A Rainy Day
The weather is like a big family, and a rainy day is one of them. Tick tock ...... There is a wonderful and beautiful sound of rain coming from outside the house, oh, it turns out that the sky is drizzling, maybe it is a rainy day stunt. The roof ground. Everything has become a marvelous and incomparable piano keys fluttering rain is a myriad of light and soft fingers, playing a song and a graceful ditty. For four days in a row, the rainy day has not yet gone home, it is standing guard while it has stopped, down, hidden, but it just does not go home, really naughty children.
Rain it line into a beautiful picture, countless drops happily jumped down from the sky, like a small child who never came out, fell to the ground and jumped happily, splashed a blister. The rain fell harder and harder, the hard working people, or as usual, work seriously, open store open store, sell vegetables sell vegetables, go to work to go to work ...... because they have a responsibility, behind them there is a family, their hard work and effort is to make their families live happier and happier.
Rain moisturizes the land, but also moisturizes everything, but also moisturizes our hearts. If you encounter a rainy day, please don't turn it away, please don't complain that it is wet, really annoying. You can be quiet, listen to the quiet look, you will find that because of this rain, we will not lack of water, but more, and then you will see that everything is awakened, the soil has green grass poking out small head, endless, flowers are blooming to the fullest, giving off fragrance. It's so beautiful. It makes you feel that the world is so beautiful and fragrant.
2. Composition a magical rain 300 words (fairy tale)The big family came out, the sky looked especially bright, the sun father went to work, and the white clouds mother was busy cooking, so did not notice the rain baby.
Baby Rain was not very good at walking and suddenly fell down, he cried while it was raining. The white cloud mother rushed over to him, and the white cloud mother's heart was so anxious that she thundered, but the rain baby was sadder when he heard the thunder instead.
The rain baby started to drizzle! In the end, the white cloud mom picked up the rain baby, but the rain baby still keep falling. Then, Father Sun came back and scolded Baby Rain for some reason.
The rain baby started to pour, and Papa Sun and Mama White Cloud stopped the rain baby, they said, "Please stop crying!" Finally, the weather cleared up! I think when it rains, it seems like God is crying, and when God is very sad, it pours a downpour, and when God is happy, the weather clears up. I love sunny days so much.
3. How to write a composition describing a rainy dayJiangnan, smoky and hazy. The alleys quietly flow between the small town, with an elegant gesture, interpreting the people or things in the small town.
The short houses are covered with deep black tiles. Between the cracks grow some grass from nowhere, a small plant, inconspicuous but very quiet, waiting for the rain to come. When it rains, water falls down from one gap to another, forming a series of wind chimes. I would purposely walk under the eaves, enjoying the feeling of the raindrops falling on my head. One by one, one by one, as if it were a trembling spring.
Silk flowers and rain, light fragrance, wipe the daylight, the ghost of the tree, all in the rain after this first sunny day to bloom the most beautiful flowers.
Lotus lips and teeth, only the rain can be dispersed crimson, brilliant the whole world. Because I love the lotus, so I would like the rain with sharp weapons to cut my ice shower like loneliness. Whenever this happens, I will sit at the lotus pond, looking at the lotus leaves and flowers of the snuggle, that loneliness will be like the steam dry water no trace. The lotus flower murmuring in the rain has long been fixed into my eyes of the absolute tenderness, but the rain suspected the lotus flower's elegance, stretching out its tail to slap it. Lotus leaves always become the god of the sky, with the body to block the attack of the rain. Someone once said, "The lotus leaf is the mother of the lotus flower." Yes, not bad. Otherwise, how could there be a little care and attention from the leaves?
All of this, all in the rain diffused into a watercolor, touching the mother's heart.
