Spring Rain
When spring comes, the sky is always gray and cloudy, and suddenly, there came the sound of the angry spring thunder, "Rumble - Rumble - Rumble - ". Immediately after, the spring rain "clatter ......" down. Spring rain like a silk thread, and like a fine cow hair, from the sky gently, fluttering down.
Listen!
Look! Raindrops fell on the roadside trees, the dust on their bodies are washed down, took a cool bath. Standing bamboo also have their figure, spring rain accompanied by bamboo gradually grow. Little raindrops running around, they came to the spring shoots, spring shoots "crackling" growth, as if to the little raindrops are dancing and singing a happy song.
The land is wet, step on it and loose and soft, as if stepping on a blanket. The farmers, too, have fertile land and are busy planting again.
On the road, pedestrians have put up umbrellas, colorful, red like fire, green like jade, blue like the sea ...... seems to be millions of flowers in the open, so people can not see.
The raindrops fell in the vegetable field, moisturizing the vegetables in the field, the leaves, the fruit are falling on the crystal clear water droplets, like a crystal.
How beautiful nature is in the spring rain!
2. What to write about spring rainIt rained, misty.
Like a layer of fog that can not compete to get rid of, will be this time entangled. The boys and girls of the campus walk in the rain and do not take umbrellas.
The rain scattered in the sky seemed to weave a transparent curtain for them, and the gray city became hazy in the rain curtain. The air seemed cooler, no longer smelling those warm flavors of the previous days.
My arms seemed to have a slight numbness in the cold, as if I had lost consciousness for a moment. So much so that I wanted to, trying to straighten myself to catch the raindrops that fluttered in the air.
Like their own love, their own efforts to fight, stretching out their hands, grabbed only the silk cruel air. The grass in the spring after the washing of the rain, green and bright, bursting out of the silk vitality.
Under the nourishment of the rain, try to grow taller and taller. The bare playground, now far away, there is a layer of green, which is a layer of green so that the vitality in that moment burst out.
The rain brought the sky is gray, is gloomy tone. I squinted up at the sky and couldn't see an ounce of life.
The grayish canopy could only show a hint of life if it was set off by the drops of falling rain. Like a child in a tantrum, the sky in the rain has a lot of mystery, the sky is thick clouds, can not see the depths, can not see its originally bright and clear eyes.
The peach trees in front of the door have blossomed, pink petals, orange stamens. The raindrops fell on the petals and had to slide down mercilessly before they had a chance to stay.
And the stamen seems to be in the spirit of the idea of mercy everywhere, sneaking a few hints of dew, vibrant. The green buds of the peach tree sprouted all over the tree.
With that clear peach blossom, under the rain, crisp and colorful. One's mood seems to be infected by the color of the sky and the rain, becoming a little sad.
Silky rain, seems to let the temperature follow its mood together with the gloomy and low. Standing in the rain, I couldn't help but shiver.
The heart silently thought, is it another year of spring cold? We are all God's children want to use their own that limited power to rebel against this cold spring rain. Although in the effort, once again, ended up with failure.
There is some inexplicable sadness and helplessness in my heart, helpless to be conquered once again. The busyness of the campus seems to have become quiet and tranquil again under the influence of this quietly sprinkled rain.
Looking around the people coming and going, serious and solemn building, their hearts are slowly becoming quiet, deep. No longer so frivolous, no longer so crazy.
He slowly recalled in the heart, feel the memory of a chaotic, but also want to play in the heart of such a small rain. Wash away that precipitation has been a long time obscure, so that their hearts sunshine, feel the warmth of that long-lost flavor, see that spring green, spring red, that brilliant everything.
It is the grace of the heavens on the living beings, descending this rain, lubricating the world's restless beings, restless heart. A slow descending spring rain seems to take away the bustle of the world.
By the way, it also tells people to meditate, slow down the rhythm of life, to slowly savor this is not gloomy, full of sunshine, quiet and peaceful world. At the moment, in this silent world, the rain stopped.
