The rain is raining ......
The rain is slowly falling, "rustle, rustle ......" gradually washing away the dust in the air. You don't see that ancient tree? Look! They shook their spirits, as if they stood upright again a lot. Called out the birds, the birds in the trees look at the rain children came, out of the nest, chirping cheerfully: "It's raining! It's raining! Here comes the rain child! Look everyone! Look!"
Banana shook her long, thin, green arms, greeted the rain children to play, the rain children can be happy! The rain children were so happy that they flew over in a hurry and landed on Auntie Basho's head, body, hands, and all over her body. They were playing on Auntie Banana's body, and then they slid down the slide as fast as they could, and landed on the ground and disappeared in an instant. It turned out to be incorporated into the soil, and close contact with Mother Earth. Mother earth opened her arms. The rain child is happily accepted.
On the ground, the grass and flowers seem to re-buy a dress, become brighter, more charming, moving. And from time to time, nodding, praising the rain child's good. In the soil, the rain child met Mr. earthworm, just after greeting, but then disappeared, the original is completely absorbed by the soil.
On the ground, the little ants looked up at the sky and watched the rain child in the air, down and down. On the eaves of the roof, the rain child fell, fell on the roof, down the tiles, down to the ground. "Tick, tick ......" was like a musician playing a symphony, graceful and melodious. Let the little ants into the God, immersed in the beauty of the enjoyment, from time to time nodded his head. As if entering a beautiful wonderland, linger.
The rain fell heavily, and the distant mountains became blurred and hazy. It is like a landscape painting. As far as the eye can see, a green, the whole world seems to be composed of green, in addition to green or green. Green, green, green, yellow green, blue green together, forming a beautiful song, fluttering around ......
Rain rain down ......
Rain
Spring day, like a child's face, say change. This is not the case, the God said down on the next, pattering, like pulling the silver thread, weaving a large transparent net shrouded in green buildings, shrouded in the home of the road ......
After school, the students are all gone, leaving me alone to stand in the school gate alone. I stood on tiptoe and stretched my neck, anxiously looking at the hazy wind and rain in the distance. Alas, why hasn't Grandpa come to pick me up yet? Usually you are as punctual as an electronic clock! Did you have an accident? In addition, the front turn mouth must be full of water, become a big puddle, how can I flow through it?
Suddenly, a wet old man emerged from the dense rain curtain! Although he was holding an umbrella, he still took a step out of a puddle of water. His head was steaming, and he hobbled along, panting! I jumped up and kissed him on his wet face, and he smiled happily, his walnut-like wrinkles spreading immediately. I put on my rain shoes and held up my umbrella while: "What's tripping your feet? You're so late!" The tone of voice with a bit of blame. He smiled and replied, "It's not a big deal, it's a piece of cake!" It is really old and confused!
When we came to the corner of the path, it was already sparkling and turned into a big pond! I remember, a few days ago when it rained, passers-by here, one by one afraid of dirtying their clothes, would rather carry pants, carefully tiptoe, jump jump jump, a foot of mud and a foot of water, half a day to trickle through, hey, that sticking his head out of the lousy look, really called people laugh at the pain in the belly! Grandpa saw, muttering to himself: Hey, but it's just a hand up! Look, now the pond has been padded with a lot of flat red bricks, bricks between about a step away, the bucket folded serpentine, has been extended forward to the end of the pond. Look, pedestrians holding umbrellas, very briskly walk on it, they are like birds slightly stretching arms, a step across, as if jumping a beautiful Dai umbrella dance!
The rain hit the water pond, rippled round and round ripples, as if a crystal transparent flowers keep opening. Looking at this special red brick path in the rain, my heart was hot, thinking: this still need to guess? It must be my grandfather, because my grandfather often do such good things without saying a word: clean up the public **** place ah, tighten the public faucet ah, help the blind cross the road ah ...... Oh, he is not confused at all, his whole life life is so step by step over the road ah! Thinking of the blame on grandpa, I was so ashamed, then the idea, make a strong praise him: "Grandpa, you are really a living thunderbolt!" "What a big deal, a piece of cake!" He even red-faced, actually like a doll like a smile, full of wrinkles like spring water rippling open!
Spring rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain. I walked closely behind my grandfather, listening to the heavy solid footsteps, could not help but think: Grandpa ah grandpa, in the future I want to be like you, one step at a time, out of a road that belongs to their own ......
Moving Essay 500 Words Titled "In the rain - in a flash"This is a scene that took place in the afternoon of a heavy rain. afternoon. That scene is forever reflected in my young mind.
