The day is finally over, I'm sure you must be y touched, I think it's time to write a diary. But how to write a diary to be colorful? Here is my rain diary book 400 words for you, welcome to read and collect.
rain diary book 400 words 1I love spring, I love the spring rosy and lovely, I love the spring birds and flowers, I love the spring vibrant, I love the spring rain more!
The rainy days are damp and wet. The sky is gray, and the rain falls incessantly! On rainy days, I always hear my family members saying, "It's so annoying on rainy days, there's mud everywhere." I also have a few words to go along with, "Rainy days are so annoying." In fact, I love the rain.
Rainy days give people a feeling of freshness, my mother often instructed me to sit in front of the window, find a book of interest to read, reminding me of "the wind, the rain, the sound of reading, the sound of the ear," when I read Dai Wangshu's "Rainy Lane", but also I fell in love with the rain.
Rainy days, I put on my rain shoes every day, holding my beloved umbrella, after breakfast, carrying a schoolbag to school ...... afternoon, I and my classmates and laughing back home, and the past days as different: walking on the wet path, watching the rain fall silently on the ground, splashing, there are falling on the umbrella, the interesting formation of a rainy day, the rainy day, the rainy day, and the rainy day, the rainy day, and the rainy day. In the umbrella, the interesting formation of a cluster of water splashes. All the way to look at the raindrops, unknowingly came home, hey! I really do not want to put away the umbrella ah, has been standing in the rain, will have how beautiful ah. This is usually there? Even if there is, can have this unique flavor?
This rain, let us feel the greatness of spring rain. Its life is short, but it is willing to selfless dedication to nature, it irrigates the fields with life, is the crops quickly grow, he also moisturized the grass with life, they have been quietly dedicated, without asking for return, this noble character, it must be worthwhile to learn, so that we can afford to this "spring rain is as expensive as oil." A unique rain! How can anyone not be moved? His job is to nourish this fertile land, this blossoming spring! You are nature's nutritionist!
"Rustle, rustle, rustle," the spring rain girl sang a beautiful song, floating, happy to come to earth. A little girl saw it, tilted her head, clapped her hands, and said cheerfully, "Great, great! Today I can take my favorite umbrella and go to the supermarket with my mother to buy delicious food.
The farmers saw it and smiled. They said to themselves, "This spring rain will surely bring us a good harvest." On a hillside, a large swath of green grass while drinking the sweet rain, while excitedly saying "spring rain sister your rain is really sweet! I want to drink more, I want to quickly grow into a strong grass.
On the other side, an old tree said kindly "spring rain girl you really came at the right time, otherwise, I and the grass are dying of thirst thanks to you." The little flower opened its beautiful little face and said with a smile, "Spring rain, spring rain, you are really great you turned me into a red, everyone praised me beautiful!"
The small fish swim freely in the pond, they see the spring rain, swim more joyfully, as if dancing in the water. Little frogs in the spring rain "wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah", as if to say: "This can be the most beautiful and warmest of a spring rain ah."
The spring rain girl saw the little girls and farmers smiling, saw the grass and trees greener and more spirited, saw the little fish and frogs more lovely ...... She rained more cheerfully, rustle rustle rustle
Raining Diary Book 400 Words 3Evening came, I was at home reading, I inadvertently looked up and saw the window, just a little after 5 o'clock, the sun was shining. It was just a little after 5:00 when the sun disappeared into the thick clouds and went into hiding. Cotton wool-like dark clouds accumulated more and more, covering the sky and the earth. Only to see a lightning, like a sword cut through the sky, and then "Boom" sound, beans big rain fell down. The rain hit the ground in front of the house and the gravel, making a beautiful sound.
Through the rain and fog to look out, the mountain has been covered with a white veil, the mountain trees are still visible. Dense raindrops jumped into the embrace of the river. The rain fell on the pond, splashing countless ripples, the pond fish jumped on the surface of the water, as if in a joyful dance, the big trees were rinsed by the rain water is spotless, appearing green.
Soon the rain intensified, hitting the eaves of the houses and the tarmac, splashing millions of small white flowers, and making small puddles in the sand. The rain poured down in torrents, and it gradually rose to fill the small ditch and merge into a small stream. The tall buildings in the distance disappeared in the rain and fog, the trees could not even see the shadow, and the world was gray.
Almost half an hour later, the downpour slowly got smaller, and the gale turned into a breeze. The rain curtains were slanted, and the rain fell like broken pearls, rolling down the stems of the grasses and burrowing into the earth at once.
After a while, the western clouds showed the sunlight, and the leaves of the trees with the rain were lit up in a golden green. A seven-colored rainbow hung in the sky to the east, its two ends stuck in the dark clouds. After a while, the rainbow was gone, the dark clouds in the sky were gone, and the sky was as fresh and beautiful as if it had just been washed.