The lake is like a mirror, reflecting countless sunlight. And when the rain came, it kept shaking its body, like nervousness, and like excitement. In the sting of the rain, but the lake let out a shout of joy, and kept shaking my heart. Before long, the raindrops turned into rain hammers, striking the lake's mind heavily. I asked the lake, "Does it hurt?" "It doesn't hurt, like a caress." Oh, I understand, rain is the essence of water, the purest and cleanest river in the world. All of this, all in the rain into a dense "smoke over cold water, moon over sand" realm. Suddenly would like to play the umbrella, spinning with the rain dancing in the street. Then throw away the umbrella in the center of the street to let the rain soak into the soul, resurrection of the dead heart, said: "rainy day, really good!
I've seen silver-needle drizzle, I've seen lightning and thunderstorms, but I've never seen the rain of these days.
When I woke up from a long nap, I heard the sound of rain ticking outside my window. The glass windows had been sprinkled with water droplets. It was so nice! A rainy day. I was in a good mood all of a sudden. I love this cool and refreshing rain in the summer, which is so refreshing.
4. How to write an essay on a rainy day2010-10-30 10:54 Satisfactory Answer "A rainy day is so nice"
A rainy day is good for reminiscing and associating, for roaming back to the past and thinking about the future. Rainy days, as if there are many blue sprites, give new life to this world.
Whenever the sky misses the earth, it rains, and whenever it rains outside, Blue won't be so lonely, and it's so nice to have a rainy day for such a lovely little girl.
Blue is a teenage girl, hardworking and courageous, only a year ago moved to our neighborhood of simple houses, studying in our school, because in a class, so we often go home together. Blue is simple and sincere, although we have not known each other for a long time, but we are like good friends for many years, and even tell each other their hearts. Lanlan's parents are foreign workers to Ning, as long as the weather does not rain, the construction site will be constructed, her parents get up early in the morning, rush out every morning, dragging the tired body back to their rented house at night. Sometimes, come back late, Lanlan has long been ready to eat, although only vegetables and carrots these light meals, but when I was still complaining to my parents braised pork is not good, Lanlan is for not a sumptuous dinner carefully prepared. The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
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I know her family situation, often invited her to my home as a guest, but she always politely refused, I know she is not used to my parents double care, because she is too much lack of care, the more so, the more I want to share more things with her.
Now, I have developed a habit, every night after the news broadcast, pay attention to the weather forecast, blue home is no TV, every day she has to ask me today's weather, I know that in fact, in the blue heart has always been looking forward to, that is, rain. I know that Lanlan has been looking forward to rain in her heart, and that is rain. How she longs for rain in the sky, because rainy days mean that she can finally be reunited with her family. Rainy days are sentient, rainy days are so nice, it gives Lanlan's family a rare opportunity to unload their tiredness and busyness, Lanlan does not have to come home to a cold house, face a pile of bowls and clothes, do not have to bear so many chores and loads of work with their tender hands. Whenever it rains, she can't wait to get home from school, where someone is waiting for her and where the house is warm.
Perhaps knowing her better, the feelings will be contagious, I will also be in the rainy days and blue with the excitement, that kind little girl is finally no longer lonely and lonely, she can finally smile all day, finally do not have to pretend to be happy.
I remember the verse, "The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is not clear but there is clear." I wonder if I should use this "love" for this "sunny", and I have to admit: rainy days are great.
5. Write a title is "magical umbrella" of the compositionUmbrella girl's story In a small village in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a little girl named "DuoDuo", she looks clear and beautiful, really people love.
She has a beautiful little umbrella, spring can block the sand for her, summer can cover the sun for her, fall can avoid the leaves for her, winter can block the wind and snow for her, so the little girl can like this little umbrella, all year round to hold it, people will call her umbrella girl. One day, she took her beloved little umbrella to play in the high mountains.
On the way up the mountain, she met a hideous old witch, the old witch is the messenger from the dark world, she was very jealous of the umbrella girl and the umbrella's beautiful feelings, so, with magic to the umbrella into an ugly toad, and let the toad has been squatting in the umbrella girl's shoulder drooling. After doing these bad things, the old witch let out a sharp strange laugh and disappeared into a stream of black smoke in the pale mountains.