On this day, my mom told me to go downstairs to buy salt, and when I got to the store, I asked what to do when the salt was sold out. It is to go back or go to the supermarket farther away from home to buy it? Or go to buy it, I stride towards the supermarket.
Supermarket arrived, I hurriedly ran to the direction of the salt, picked a good and immediately paid the money, to the wind speed downstairs, because I went out a little long time, afraid of mom worried. However, when I walked to the front door of the scene I was shocked dumbfounded, outside the door, the rain crashed down, in the place where there is standing water drew a circle of ripples. My heart was filled with indignation and helplessness. Why is God always against me?
I hesitated, in the end rushed through or stayed and waited? I'd better wait, 1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes 。。。。。。 The time is passing by, but the rain has no intention of stopping. At this time, a familiar figure, is the owner's wife of the restaurant, she saw me and asked: "Hey, Ming Ming, can not go back is it? "I didn't bring an umbrella", I stammered. "Auntie's umbrella you take it." After saying that, she handed me the umbrella. "Then you 。。。。。。 "It's okay, Auntie still has it in the store." She said.
I opened the umbrella, rushed into the vast rain. Just into the door, see my mother with an umbrella just about to come out to pick me up, I took the umbrella in the hands of my mother back to the aunt's store, the aunt's umbrella back to the boss. I asked my uncle, "Why isn't Auntie here?" She went home to close the window. She went home to close the window, the words just fell, only to see aunty like a soup chicken came back, I have a kind of indescribable feeling in my heart, thanked the aunt again and went home silently. It turned out that the aunt because the windows at home are open, so afraid of the rain shower in, only to go home to close the window, but she lent me the umbrella, their own risk of heavy rain 。。。。。。
Yes! Rain again, but also can not block the transmission of love. After the storm is always sunny, an ambient flow also washed away the shade brought by the heavy rain. Although it rains, the heart is ambiguous! More ?
Since I was a child, I don't know how many things I've seen, how many touching stories I've seen. And the scene that I saw on a rainy day always came to my mind, making me unable to forget it for a long time.
It was an autumn rainy Sunday, I went to the guzheng class. I was walking on the road when I saw a cab coming. I was trying to stop, a little girl in front of me has preempted, will be stopped. I had to keep waiting. And when that little girl was just about to get into the car, a heavily made-up woman ran over and got into the car without even looking at the little girl. The guy hurriedly said, "Miss, there's already someone here."
"Where is she going?"
"Open. Open Source Road."
"Hmph, I'll only go as far as Xinhua Road and pay twice what she gave me!"
While saying this, the woman pushed the little girl out of the car and pulled the door shut and tried to leave. The girl had to wait in the rain again. I thought, with my toes counting all know, the brother will choose more money road less women, not to say "money can make the ghost push mill" well! I did not expect the car driver and the little girl pulled into the car, said: "Miss, this little girl stopped the car first, you still wait for the next one!" Said, started the car, ready to go. The woman was naturally reluctant, the rain was heavy and there were few cars, the next one which is so easy to wait for? She said, "I'll pay three times as much!" "No! I don't earn money against my conscience!" The brother left this sentence, and took the little girl to drive away. Only the woman was left standing in the rain, dumbfounded. I think, the brother traveled through the two lines of car prints must be y crushed into her heart!
I stood in the rain, could not believe what just happened! Nowadays society, how many people have lost their moral code, they cheat, for the money; they go through the back door, open the green light, the figure is the power; they only care about their own interests, completely disregard the safety of others; they flatter and flatter, do not want to their own dignity! Think about it now, in fact, many people are really conscientious, in fact, many people do not put the interests on the lips! This brother is one! He has his own principles! Think of a "window view" that I have read, talking about the last two talk about money, power of the two people fell into the cliff, I think there will be no one pity them, right?
Standing in the rain, looking at this scene in the rain, my heart welled up strands of warmth 。。。。。。
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Junior high school essay, please
In life, care is everywhere. Reach out to help in times of trouble, give up one's own life in times of danger `````` These are all manifestations of caring. And that touching thing that happened to me, let me feel the love of others for me, let me unforgettable.