Heart, also followed the slow quiet. Silky cool, silky spring rain, you bring vitality to mankind, I love you silky spring rain.
Spring rain pattered down, it brought joy and harvest from the sky. The rain drenched the plants and trees, giving the plants plenty of water, the plants and trees desperately sucked the manna, happy to suck the sweet rain.
Listen, drip, drip, drip.
That is the sound of spring rain, drip, drip, drip.
That is the sound of spring, dripping, dripping.
That is the call of spring.
The rain is transparent, it is so fine, so small, so light, as if it is the tears of the sky, the tears of the sky when it is excited. It receives God's will to bring happiness and joy to mankind.
When I was a child, I often heard adults say: "Spring rain is as expensive as oil."
Indeed, the silent spring rain, down is so little, it can bring the breath of spring to the earth, spring hope. Spring rain washed away the dust, it walked through the place, is so fresh, the air is so fresh, "good rain knows the season, when spring is happening."
The gentle rain, bring mankind how much new hope. Spring rain washes the earth clean.
Spring rain is still falling, pattering down, I love the gentle spring rain. Spring girl hand holding a colorful box, point green grass and trees, red flowers; carry manna, moisturize all things in the world. Spring girl in March, the manna sprinkled more joy, like a thin layer of fog to the earth, everywhere is hazy.
Because the spring girl sent its messenger - spring rain. Seeing the pattering spring rain came down, the farmers uncle was very happy, smiling.
Because once the spring rain falls, the farmers can sow their seeds! Grass greedily sucked the manna of the spring rain, grass woke up, lifted the quilt, from the ground to drill hard, finally revealed its small pointed head, enjoying the shower of spring rain. You see how spiritual, tender and green they have become! These grasses are happy like a naughty little child, secretly, while mom and dad or grandparents are not at home, on the lawn to let the spring rain shower themselves, let the small rain beads in their body rolling, swinging.
To the spring rain showered the grass green more, the crystal beads of water a flash, from a distance like a flower. The willow tree also draws out the tender, green branches.
Look, those long thin willow, how like a beautiful fairy wearing a long hair. When the wind blows, the long hair flutters with the wind, and the beautiful "fairy" looks even more beautiful! Spring rain a shower, the ground a vibrant, excited frogs in the pond called: "Croak, croak, croak! Croak, croak, croak!" As if to say: "Ah! Spring Girl is here! Here comes Miss Spring! Miss Spring, thank you, I can sing my "Song of Spring" again.
My family's pot of daffodils, even more pleased, open that beautiful trumpet, also sang "Spring Song". I reached out my little hand to catch the spring rain, I felt cool and silky, no color at all.
Miss Spring's messenger can be really magical. I love you, spring rain! Because you bring joy to everything! Because you are so kind and selfless! In an instant, the winter has passed, spring has quietly come to earth.
Spring, is a beautiful season, is full of poetry; spring, and means a vibrant start. Since ancient times.
3. An essay describing the natural landscape of spring write about spring rain in 450 wordsThe first spring rain
I like the cold and severe winter, the hot summer, and the coolness of autumn, but I prefer the tenderness of spring, and I like the gentle spring rain.
Spring rain, fine and silent, such as the tip of a needle, light as a cow hair, such as smoke like fog. The shoots on the branches of the tree slightly out of the lovely little head, quietly looking at me smiling. The rain fell on them mischievously. Ha, what a beaded garment! The wind doll is also so naughty, can not stop blowing the rain everywhere, falling on the trees, falling on the grass, falling on my face.
I raised my head unintentionally and saw a new green color. That is the tree, that is the grass, that is the messenger of spring. I couldn't help but walk there quickly. Huh, where is the grass? I wondered, why are they gone? After taking a closer look, a smile couldn't help but float to the corner of my mouth. The grass is too small, from a distance it is a light green, but when you get closer you can't tell the difference. I took a deep breath and couldn't help but be mesmerized. What a fascinating view of this strange landscape! When I tilted my head, I saw a circle of light at the edge of the clouds, which was the sun's rays. Oh, what a strange and wonderful view!
