rain junior composition 9
Autumn rain, depressed and hazy, rain in the cold wind fluttering recklessly, the air condensation of the water mist in the gray sky to cover up the noise behind, everything seems so quiet.
When I was a kid, I loved the sound of rain. Early in the morning as soon as you go out to see the world of rain and fog, a person, holding an umbrella, walking on the road, what do not want, what do not pay attention to, regardless of which day road to go to what place, only to know that the raindrops fall on the umbrella sound extra winter, a small crystal water droplets hovering on the umbrella eaves, seems to be talking about the sorrow of the parting of the world; there are also a number of raindrops in the gap between the leaves struggling to get lost not to know where to go; and blunt character of the water droplets in the sky to see the world of the world, the world of the world of the rain. Where to go; and the character of the blunt raindrops are straight down to the ground, not the slightest entanglement with the cold wind, the crisp sound of the landing is their destiny. Every time you listen to their world, the heart will add a few points of joy.
Time slips away, in the twinkling of an eye is not the uninitiated, naive me, there is a sense of responsibility for something y disturbed me, the pressure is increasing day by day, long ago, do not remember the sound of the rain and that the heart of the joy.
Daylight such as water, and the roadside lights into each other's reflection oblique chaotic cold wind brings a touch of cool, so that people in the state of fatigue got a touch of warmth, that a touch of light seems to be redemption, take me out of the abyss of pain of salvation, the rain hit the shadow under the light, as if to understand the bitterness of my heart, and constantly pacify me, open your hands, the rain is not cool, in the hands of the gathering into a bead of water is particularly lovely. Silent rain, to give people the mind to tranquility and calmness. He whispered to me to have an inner voice, embarrassment in the unassuming, urgent in the unhurried, in the long river of life ripples to meet all the good.
Away from home for many years, although the rain is still rain, but I can not find that serenity and belonging, the rain here is too deep, heavy, not like the memory of that gentle and warm, the raindrops here are as big as a bean, not like the memory of the silky, invasive heart: the rain here is entangled with the gusty winds, where a kind of piercing coldness, will only give a person a cautionary tale, rather than appeasement, non-memory of the warmth. I really miss it, and I want to find the rain in my hometown. Put down everything, back to the memory of home.
The old acacia tree in front of the yard, still upright, just more than a vicissitude in the mist swaying acacia flowers are still playing with small water beads, the room on the lapis lazuli tiles are still enduring the pain of separation again and again, but enjoy the joy of reunion again and again, the hometown of the rain, is still in no hurry, according to their own way of giving the world a moisturizing to the human heart to the tranquility to the faraway wanderers of a The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
Autumn rain junior composition 10"Autumn half rain cool day." Xi'an's fall begins with a cool rain on an extremely hot day.
When the rain began to fall, I did not intend to hold an umbrella, but then the rain gradually got bigger, had to hold up, and then although the rain weakened, but also can not put down the general, just silently holding the umbrella slowly walking.
A few days ago, the rain was like a young man in the air: a thunderclap, clattering on the beginning of the next, and then abruptly reduced, not out of ten minutes will be nowhere to be seen, and naturally, just to solve the heat of the moment; in recent days, the rain is sheepish as a sentimental maiden, the raindrops are always the first to caress your cheeks, and then stopped, so that people can not be finished; just the clouds have not been dispersed, and then not much longer will be once again down, this to some extent. This time it's a little heavier. With the rustling sound like tugging at your heartstrings to the sound of rapid snapping leaves and a hint of earthy fragrance, you will not be able to help but look at her wonderful posture; and finally swish and weave into a curtain of rain is enough to blur your vision, that is her unique beauty, do not know you will be looking at the infatuation, let the rain hit the umbrella or splash on the clothes. She stays for a long time, and when she leaves, she doesn't seem to give up, always kissing your cheeks with the breeze, and bringing with her a few days of cold and cloudy weather. This is not a girl like a moody, gentle and beautiful and deep in your heart, but also with a little unruly personality, stubborn but understanding?
No wonder many ink writers see the pen on the fall rain are fond of, "the most worrying not to understand, four eaves sparse rain to send the sound of autumn." "Bashan night rain rises in the autumn pool, you ask the return date has no period." Written mostly in the fall rain to people's sad mood, "more straight full of Sichuan rain, wash the new fall." "Listen to the sound of autumn, and into the wutong rain." I like, autumn is the season of great beauty, not only because of her golden leaves and full of fruit, I think more to be attributed to the autumn rain. She makes all the scenery in the fall are covered with a layer of veil, a layer of if nothing else but real - cold, giving people a kind of bleak and unapproachable feeling.
Summer rainstorms beat on the leaves with "sudden rain hit the new lotus" like drums like crunch, fall rain is much more subtle: one because the amount of rain is not large, and secondly, most of the leaves have lost moisture, the elasticity is weakened. The ticking of the slightly lazy sound accompanied by a slightly cold wind, forming a strong contrast, but set out the slow fall rain: so slowly stained red maple leaves, slowly full of fruit, but also slowly brought the autumn, the golden harvest of the beautiful with a bit of cold in the autumn. As the previous article came slowly and went slowly, the autumn rain can always soothe the anxious mind, let the whole life slow down, slowly slowly ushered in and enjoy the fall.
Once again, the rain touched my cheeks, and I was surprised to find that it seemed to be a little bit colder.