Listen, "Tick-tock, tick-tock," here comes the charming little rain! In the clouds, the naughty little raindrops discussed the race to land, to see who first into the embrace of mother earth, the little raindrops are concentrated together, more and more, they began to race, "Tick-tock, tick-tock", the results have come out. At this time, the air has a layer of light white fog, a little far away from the scene like a layer of white veil, hidden. Further away from the mountain only a touch of light green, almost dissolved with the sky. As far as the eye can see, in the haze, you can see the ground bloom one by one with light water flowers, beautiful. In this moment, the whole street became so quiet, so quiet that you can only hear the sound of hurried footsteps and pattering rain. Sha la la, sha la la ...... It is some little raindrops are caressing the flowers and grasses, with the raindrops falling on the path, how marvelous, how breathtaking. I feel like a poet. Oh, little rain, you are so great! The wind came, it held the rain, slowly flying towards the window in front of me, the rain flew down on my head, body, I face up, closed my eyes, opened my mouth and tasted the drizzle, the rain does not have any flavor, only the cool feeling across the heart, but the cool seems to be mixed with other ingredients ...... At this time, I feel as if in the rain of the I feel as if I have grown up a lot under the rain. The rain stopped, but in my eyes, the rain is still there, it is always the most beautiful chord. Although it does not have the serenade-like serenity, no symphony-like joy, but it has a natural spring-like quiet; nocturnal music-like comfort; jasmine-like fragrance. It seems to be the sound of heaven, penetrating my soul. The string of crisp notes seeped into my heart like water seeping through wood .
2. Sentences describing the drizzleAutumn Poems Hu Bingyan
One of them
The misty drizzle disturbs the fields,
A cool breeze flutters the purple swallows.
The water is clear, and the flowers are full of flowers, and the flowers are full of flowers, and the flowers are full of flowers.
The second one
The wind pushes the muggy summer heat to add coolness to the room,
and the morning dew is fragrant with the fragrance of the rice grain.
The water is brimming with ducks,
and the maple leaves in the distant mountains are drunk with red.
The third
Xiao Xiao Cui Zhu covers the quiet,
Roads and lanes of purple swallows chirping.
A leaf floats to know the shadow of the vegetarian,
the yellow fall of the valley all golden autumn.
The fourth
The reed is yellow, and the leaves of the reed plant are dying.
The fragrance of the leaves of the lotus plant is gone.
The lovebirds are in love with each other and never leave each other,
and they are born to play in the water.
The Fifth
The light ink of the Nymphaea lotus is a beautiful thing,
and the cold color of the Nymphaea is a beautiful thing.
The moon is cold and the water is full of tears,
and the Chang'e rabbit has a flute in her sleeve.
The sixth
The autumn wind is cold and the clouds are floating,
The autumn rain is knocking the leaves of the tree and the tears are haggard.
Autumn dew condensation beads sadness overflow,
Autumn frost diffuse dyeing Wu Ting.
The seventh
The sparse hedge can hardly hide the cold chrysanthemum make-up,
The crystal dew is full of purple and yellow.
A light fragrance wafts through the grass,
and the tea is fragrant.
-- Hu Bingyan
3. What are the sentences describing the drizzle1. The drizzle is like flakes, like snowflakes, quietly drifting down, falling on my hair, face and clothes, like a small rhinestone embellished with my whole body.
2. It was raining outside the window, small raindrops hit the window, splashing stars, two or three drops gathered together, and slipped down the glass window. Suck a mouthful of cold air, wash away all the fatigue.
3. The sky is drizzling, dripping. It fell in the flowerbed, on the grass, and on the window. I looked out the window, listened to the song of the rain, and closed my eyes slightly.
4. The rain was really not heavy, dripping, not like rain, but like fog, the world in front of me was blocked in the dense as a pearl net of rain. Looking into the distance, the streets, buildings, pedestrians, all but a somewhat blurred wheelhouse. I walked into the rain and fog, and at once, a fresh and cool feeling permeated my whole body. Raindrops on the body is cold, but the air is somehow a moist and warm breath, as if reporting the news of the arrival of spring.