Rain, quietly falling. This spring rain drove away the traces of winter, making the spring more beautiful, so that people love spring more. Look! Trees send out tender green buds, grass also drilled out of the ground, and even the buildings seem to straighten their backs, it's really the renewal of all things ah!
In spring, when the first spring rain falls, we don't need to worry about unpleasant things happening, because when the first spring rain comes, people's hearts have been washed. Isn't it? The first spring rain represents a new beginning.
There are all kinds of rain in the four seasons of the year. However, I only love that first affectionate drizzle in the spring ......
Spring Rain
"Rustling ......", the spring rain girl quietly the numerous Rain dolls scattered to the earth, sweeping away the dust on the mother earth; irrigation watered the flowers, plants and trees, for them to take a refreshing bath; the home of the small fish and more friends, swim more cheerfully .......
Wake up in the dream, outside the window has no idea when the rain, but do not hear a little sound, as if nothing happened, it is really "silent" ah!
Although spring has come, but there is still a slight chill. Some of the grass in the cool wind blowing, seems to have lived in the shivering, "good cold ah ......", at this time, the spring rain descended, to give them a warm "hot bath", they are very comfortable!
They are the first to be able to use their own personal computer to help them with the process of getting to the next level!
Some of the plants that are about to dry up and die are very thirsty, and how they want to drink a mouthful of water. In their dry mouth, the spring rain girl will bring their own sweet dew to the earth, drink enough water plants are full of energy, excited to say "Thank you, thank you, spring rain girl! Spring rain girl see them happy look, heart smile, really "spring rain is as expensive as oil" ah!
Looking out the window of the spring rain girl is helping others, the plants on the balcony can not help but happy smile. They straighten their backs, become greener, more luxuriant, are touched by the silent spirit of the spring rain girl.
Not long after, the spring girl quietly left. The sky, the earth in the spring rain girl pattering watering, gradually clear and clear up, the air is exceptionally fresh, do not smell the thick smell of automobile emissions, do not smell the heavy barbecue garbage smell, smelled such as the fragrance of the fragrance of the flowers.
The sky is wet, very humid, I think the swallows should also fly back to enjoy this spring rain brought the boundless breath of spring.
Spring rain came quietly, silently for the earth and people to do countless good things, but go quietly without leaving a sound .... I do not understand, why the spring rain did good things but do not want to return it? Oh, it turns out, spring rain is like this "Lei Feng month" in a silent, selfless warrior, I also want to learn spring rain, do a good Lei Feng type of teenager.
4. How to write an essay on spring rainSpring Rain
Just after a few bursts of drizzle. This spring rain, like a messenger sent by Miss Spring, came to earth in the New Year with spring.
The spring rain fell on the wheat field, the green wheat seedlings after a winter of recuperation, they rubbed open the sleep of the sleep of the sleep, revealing the green little head. Wheat seedlings in the breeze, fine rain, stretching their short body, enjoying the first gift from Miss Spring - spring rain.
Spring rain fell on the pond, the pond ice has melted, the fish in the pond free to flip their bodies, they have swum to the surface, jumping, enjoying the spring rain bath. Frogs inside the pond, after a winter, jumping from the water jumped up to the shore, so that the spring rain on their bodies. They jumped into the water from the shore for a while, and then jumped from the water to the shore. From time to time, they also screamed happily: "Gu'er croak, Gu'er croak". Spring rain adds a lot of life to the pond.
Spring rain fell in the woods. After a winter in the woods swirling with yellow soil, the trees are bare. After a spring, it seems like a coloring agent. The trees seemed to take off their winter clothes and put on the spring clothes that Miss Spring had made for them. Spring rain adds a little "green" to the woods.