That day, the day was cloudy, make up class, I hummed a pop song on the way home, suddenly, a gust of wind blowing towards me, beans and big raindrops are also mixed to, thanks to my mother told me to bring an umbrella, I took out the umbrella from the schoolbag, due to the wind, I had to hit the umbrella struggling to walk, I have a small strength, umbrella was blown by the wind and all of a sudden bulging, into a trumpet shape, ah, all this blame this! What can we do about the weather? The umbrella is broken, I do not know how to repair, so I can only carry the umbrella of the blowing back, barely in the road, deep and shallow walking, body all wet, pant legs splashed with a lot of mud, hey, this is just today to wear the new pants, really angry,
At this time, the rain is even bigger, I was anxious to cry, is it my destiny to become a soup chicken? Thinking about it, because I did not see a mud puddle at my feet, I accidentally stepped in it, and then my bag was also dropped in it, how can I do it! My books, my shoes, my pants, all wet, oooh, I cried. At this time, a hurrying uncle rushed over, saw me in this state, asked with concern: "Little student, let me help you! Give me your hand.'' My heart was full of joy, this uncle is really a living lightning rod! I was surprised to look at him, he was wearing a windbreaker, rain shoes, wearing a hat, his face is very pale, looking at him, as if to see the big savior, I gave my hand to him, a hold his hand, I feel hot, although the weather is so cold, but my heart is incredibly warm, he helped me to a store, help me wipe off the mud on my body, and also help me to make the umbrella good, the mud on the schoolbag to wipe off, luckily, the books inside. Luckily, the books inside were not wet. He also comforted me and said: "Don't be sad, it's okay, where is your home? Uncle will take you home.'' I'm so happy ah, is this uncle gave me love, gave me strength, in my encounter with difficulties to lend a helping hand, uncle this kind of help people happy spirit is really worth learning.
I am grateful to this unknown uncle, he let me know the care, but also learned to care, the scene in the rain is unforgettable, uncle's tall image has been engraved in my memory, I want to take him as an example, but also become a caring person.
After noon, the sky was cloudy, and with the high temperature, it was more and more dreary.
Staying at home, I felt bored and asked my dad to go out and play. I'm not sure how much time I'll have to spend on this, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a way to make it work for you. When we traveled not far from home, the sky suddenly started to rain showers. As a result, our interest in playing was almost gone. Dad looked around and hurriedly drove to the front of an unopened store. Before us, there were already some people sheltering from the rain. After we parked the car, Dad and I joined them. We were so relieved that we were glad that we would not be the ones to fall into the rain. The rain got heavier and heavier, pattering on the road. The feet of the rain was continuous, messy like hemp. At this point, we look a little anxious, hoping to stop raining as soon as possible. Suddenly, a bus came speeding by. Somehow, those people beside us who were sheltering from the rain shouted in unison, "Driver! Stop the bus!" At that moment, the bus quickly pulled over. Then the door opened. A middle-aged man with only one leg and both hands propped up on the corner hobbled out from the crowd of people avoiding the rain, and then got on the bus with a little difficulty. When the door closed, the bus sped away and quickly disappeared into the mist. At this point, my father and I suddenly realized, understand what just happened that scene is how it is. The rain is merciless. Dad and I were happy again. After a short while, the rain gradually subsided. The sky brightened up again, and the sun's bright shadow appeared behind the thin rain clouds. The people who had taken shelter from the rain here began to leave in droves.
A scene in the rain
In July, the sun is hot, the pond is full of beautiful lotus flowers, a reflection of the lotus flowers in a different red scene.
The weather is always unpredictable, a moment, the sky dark clouds, gusty winds, the pond lotus flowers with the wind shaking the forum, "Rumble!" Thunder sounded and a bolt of lightning broke through the sky. It started to rain heavily. The rain hit the road, hit the roof, also hit the lotus, in the storm ravaged, that soft like water lotus, seems to be unbearable, swaying from side to side, seems to be trying to dodge this bean big like rain.
In this storm, a lotus flower was knocked down a petal, the petal floating on the water.
The rain became more and more violent, but the soft lotus flowers at this time also showed a strong side, tenacious in the face of the wind and rain, but the relentless rain destroyed them. At this time, there is a shadow for them to block the wind and rain, the lotus leaves, in this very critical moment, the lotus leaves become a flower protector to make, no, more like parents, stepped forward for the lotus held up a safe and reliable umbrella for them to cover the wind and rain. This storm in front of the lotus leaves is not a pity.
The rain stopped, a drop of crystalline rain from the lotus leaves a slip, slowly dripping into the pond, splashing the scattered water. After the storm, the lotus flowers again show their beautiful appearance.