Coincidentally, the sky was pouring with rain, and the little girl's umbrella was gone, so she had to hide under the yellow rafter tree to avoid the rain. At this time, under the tree rang a wailing buzzing sound, accompanied by this sound, from the soil leaped out of many translucent small mushrooms, they vary in height, gently dance with the wind, magical.
As soon as the umbrella girl approached them, these small mushrooms quickly hid in the soil, it turned out that they are the little elves in the forest, know any secret about the forest! They told Umbrella Girl in a dreamy voice that there was a peacock god in the middle of this high mountain, and that the feathers on his body could fulfill any wish of a person. So the Umbrella Girl decided to go to that Peacock God.
She trekked through the mountains and rivers, and finally came to the peacock god's house, there are many heroic guards in front of the god's house. The Umbrella Girl bravely walked up to her, and one of the guards asked, "What kind of person are you, dare to trespass here, don't quickly back off, don't blame me for being rude!" The Umbrella Girl was a bit scared, but gathered her courage and said, "I am here to look for the Peacock God."
The guard said, "Good, as long as you can answer my questions correctly, I will let you go to see the Peacock God." The umbrella girl thought about it and said firmly, "Good!" The guard looked at the umbrella girl with some contempt and said, "In the morning you walk on four legs, at noon you walk on two legs, and in the evening you walk on three legs.
What is this?" How can such a simple question be difficult to stop the clever umbrella girl? She smiled slightly and said confidently, "Of course it is a human being!" The guard heard this and had to let the Umbrella Girl into the God's Mansion. Umbrella girl through the long tunnel, came to a gorgeous palace, only to see a throne sitting on a handsome man in fancy clothes, she knew that this is the infinite power of the peacock god, she walked straight to the peacock god kneeling down in front of the god, and said: "Honorable peacock god, I'm the umbrella girl, can you give me the peacock god feather you have on your body? I want to free my little umbrella and destroy the old witch."
The Peacock God stared straight at the Umbrella Girl, making her heart uneasy. After thinking for a long time, he smiled faintly and said kindly, "Of course, my dear child, but my divine feathers are only given to the brave and wise, are you?" Without hesitation, the umbrella girl replied, "How do you need me to prove it to you?" The peacock god looked at the umbrella girl with great interest and said, "Well then, I am going to test you on a riddle that no one has ever guessed correctly since the beginning of time, and if you get it right, I will grant you the divine feather."
The umbrella girl nodded and listened carefully. The peacock god came up with the question, "'Three mountains from three mountains, mountains and mountains are willing to hang upside down.'
One month after another, the months are still connected.
The two feathers are in a row, and the two rivers are in a row.
All the families have six members, but the two of them are not reunited.'
The umbrella girl heard, secretly anxious, so difficult riddles, can put her difficult. However, she is a wise and courageous little girl, she thought hard, and suddenly had a bright idea of the answer, but she wanted to tease the peacock god, so she deliberately pretended to be difficult.
The peacock god saw it, smiled and said, "Little girl, the god feather is not so good to get, you go back, I will not be difficult for you!" The umbrella girl laughed at this and said, "I guessed it long ago, I'll tell you the answer now!" After saying that, she wrote the answer "with" on the bamboo and silk in front of her with a wave of her pen. The Peacock God was flabbergasted and said helplessly, "You are truly a genius, the divine feather belongs to you!" After saying that, he waved his hand, a golden divine feather flew into the hands of the umbrella girl.
The Umbrella Girl thanked the Peacock God and went out of the Peacock God's Mansion happily. She held the divine feather tightly in her own hand, raised it above her head, and said loudly, "Make that evil old witch disappear.