The rain fell on the lawn. The grass after a baptism of spring rain, from yellow to green. Green fresh, green and lovely, seemingly vibrant. Willow, also unfolded millions of willows with young yellow leaves, fluttering in the wind. Spring rain for the grass, for the willow tree brought unlimited vitality.
Ah! Spring rain, you are the messenger sent by Miss Spring, for our earth to bring infinite vitality! Spring rain you are the prelude to the hymn of spring, for the earth to dedicate their full strength.
Spring rain! I love you!
5. How to write an essay on "Spring Rain"Silky cool, silky spring rain, you bring vitality to mankind, I love you silky spring rain.
The spring rain pattered down, it brought joy and harvest from the sky. The rain drenched the plants and trees, giving the plants plenty of water, the plants and trees desperately sucked the manna, happy to suck the sweet rain.
Listen, drip, drip. That is the sound of spring rain, drip, drip, drip. That is the sound of spring, drip, drip, drip. That is the call of spring.
The rain is transparent, it is so fine, so small, so light, as if it is the tears of the sky, the tears of the sky when it is excited. It receives God's will to bring happiness and joy to mankind.
When I was a child, I often heard adults say: "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." Indeed, that silent spring rain, down is so little, but it can bring the breath of spring to the earth, spring hope.
Spring rain washed away the dust, it walked through the place, is so fresh, the air is so fresh, "good rain knows the season, when spring is happening." The gentle rain brings mankind much new hope. Spring rain washes the earth clean.
Spring rain is still falling, pattering down, I love the gentle spring rain.
Spring Rain Time: April 30, 2010 Author: Anonymous Click this reading address Send to your friends or paste to your blog, QQ, forum. The world, no wonder, everyone is devoted to beautiful things, some people love flowers; some people love rivers; and some people love space ...... and I am fond of spring rain. Rain is the messenger of spring. Memory of the spring there is no good weather, the rain will unknowingly sprinkled down, the sky Lin Lin Li Li, seems to have a little weight. Breeze over, it will be diagonally light, to the recovery of all things covered with a light veil. Under the washing of spring rain, the grass under the wall, lifted up the smiling face; withered flowers, once again bloom beautiful smile; listless old banyan tree, and flashing the joy of life; distant mountains in the hazy rain more than a point of charm; stream ripples in the ripples appear to be extraordinarily clear. Rain with some empty clean fresh breath, a little like the mint fragrance, strong, even issued the earth's fishy, after all, it is spring. Rain, more female, she in the people's room, on the roof, grass and trees on the green leaves, flower petals, dancing lightly, repeat pouring water tenderness. Spring rain pattering, such as silk like wisps floating in the fields, moisturizing the tender green wheat seedlings. Spring rain, rain fog, ten million due to private, swirling in mid-air, just like wearing into the bead curtain, such as smoke and clouds cover everything. Lively swallows shuttle in the rain, want to use that scissor-like tail to cut the rain curtain ...... Spring rain, sprinkled on the willow tree leaves, rustling, like a wonderful young girl gently caressing the strings, but also like silkworms swallowing mulberry leaves ...... Spring rain dashing, small rain beads drifted down on the Peach blossom that beautiful petals, rolling, as if millions of pearls flashing colorful luster. Spring rain patter, you are the messenger of the spring girl, you accompanied by the spring girl to the earth, moisturize the tender green wheat seedlings, embrace the trickle of the brook, exudes the aroma of the soil ...... to the earth to bring a prosperous scene. Some people say: "not through the storm, how to see the rainbow?" And I have to say: "Not through the spring rain, which has the world's prosperity of the scene?" Spring Rain Author: Anonymous Source: Chat Dictionary Composition Network Read: 18 times July 26, 2010 I want to contribute It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil, but spring rain also has annoying times. Last night, I was awakened by a burst of earth-shattering thunder, followed by a burst of "crackling" straight to the windows of the sound, I thought it was hail, I climbed up to see, it turned