5. Spring rain, like flower needles, such as fine silk, densely woven diagonally.
6. The drizzle is hazy, hazy drizzle, drizzle, with the seclusion of mountain springs, pure and simple. There is a sheer poetry; the drizzle that fills the sky, there is no gloom, sadness, only freshness, emerald green.
7. Tiny raindrops sprinkled down, and the leaves of all kinds of flowers and grasses condensed with a crystal water droplet.
8. Oh, drizzle, I can't remember how many times I stood in the drizzle, listening to the sound of the rain, watching a wisp of water smoke embracing everything, intoxicated in this misty drizzle.
9. Sheepish rain brings people always happy mood, silk moisturizing the earth, always like in the spring rainy season, a person walking in the mountains on the road, cloaked in the rain, sniffing the air full of soil fragrance, listening to the sound of spring back to the earth, the spring rain on behalf of the youth and vitality.
10. drizzle, such as smoke and mist, fluttering, lingering, green trees, green grass, green country roads.
11. The rain fell on my head, body, I face up, closed my eyes, open mouth tasting the rain drops, at once, I feel as if in the watering of the rain and grow a lot.
12. The rain flew everywhere, the road people have an umbrella, some wearing a raincoat, they hurriedly rushed, want to avoid the drizzle as soon as possible.
13. The rain is not big, but "drip drip drip" down non-stop, looking at the cow hair like rain, know that spring is coming. "The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. It turned out to be the sound of the rain falling on the awning, telling everyone of its arrival, like a percussion piece. I stuck out my tongue and let the rain float onto my tongue, savoring the milk of the earth, cool and sweet! "Spring rain is as expensive as oil", really, the spring rain irrigated the fields, the grass knew that the spring rain had come and hurriedly burrowed its head out. The willow tree fluttered its green ribbon to meet the spring rain.
14. As the silk of the rain from the air, the rain is so small, the rain curtain is so dense, to the mountains covered with cicada-like white veil.
15. I put away my umbrella and walked into the rain, and the tiny raindrops hit my body, and I didn't feel cold at all, but only a kind and refreshing feeling.
42. The drizzle, quietly and silently falling, like countless silkworms spit out the silver silk. Millions of fine silk, swirling in mid-air, confused and diffuse veil, draped in black oil fields.
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4. Sentences describing the rain1. Autumn rain is like a sky full of shiny pearls, fluttering and waving.
2. The rain sprinkled down, and the leaves of all kinds of flowers and plants condensed with a crystal water droplet.
3. The wind chased the rain, the rain chased the wind, the wind and the rain united to chase the dark clouds in the sky, and the whole heaven and earth were in the rain.
4. The rain fell from the sky in a frenzy, and the dark sky looked like it was going to collapse.
5, autumn rain like smoke and mist, noiselessly sprinkled in that open space in the pile of rubble, withered leaves, wet the ground, wet the house, wet the tree.
6. The raindrops are connected together like a big net, hanging in front of my eyes.
7. The rain poured down incessantly, and the rainwater that flowed down from the eaves of the house gathered into a small stream on the street.
8, such as silk rain from the air, the rain is so small, the rain curtain is so dense, to the mountains covered with cicada-like white veil.
9, rain, like the ten million silver threads floating down from heaven.
10, the rain is bigger, the roof, the street, splashed with a layer of white rain mist, like a misty white veil. At this time a wind blowing over, the white veil curls away, the rain hit the street on the water, stirred up a splash.
11, the raindrops fell on my head, body, I face up, closed my eyes, open mouth tasting the drizzle, at once, I feel as if in the watering of the rain and grew a lot.
12, in a flash, the raindrops connected to the line, "wow" sound, the rain is like the sky collapsed like the sky pouring down from the sky.
13, bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water, the water as a small fountain. Splash on the ground, and then into a small bubble, small bubbles look like a top transparent small hat. Carefully look at the rain into a small hat process, it is really interesting!