6. How to write an essay with yesterday's rain"Yesterday afternoon that storm in the heat, I felt the wind's toughness, but feel more is the summer rain's charming, lively and gentle! Three o'clock in the afternoon, the sky is darkening . Said the sound of the day, the wind came, a stream of a stream, hit the balsam camphor tree a chaotic swing, the road pedestrians were also blown by the gusts of wind can not open their eyes, hurried footsteps gradually slowed down. I was walking on the street said happily "the storm is coming, too good!" Just finished, still with a trace of hot air rainstorm on the sky down. The rain seemed to be a dense silver needle, piercing my clothes into my flesh, the feeling is not a burst of pain, paralysis, but a burst of refreshing, cold. The wind was blowing, the branches of the trees swayed even more, the electric car was swaying, the rain was also swaying. With the direction of the wind, the rain was stronger than ever, bigger than ever, farther than ever, denser than ever, and more crystalline than ever. People in the rainstorm were running as fast as they could to the nearest roof to hide from the rain, and just now they were shouting "Yes! Yes! Yes!" I also quickly step to hide under the eaves of the house. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, more and more urgent, more and more dense, and when it comes down quickly, it makes the ground rise up in a fog, only to see that the fog rises slowly, as if in a fairy tale, so that people have a wonderful illusion. The naughty children took the storm as a natural, harmless, shower without a pouf. Their loud, playful voices became the lead singer of the concert in the rain, and the sound of the downpour was the accompaniment. The rainstorm was not as gentle and quiet as the spring fog, not as silent as the winter snow, not as strong and noisy as the winter wind, and not as glittering and dazzling as the sunshine, but she was like a doll singing a beautiful and joyful song, happily helping people water around and avoiding the drought. Suddenly, I could see the rain dolls dancing in circles in the sky. This is how joyful, how lively, how wonderful, which makes me and my buddies around me also followed the rain dance, sing a song. Not long after, the rain gradually reduced. Adults rushed back happily, leaving only the children still want to have a good time. Children like the rain lively and cheerful, they like to let the rain shower, with the rain dolls together with the chaotic singing and dancing. I like the rain too, I like the rain's liveliness, I like the rain's cheerfulness, I like to sing and dance with the rain dolls, I like the feeling of being drenched by the rain, and I have begun to like Gorky's words: "Let the storm come more fiercely." I was awakened by a nightmare. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and looked at my alarm clock, it was still early! Suddenly, I heard someone whispering in the sky. When I listened carefully, it turned out to be the Jade Emperor ordering the Thunder God, the Electricity Mother, the Dragon King, and the Wind Lady ...... to bring down a torrential downpour in Wuhan's development area. In the morning, a light rain fell from the sky, landing on my shoulders and legs, making me feel a little bit cooler. The trees, flowers and grasses all opened their mouths, ready to drink. After a while, the sky looked even more gloomy and dark clouds covered the sky, and I thought that it would definitely rain today. As expected, after school, the wind was strong, thunder and lightning, the wind like thousands of horses and horses together, thunder and lightning like the earth to crack, in the blink of an eye, soybean-sized raindrops splitting head and head hit down. Water droplets flowed down along the eaves of the house, like broken beads, a layer of light smoke floated under the house, the ground splashed a small white flowers. The birds hid in their nests. The sound of rain and thunder covered all the sounds. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, as if it had split the sky in two. The sky, which had been dark, brightened and darkened again. It was as if the plug of the lotus lamp in the sky was out of contact, sometimes bright, sometimes dark. The sound of the rain on the windowsill was like the crackling of ice cubes in boiling water. Suddenly, there was a deafening clap of thunder that made me jump and almost fall. I felt that the whole sea of water poured down from the sky ...... I hope that this rainstorm will stop soon .......
7. magical clothes what to write essays,third gradeThe clothes of the future essay
In the world of the future, there are magical, colorful and novel things, let's take a look!
In the future world, there are magical clothes, all-powerful cars, and robots that change. My favorite is the magical clothes. It will change, but only into other clothes, if you make it into something else, it will be very angry!
This kind of clothes have colorful buttons, red, yellow, green, and cyan, as if a string of colorful diamonds. If you wear clothes hot, don't worry, you just press the yellow buttons, your whole body is like a few bursts of cool wind blowing through as cool. If you grow up, the clothes do not fit, you just press the green button, it will change according to your height, and become and when you buy the same fit your body.