out to be rain. It was raining all the time. In the morning, I was ready to go out to school, but I realized that I could not go out at all. The sky was dark, like it was going to fall. Thunder and lightning were coming and going, it was like a "front line". Large raindrops bombarded the ground like missiles, splashing countless small water balloons. Roadside, just a few days ago, just arching out of the ground tender green grass, yesterday was also vibrant, all of a sudden was smashed seven meat and eight elements, east and west of the lifeless. If not for the roadside trees hanging on the tender green leaves to remind, I almost forgot that it is already spring. Pedestrians on the street in a hurry, even with an umbrella, can not block the "missile" attack, one by one, like a drop chicken general. The most busy, the most happy number of "pedal", usually two dollars of the fare, today violently rose to three dollars. The street resounded with a piece of "playing" the children's voices, poor us, that is, under the knife, but also to be on time to school ah! You see, this spring rain is not annoying enough! Master's comment: At the beginning of the article, the author clearly expresses his own point of view, the author thinks that the spring rain is also annoying, which will arouse the curiosity of the reader. Then the author depicts the "horror" of spring rain and the inconvenience it brings to the pedestrians, so that the readers can understand why the author finds the spring rain annoying. "Thunder and lightning were in full swing, almost like a 'front line'. The huge raindrops bombarded the ground like 'missiles', splashing up countless small water balloons", this paragraph is brilliantly written, written out of the momentum, the rhetorical devices used is also good. This article is a unique perspective, vivid narrative, is a new and differentiated good article.
6. How to write a spring drizzle essayListen to the crisp ticking sound, we are singing; listen to the rhythmic sound of rain, we are playing.
I am the spring drizzle that brings life to the earth and gives life to the grass.
Every spring, we will come to wake up the earth, let the flowers open. The earth awakens, the flowers open, the grass and the small trees also sprouted, and together they dance and laugh in the spring breeze, as if to say, "Thank you, little raindrops!" My partners and I called the birds also, they are together on the branches of the pleasant singing, the ticking sound and the birds chirping, composed of a spring concert, "croak, croak, croak ......" Oh, it is the frogs are cheering for us, wishing the formation it! And grass, small trees, flowers, the earth and the spring breeze is our most loyal audience.
The concert is still in progress, the audience cheered for us: grass swaying in the breeze, small trees in the spring breeze dancing their branches, flowers overflowing with bright smiles, the earth grandpa happy flowers, the Sun Gong see this scene also laughed.
Spring is here! Spring is here! It is our language that makes people feel the beauty and splendor of spring!
Every year in the spring, we are the happiest! I thank spring for giving me this sacred mission and power!
7. How to write an essay on spring rainI love rain, especially the drizzling rain in spring.
"Diving into the night with the wind, moistening things silently." How well Du Fu wrote this poem! Yes, once the harsh winter is over, the spring rain, like smoke and silk, quietly comes to earth again. He urged the earth to wake up, he added life to the spring. Whenever this time, I like to walk in the rain, enjoy the beautiful patterns woven by the fine spring rain.
Look! That drizzle like smoke, like a veil like a blanket over the earth, so that the earth presents a picturesque scene. The rain moisturizes the willow tree, willow tree woke up, willow branches become soft, spit out the rice grain shoots; breeze blowing Buddha, gently swinging, like a group of nymphs wearing a sarong in the dance. As if there is someone in command, the birds also flapped their wings, let go of the song on the willow branches, joyfully sang the hymn of spring. Spring flowers can not help but open their smiling faces, gladly bathed in the rain caressed by the tender green grass is also not willing to show weakness, shaking body drilled out of the ground, to the earth covered with a furry green dress. Ah! How beautiful! This tree, this flower, this grass constitutes only the spring rain can depict the splendor of the picture!