After the rain, the surrounding mountains, also beat up, pale and lovely. Under the mountains there are many green fields with very beautiful colors. On the flowers, there are a few small water beads glowing, as if a pearl is showing off to people.
rain diary book 400 words 4At the end of the school day, our class came out second, and waited for a long time, and the mother did not come. Parents are all gone, and there are only a few children left before mom came, and as soon as she saw me, she said, "I'm sorry heh, mom is late!"
When I heard that, I was very aggravated: "Why are you coming now?"
Mom said: "I went to Mr. Du's studio painting, looking for a car everywhere, turned several times before I got there, I'm really sorry!"
Outside is still drizzling, I went to the station with my mom to wait for the car, just past a tour 2, etc. Waiting for a while, my mom said: "may have to wait a long time to come to the car, we have to either change the place to take the car, or hit it?" I said, "Okay, take a taxi home!"
However, it is also very difficult to wait, wait a long time, only to the north, not to the south, stopped a number of people inside, I was anxious, jumped straight to the feet: "How yet? I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you'll be able to.
Mom comforted me: "Don't worry, it's raining, it's not good to play. Just now there is a car past, was blocked by the car, we look forward again?" As a result, there is still no empty car, my eyes tearful, eyes to cry, mom said: "Tour 2 is coming, or, we still take the bus back!" I quickly nodded in agreement.
Sitting in the car, the more I think the more aggrieved, tears snapped straight down. Mom put her arms around me and said: "Today is mom's fault, came too late, did not catch the car, hit and miss, let your heart too anxious! Next time, mom won't be like this, forgive me, okay? In the future, I will ride my bike to pick you up, so I won't have to wait so long!" I wiped my tears and nodded my head.
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Near the night, the sky is cloudy again, this time to come to the air strange fierce, the wind blowing whistling, the dark clouds came, then the rain splitting head and face chopped down, the people on the road sped, hoping to go home quickly.
A shout pulled me out of the scene, "Hurry up and go downstairs and buy a packet of salt," my mom shouted from the kitchen. I had to go downstairs to buy salt, but the heart is this way, downstairs just can experience the wind, downstairs in the window to see the scene: dark clouds from the sky downward pressure down just and the sun reached a flat line, I long looked at this miracle, suddenly remembered that they still have the task, they had to go downstairs, downstairs after the wind is still blowing, I stood below the cool a little while to go to the salt, outside the rain is not too big, but the rain drops are very big, hit the salt, the wind is still blowing. Big, but the raindrops are very big, hit in the face will be a little pain, after buying salt, I ran home in a hurry, after the delivery, I stood at the window to look at the scenery, saw just outside there is a more miraculous, in the dense dark clouds, a small section of the rainbow emerged, I told my father to use his cell phone to shoot this most spectacular scene, see this scene I thought of and this spectacular almost the same thing, a corner of the wall, a small green grass, that sprouted a Green grass, that grass and this rainbow are both refused to bow down, refused to give in to the difficulties of the symbol, then again, when the rainbow has disappeared, but it lives in my heart, forever and ever ......
rain diary book 400 words 6Early in the morning, I got up early and climbed the mountain.
In the mountains, the air foggy sky, a reach, five fingers hidden, the scenery in front of me is so confused, I blindly forward, maybe when I hit a person or hit the wall. Suddenly, a drizzle from all directions, driving away the fog, I saw the scenery in the rain: the trees in the distance completely melted into one; near a few animal-shaped garbage cans seem to be smiling at me; feet, natural stone steps, grid by grid to the distance. They say rain is sweet.
I stuck out my tongue and stood on the open grass waiting for the rain to fall into my mouth, and a short while later, a bean-sized raindrop dripped into my mouth. Ah, so sweet, a sweet flavor straight into my heart. Ah, nature has this kind of delicious rain. I came to the park in the mountains, that hidden in the mountains of the "bamboo park" is so pure, I leaned on a fence pole, enjoy receiving the baptism of the wind and rain, at this time, I feel as if I am a hero through the vicissitudes of life. The more the rain fell, I had to hide in the pavilion to avoid the rain. The birds flew to their nests, and the trees held a big umbrella for them. The tadpoles hid under the lotus leaves, which were like a natural umbrella. The rain poured down like a torrent, and the water in the gutter flowed so fast that even the trees didn't hear the uncle's greeting and left in a hurry. I looked at the sky full of dark clouds and thought: this rain will not stop for a while, what should I do? I looked at the tree that big leaves have a way, I will be a lot of leaves together to do a leaf hat.
And rushed home. Arrived home, although the "leaf cap" has long been missing, and was also drenched into the "soup chicken" but I am very happy with the rain **** spend a morning. The rain brought me infinite joy and memories.