How about that?
What about the future of clothes?
8. How to Write a Good Rain EssayWang Guochen: Reflections on the Rain
Sometimes it rains outside, but the heart is clear; and sometimes it is clear outside, but the heart is raining. Many things in the world are in contrast for you to savor. When the heart is clear, the rain is also clear; when the heart is raining, the clear is also rain.
However, no matter what the story is, when it rains, it is unforgettable. Rain has a kind of magic; it can diffuse into a kind of mood, infiltrate into a kind of atmosphere, engraved into a kind of memory. Of course, sometimes it can also splash into a disaster.
The sandy winds of spring, the muggy summers, and the dry autumns all make people pray for rain. A rain can also make the air much cleaner and the streets much brighter, "spring rain is as expensive as oil", the thirst for rain is not only farmers.
When it rains, there is neither the sun nor the moon, but people are more than happy. Perhaps because the rainy season climate is not too cold, let the sun side of the cooler will be good. The rainy nights have a different flavor than the moonlit nights. Sometimes people can not help but think of Li Shangyin: "When *** cut the candles in the west window, but talk about Bashan night rain," the famous line.
Walking in the drizzle, there is a rare cozy. Listening to the rain gently knocking the big leaf poplar or sycamore tree that broad leaves when the rustling sound, that kind of moist to the heart of the wonderful, even if it is Richard. The elegant melody of "Autumn Whispers" flowing from Richard Clyde's piano is hard to compare. Nature's ingenious craftsmanship is truly unparalleled.
A pair of lovers walking in the alley, that scene is very common. But the rainy day in the hands of the magic of a light blue umbrella, more beige windbreaker on the body, the effect will be very different. At a glance, the young man in the rain is a readable picture.
In the north, 365 days a year, there are not many days of rain. So if there is a day when the rain is like a poem or a poem is like rain, it feels strange and good.
9. How to write an essay in the rainEnjoying the moon in the rain
If I were a man of letters, I would praise it with beautiful verses; if I were a painter, I would paint the beauty of enjoying the moon in the rain.
It is rare to see the moon in the rain, isn't it? Who would enjoy the moon in the rain? It is the people who have the patience to wait for the moon sister to appear. If they don't have the patience, they don't know how beautiful and magical the view of the moon in the rain is!
It was raining heavily in the evening, and the sky was still cloudy around nine o'clock, so my family was on the grass in the cultural square, chatting while waiting for the moon sister to appear. The square is full of people, some of them are sitting on the lawn in groups, looking forward to the moon sister's sweet smile; some of them are standing under the trees and talking about why the moon hasn't appeared yet. There are also children with lanterns on the grass chasing and playing.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, the sky started to drizzle, I looked up at the sky, only to see the moon poking through the clouds, at once, the square boiled up, people shouted happily: "The moon is out! The moon is out!" People are greedily admiring the beautiful appearance of the moon sister, suddenly, the moon sister and the ruthless, naughty clouds brother covered, the moon sister can only look at the earth, people are disappointed, but we are still waiting patiently.
At this time, the grandma wind was touched by our every move, so she opened her big mouth and blew, and scared away the trouble-loving brother of the dark clouds, and the grandma wind quickly pulled the hand of the brother of the dark clouds, and said, "Take a good look at the bottom!" The dark cloud brother looked down and saw those people who braved the rain to enjoy the moon, a trace of shame appeared on his face, moved to tears, then snuggled in the arms of the wind grandmother quietly floated away. The moon sister again appeared in the sky again, grateful to us waving.
At first, the moonlight is very shallow, gradually, the moon is getting brighter and brighter, and finally, a round moon like a huge silver plate hanging high in the sky. The gentle sister of the moon is like a transparent white veil over the earth, those rain also has a luster, rain and contains a kind of excitement, a kind of emotion. Unconsciously, I have been mesmerized by that view of the moon in the rain.
If I were a writer, I would have praised it with beautiful poems; if I were a painter, I would have painted the beauty of the moon in the rain.
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