This scene in the rain reminds me of the love and care of our parents. Our parents as the lotus leaves, we are lotus flowers, when we encounter difficulties and dangers, parents will step forward, do their best to protect us, so that we are not threatened by the "wind and rain". Parents' love for us is infinite and selfless, and in times of trouble, parents often disregard their own safety and even sacrifice their own lives. This reminds me of the Wenchuan earthquake, parents to protect their children, with their own lives to build a living space, but also recalled that the seal mother dying to leave their children's life before the last pen.
Whether it is the protection of the lotus leaf on the lotus flower, or parents to our care, all can be integrated into a word: "love". This small scene in the rain, but full of the world's most beautiful and deepest emotions: love!
A rainy day, windy and slippery, I walked on the road to school, see a grandmother fell, I think: the grandmother fell not light, unlike our children. I must go to help the grandmother.
I rushed over and said, "Let me give you a hand, and your things fly far away." With that, I carefully helped her up and wiped the thin mud off her body with a paper towel.
Now, it was still raining heavily in the sky, and I took a bright red raincoat out of my schoolbag. However, I seemed to feel that something was missing. It turned out that it was the grandmother's things ah! After I picked up the thing, I slipped it into the grandmother's hand. The pedestrians on the road all looked at me, my face immediately turned red.
I thought to myself: granny's clothes are soaked, and she will catch a cold. Hey, I do not have a raincoat, how did I forget? I hurriedly put the raincoat draped over me and the grandmother, asked: "Granny, where is your home ah?" Granny said, "It takes eight minutes to get to my house, I'd better go by myself, it's already 7:40, will you have time to go to school?" I said without hesitation, "I promise I'll be in time." We slowly arrived at the grandmother's house, I looked at my watch, we walked for thirteen minutes. The grandmother smiled and said, "Thank you so much, little friend." I said happily, "You're welcome, it's what I should do." After saying that, I ran away at once. The old grandmother shouted, "Little friend, you didn't take your raincoat!" I still heard the grandmother shouting, and I couldn't care less in order not to be late. I had just reached the school gate when the *** of the morning reading class rang. Hey, fortunately did not go to get a raincoat, or even more to be late.
That day, I was late, but I was very happy.
Saturday evening, the sky is cloudy, not a drizzle. A few house swallows were frolicking carefree on the road. Suddenly, a big truck whizzed by, my heart tightened and I couldn't help closing my eyes. I knew something unfortunate had happened.
A house swallow collapsed on the road, and blood flowed out of the wound, instantly coloring a large area red.
Its companion flew over eagerly, hopped around it, and kept calling as if to say, "Get up, let's go!" The crushed house swallow lay motionless, and the wind blew up its feathers, and its companion, thinking it had come to life, kept flapping its wings.
After a while, the companion finally stopped. But it always thought its companion was still alive, and it kept calling. After a while, he finally found the right answer: his companion was really dead.
So it gently combed its feathers with its beak and flew off into the sky, looking back from time to time. The rain was still falling, and it seemed to be bidding farewell to the house swallow.
Seeing this kind of scene, I thought: animals can have such a deep feeling between each other, so how can we not be the same between animals?
I remember such a rainy morning, and for the first time I understood the language of the rain and heard the feelings of the rain.
This is a season of raw sentimentality - fall. It's always obscene rain falling, ghostly and sprinkling with the wind. Yesterday night, the rain has long been pattering down, this annoying fall rain, why say down. Suddenly thought of the poet Lu You had "small building one night to listen to the spring rain", why do not I come to a "pool in the morning to listen to the autumn rain" it?
Early in the morning, I got up early, the continuous rain still do not know the lack of underground, the air has been cleaned clear and transparent, I think it is a good time to listen to the rain, so they went out in a hurry.
After crossing the path between the bamboo forest, I saw the large pool. The pool was originally planted with some diamonds, but now is not the spring in March, can not see the "full pool of frost" of the scenery. Nearby, only a few golden leaves floating, let the raindrops wantonly hit on the body. Suddenly, I thought of the scene of the rain hitting the banana, and heard the sound of the rain hitting the banana. "Crack, crack, crack", hit the plantain's fat and broad leaves, crystal rain drops pooled on it, and then flowed down the plantain's leaf veins, bending the plantain's waist. Only when the rain rolled mischievously to the ground did it straighten up again. "Who is the nuisance who planted the plantain? Dashing in the morning and dashing in the evening. It is the gentleman whose mind is so bored that he weighs down the plantains and then complains about them!" A wave of idle sorrow actually emerged from the bottom of the heart.