14, raindrops are like millions of paratroopers, jumping out of the air and landing safely on the ground.
15, the rain is very thin, very sheer, like the spring time floating willow flakes.
16, spring rain, like cow hair, like flower needle, like fine silk, densely diagonally woven.
17, the wind is blowing, the rain is falling. Nearby, there is not even a shadow of a person on the street, white flowers are all water, simply become a flowing river, the top of the first to open the countless flowers; far away, the buildings and trees are blurred.
18, the sky rolled to the edge of the mass of dark clouds, a moment of downpour, from the sky.
19, the wind rolled with torrential rain like countless whips, and fiercely to the glass windows.
20, rain from the air to all corners, raindrops are very much like a crystal clear pearl, good to see. The raindrops fell from the eaves, walls, and leaves as if they were beads with broken strings, and finally joined together to form water columns.
21, the wind sandwiched between the rain stars, as if looking for something on the ground, the east end, the west end of the mess. Road pedestrians just found a shelter, the rain splitting down. The more it rained, the more it fell, and soon it was like a pouring rain, and the rain in the air was like a big waterfall! A gust of wind blew, this dense as a waterfall of rain was blown by the wind like smoke, like fog, like dust.
22, the rain is the most unusual, one is three or two days. Don't be annoyed, look, like cow hair, like flower needle, like fine silk, densely woven diagonally, the roof of the house is covered with a layer of thin smoke.
23, the raindrops rolled down the stem of the grass, a drop drilled into the soil, and a drop drilled into the mouth of the grass, can not be found.
24, rain like ten thousand silver threads floating down from the sky, the eaves fall rows of droplets, like a beautiful bead curtain.
25. The thunder sounded, and the heavy rain kept falling like broken beads.
5. What are some sentences describing rainA mass of dark clouds rolled in by the sky, and in an instant a downpour fell from the sky.
In summer, the rain clattered. Raindrops in the sky fell straight down like sifted beans, shattering the mirror-like surface of the lake and scaring away the small fish that originally wanted to jump on the surface to see the rain.
Like fog like rain, like rain like fog, silk stranded lingering. You hear! The rain falls on the roof "Tita Tita Tita", like playing percussion.
Rain down to the pond "Ding Ding Ding" sung, the water surface also splashed a small flower, and like a flower girl in the light dance ...... A moment, the coarse rain fell, hit the glass window bla bla straight sound. The more it rains, the bigger it gets.
I looked out through the glass window, heaven and earth like hanging an incomparably wide bead curtain, a misty piece. The rain fell on the roof tiles across the street, splashing a splash, like a layer of thin smoke shrouding the roof.
The rain ran down the eaves of the house, at first like broken beads, and gradually joined into a line. The water on the ground grew more and more, merging into a stream.
I love rainy weather for many reasons. The most direct reason is that I feel that the rainy days are the "public holidays" of the farmers.
Or when I was a teenager, I dropped out of school, and the production team had already used myself as a small laborer. The first thing you need to do is to get the money to pay for the work, and the second thing you need to do is to get the money to pay for the work.
At that time, I was looking forward to the rainy days, the rainy days, the surrounding gray. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Until the adults shouted dinner, only to leave resentfully. The first thing you need to do is to get the money to pay for it.
It's also more likely that you'll want it to rain. I like the rhythmic sound of water dripping from the eaves, especially on cloudy days.
Alone in the house lying on the bed, quietly flipping through the several books I do not know how many times I read the long novel. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
Or sleep on a "boring sleep", shake off the body fatigue. The rain, quietly and noiselessly falling, like countless sericulturist spit out the silver silk.
Ten million filaments, rippling in mid-air, confused and diffuse veil, draped in black oil field. Pouring rain fell incessantly, and the rainwater flowing down from the eaves of the house gathered into a small stream on the street.
Silky drizzle fell from the air, the raindrops were so small, the rain curtains were so dense, giving the mountains a cicada-like white veil.