Look! Children are also attracted to the small umbrellas of fire-red, sky-blue, and reddish-red, swaying in the spring rain, so many, so beautiful ...... There is a person wearing glasses among the children - is not that our teacher? Ah! Teacher, isn't the spring rain your incarnation? You are not like the spring rain that selflessly watering the flowers of the motherland?2. Spring rain outside the window pattering down, mom let me go to buy a bottle of vinegar. So I went out with my umbrella.
Spring rain is still so dense, not slow down. This is like a needle point, like cattle hair-like rain from the air down, as if to the world covered with a layer of transparent veil, so that everything seems hazy, as if in a dream-like fairy tale world.
I simply put away the umbrella, strolling in this continuous spring rain. With a little warm spring wind blowing over, spring wind and spring rain immediately mingled together, I do not know in the end is the spring wind with the spring rain, or the spring rain wrapped in the spring wind. In any case, it gives a person a feeling of spring, relaxed and happy.
Unintentionally, I saw in the corner, there are a few wildflowers and a piece of grass is sucking the spring rain. You see, the original sparse grass after the baptism of spring rain, has become extraordinarily lush and verdant; the original on the beautiful flowers after the spring rain, has become more delicate. At this time, I can't help but think of Du Fu's "Spring Night Joyful Rain" in my mind: "Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening. The wind is silent, and the rain is silent.
People often say that "spring rain is as expensive as oil". With the moisturizing of the spring rain, I believe that when the fall field will show a fruitful and happy harvest scene.
Spring rain unselfishly moisturizes everything in heaven and earth, and the beloved teachers - hard-working gardeners are not exactly like spring rain watering the flowers of the motherland? They not only patiently imparted knowledge to us, but also taught us the reason for being human. They work diligently and tirelessly, trying to cultivate us into the pillars of the motherland. Ah, teacher, spring rain is not exactly your incarnation?
Thinking of this, I can not help but speed up the pace, because I want to quickly go back to study homework, not to waste this good time, live up to the hope of the teacher
8. How to write an essay on the spring rainThe spring rain
I love the spring, I love the spring of the rosy and lovely, I love the spring of the full of life, I love the spring of the birds and the flowers, I love the spring of the drizzling rain.
As the saying goes, "spring rain is as expensive as oil", after a severe winter, the crops are how to look forward to the arrival of spring rain ah! At this time the spring rain like drops of manna, moisturizing the earth. Look, the rain is pattering down, that "rustle, rustle, rustle" sound, like the seeds send out new shoots, such as grass leaves, and like bamboo shoots rushed out of the ground.
Behold, not far from the peach tree rose a small pink flowers. From a distance, it looks like a red haze. It is like a walking in the desert, thirst, life-threatening people, all of a sudden found the source of life, constantly sucking the sweet dew.
On the green grass, all kinds of flowers bloom in the rain. Roses, moonflowers, spring flowers, lilies ...... they are a few several sit together, as if in the beauty, but also as if in the discussion of how to show people a more beautiful spring.
The original sleeping fields, awakened by the spring rains, has laid a layer of soft carpet, green. Walking on it, soft, comfortable! Hard-working farmers look at the seedlings thriving in the spring rain, the heart is sweeter than eating honey!
Spring rain moisturizes the grass, moisturizes the flowers, moisturizes the trees, moisturizes everything ...... I love spring, but I love spring rain.
Lightning and thunder, flowers and trees, spring, summer, fall and winter ...... These are the treasures that nature has given us. And between these treasures, I like the sound of rain more.
Spring rain is always so warm, so kind. She often walks with the spring breeze. It drives away the cold of winter. Wake up the sleeping earth, wake up the hibernating animals. She puts green clothes on the earth: willow branches bud, peach blossoms open, grass is green, and the birds begin their storytelling. The White Rabbit is ready to invite the Tortoise to the Hare and Tortoise Race. The farmers are busy with their spring plowing. Sowing the seeds of spring and preparing for the harvest in the fall.
Rain is cool and cozy, and I like it.
9. Write spring breeze and spring rain essaySpring is here, and everything is reborn and changed again. The dullness and tedium of the harsh winter is gone, and now everything is revived and spring is in the air.