The pool, hazy, even a layer of mist. If there is nothing, nothingness, such as a woman's light skirt, with the wind was lifted, I seem to see a section of the white legs, standing in the water. Fine raindrops fell on the water, the original ripples on the surface of the water suddenly rippled countless ripples. With the gentle sound of the rain, isn't it exactly Wu Wenying's "The people on the other side of the river are in the sound of the rain, and the evening breeze makes the autumn leaves complain"? I believe that at the other end, there must be a white woman standing on the shore, eagerly waiting for her lover in her thoughts. "How deep is the love? The rain on the mountains is the sound of rain at this time.
After listening to the pool rain, the heart has been melancholy, the rain is also gradually big, so they folded back to the house. Sitting on a chair by the window, I heard the sound of water dripping from the eaves of the tile snapping, like a lilac-like knot with a sad girl in a soft sob. Daiyu ah, I think I already know what is called "autumn window already feel the autumn is not enough, how can the autumn rain to help bleak.
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The snail in the rain essay 500 words
Outside the window, pattering rain, I put up a red umbrella, into the gauzy rain.
Eyes, a cream-colored point, a slowly moving cream-colored point into my field of vision, I was curious to go over, close to see, it turned out to be a snail.
It, with its milky white skin, spiral hard shell in earthy yellow, and two long, thin tentacles swinging from side to side, testing the obstacles in front of it.
My eyes followed its footsteps as it walked, walked, walked through many "trees" and crossed many "rivers". Along the way, it met a lot of companions, they head to head, face to face, warmly greeted. I really want to exchange pleasantries with them, but I don't know their language.
Finally home, a little snail climbed onto the back of the big snail and returned to the grass together.
The bushes are their highway, a winding mountain road or a straight highway, and their lithe bodies weave freely through the slender stems of these trees, eating the fresh leaves as they go.
A tiny snail, climbed up on a small leaf and caressed the small green leaf face with its tender skin. The little leaf asked, "Snail, do you have your own dreams?" The snail said, "I want to travel, but I don't have wings, hey, it's better to be my simple self! My dream is actually very simple, every day collapses every step, I every day is very full, are very happy. Little Leaf, let's go dream hunting together!" The snail climbed upward step by step with a simple dream.
The snail's dream is actually very simple, just take every step at your feet! At some point, the rain stopped, and the "ding-dong" sound of the raindrops brought my mind back. I found a whole new world in the bushes, I seem to understand what, how happy I am!
This is a story that happened on a rainy day ......
On this day, the sky was pouring with rain. Just after school, the school entrance was immediately crowded, students flocked out of the school gate, scrambling to find their parents or friends and relatives.
I was on my own home, on the way I suddenly found an unexpected scene - a blind old grandfather accidentally into the puddle, fell down, and its crutches were thrown to the side, I see after the leg without saying a word ran over. I saw that the old grandfather was covered with mud, wet, he was already frozen and shivering, I could not tell whether it was tears or rain on his face. I felt obliged as a pioneer to help him, I hurriedly put my umbrella on the ground and then helped him straighten up with both hands. I let him stand still first, and then I went to pick up his crutches. I saw that his walking stick was covered with mud, so I dried it before handing it to him. I asked him, "Grandpa, where does your family live?" After he told me, I decided to do a good deed and I helped the old grandpa toward his home with an umbrella in one hand and an umbrella in the other. After sending him I went back, and on the way I thought I had done something that was ordinary but made me very happy.
I think today is my happiest day, because I feel that making others happy is the same as making yourself happy.
At night, the sound of "ticking" came to my pillow, what is it? I got up and came to the window, gently pull open the curtains, it was the spring rain.
Spring rain, quietly come to our side, I like these small cute raindrops. I can't help but put on my jacket and quietly walk out of the house.
Outside a silent, no one around, even the little ants are hiding, only the sound of rain accompanied me to the field. The field was covered with rainwater, as if the rice paddies had been given a bath. In a flash, I walked into a small road, only to see the road everywhere glittering silver, beautiful. Some of the raindrops riding on the "parachute" obediently fell to the ground, but some raindrops fell to the ground after also running around, naughty ding in my body. I raised my head and looked up at the sky, although the sky is dark clouds, cold and unfeeling, but I still want to y thank them, because they can bring this spring rain, bring these elf-like raindrops, to bring me the happiness of the heart! I can't help but shout to the sky, "Thank you!" Further on, I reached the lake. In the wind and rain, I was confused to see a little bit of faint light, I was interested, pointing my toes high, I can not wait to grow clairvoyance
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