Today's weather is very good, the sun is high, very warm. We then came to the creek to sunbathe. Spring is really here, the spring breeze blew the lawn green, the delicate grass from the soil hard pull out, willow tree sprouting, other trees also re-sprouting shoots, long new leaves. Walking down the main road, it was as if it all smelled raw and fragrant. As we walked down the road, we found a nice spot that was perfect for sunbathing. I gently lie on the chair, close my eyes, the sunshine on my body, the table, the trees, flowers and plants, the car ...... warm, can be really cozy ah!
I enjoy, as if forgetting the exhaustion of school, look up at the sky, seems to be more what is in the air, take a closer look at the original is a kite, the roadside there are some small children running with the kite, shouting. They will be their own childish fun with the kite into the sky, the neighboring children picked some small flowers and grass, picked up some small stones, playing games on the sidelines. A gust of wind blew by, it was so cool, I wish the wind could take me farther away to see the spring scenery.
After resting for a while, I thought it was too hot to take a shortcut to the Music Square to buy a cold drink. Under the shade of the trees there are many old people in the cool, some in the nagging, some in the game of cards, some grannies in the embroidery, each with their own things, seem to be very happy!
I stepped on the way back, saw the station some people carrying big bags of things and relatives to say goodbye. Yes, spring is the time for young people to go out and struggle. They will leave their hometowns on this warm spring breeze.
On the way, I can't help but think of the saying, "A year's plan lies in the spring". Spring is the time for us to sow hope, we can not be lazy, playful and playful, we must work hard. A new semester has begun, we should devote ourselves to study, do not be inattentive at the beginning. I believe that a penny of hard work, a penny of harvest. As long as you work hard at the end of the term will have good results as a reward.
I bathed in the spring breeze, enjoying the February sunshine.
10. topic essay spring rain how to writespring rain spring is here, the spring girl came, also brought her children - spring rain.
Just came to the mother earth - Grandma here, the naughty spring rain will not stop busy, he looked at the east, the west run, the harsh winter capsule into a tundra Grandma made wet, so that she became the same as before, gentle, soft, and exudes a burst of aroma. The trees on the ground, the seedlings ah because of the spring rain moisturization began to grow.
They responded to the breath of spring, vibrant, with their own different colors to decorate the mother earth. "Wow, grandmother how beautiful ah!" The spring rain jumped up and down with joy as it watched the changes.
Happy spring rain singing, a moment to catch the leaves swing, a moment in the leaf veins woven into the grid jumping square, a moment and from this leaf slipped to that leaf ...... Suddenly, he looked at the mother earth is still frowning this frown, it is not understood to ask: "Grandma, how you are still not happy ah?" Earth Jupiter said: "good child, you see ah, in my stratum surface is not still bare place? That's the grass doll sleeping and refusing to get up!" Spring Rain listened and said, "Yo, it's like this, don't worry, Grandma, I'm going to find him." After saying this, he dove headfirst into the mud.
Spring Rain found the grass doll after busy asking him. "It's already spring, why don't you drill out?" "......."
The grass doll stretched and said, "I have to sleep, I'm sleepy." "You can't sleep.
This way you will stay in the dirt forever and not see the sunlight, and over time even the roots will be necrotic, and everyone will be waiting for you up there!" "Is what you say true? Well then, I'll drill down to the ground right away." After saying that, the grass doll drummed up enough energy to grow upward, and slowly sprouted shoots.
"Let me help you!" The spring rain sent out power again, moisturizing the grass doll. Finally, the grass doll drilled out of the soil, the bare ground all colored green, so the mother earth became more beautiful.
From then on, the grass and the spring rain became good friends. Every spring, as long as the spring rain came to the mother earth here, the grass dolls no longer stay in the ground to sleep, but very quickly exposed to the ground, and everyone sings the song of spring.
This is the story of spring rain.
This is the story of spring rain.