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"Spring rain rustle, spring rain rustle, as fine as cow hair, fluttering ...... "Whenever it rains in spring, I will think of this song. The fine, dense spring rain falls into the soil. The spring rain is the trust of the land, the spring rain comes, the grass will obediently drill out of the ground. And the spring rain is the trustee of the grass, the spring rain makes the soil braided soft and delicate. If there is no spring rain, there will not be the tenderness of the willow tree, there will not be the hundred flowers of the competition, the harvest in the fall and where to start?
Yunnan, Kunming. This is a famous spring city. All year round, there are all kinds of flowers blooming here. And now, are there still flowers blooming there? A month ago, there was a serious drought in the southwest of China. The formerly fertile land is now gone, replaced by that dry and cracked hard mud. The same is true of the newlyweds, but there are fewer spring rains there. Where to find the soft verdant willows? Where to find the flowers in the eyes? Where to find that life-sustaining grain? People often wait until after the loss to know how to cherish, in fact, every drop of water was very precious, just and we do not know how to cherish.
We were all born in the south, grew up in the water village, never spent the days of water shortage. Never have who will use, never thought, if one day there is no water what to do?
Clattering, it was drizzling again outside the window. I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I'm not sure what to do. If there really is a "20xx", it should be designed by human beings themselves, right?
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The rain, not big or small, pattering just to be able to take the heart of the buried memories for a long time, would like to get out of the car to walk in the rain to see if you can find once walked back to the dots and dashes, think about it or forget about it, in vain, sad things have become the past and why bring to hurt themselves, so a person sitting quietly in the car to listen to the drip drip drip drip of the rain! I don't know what I've thrown down seven or eight cigarettes, and I don't know if I'm smoking loneliness or nostalgia!
Quit it, smoke more and what's the use of it, can not stay always can not stay, to go to the end to go! The first thing you need to do is to get out of the house and get some fresh air, and then you can't go on living up to your promise, and then you can't face yourself!
Everyone has a past that makes people emotional, but also can not live in the memories every day, relying on a piece of memory to live that is only sung in the song, the reality of how much love and heartfelt feelings eventually become a game a dream, and even always thought that the world's women are the same as you and the same from the end of the day, never give up! Every woman is a fairy who fell into the mortal world, pure and beautiful! However, it is because of these thoughts, I feel out of place in this society, the more dedicated the more I feel like a joke, because the heart of these ideas plagued me, so I'm sorry, you accounted for my inability to do, I do not need anyone to accompany and do not need anyone to take care of.
Rain stopped, smoke smoke out! It is also time to take back the heart not in the nonsense, go home and take a shower, lonely and continue to live a lively life!
Rain diary book 400 words 9"Tick-tock, tick-tock, downpour; clatter, clatter, downpour; boom, boom, thunderstorm ......" This is my kindergarten learned children's song about rain. No matter what kind of rain it is, I love it. I love rainy days.
As soon as I got up in the morning, I realized it was raining and was in an extraordinarily good mood. After breakfast, my father sent me to walk on the road to school, listening to the rain "pop, pop" fell on my umbrella, there is a kind of indescribable happiness. Looking up at the sky, the rain is quietly
underground, this is a mysterious thing ah!
The school bus hadn't come yet, so I stood by the road with my dad. The rain fell on the ground, and the splashes hit my pants softly. My father picked me up, stopped my father's neck, looked at the rain in front of me, I said to my father: "The rain is so good, the road, the trees are washed dry and quiet! Also, I can sleep quietly at noon listening to the rain, it's so nice!" Dad smiled and said, "Yes, the rain runs everywhere and it's all in a good mood!" Dad looked happy too!
Sitting on the school bus, it went slowly in the rain. I noticed that there were extraordinarily few cars on the road today, and the school bus didn't stop and go for a while like it usually does.
The school bus came to the school, and so did the rain, still falling happily.
I got off the school bus and ran happily to the classroom ......
Rain Diary Book 400 Words 10In the past, I didn't like the rainy days because they made people feel extremely uncomfortable, the floor was wet, and the mood was always the same as the weather! But today the rain surprised me and changed my perception of rainy days.
In the morning, when I first woke up, I rubbed my hazy sleepy eyes and woke up from my dream. Wearing clothes at once feel cool on the body, a glance out the window and heavy rain, at once, I was sad, because today my mom is going to take me to the Gulf Park to play, the rain drenched me a few days of `expectations.
I was reluctant to come out of my room, holding my chin and looking out the window at this heavy rain. My mom saw that I was late to get up and guessed eight or nine points, so she came in and comforted me by saying, "Although you can't go out to play in the rain, you will gain a lot by listening to the sound of that rain."
I listened to my mom, after dinner, while listening to the sound of the rain, while writing homework, a little bit can not find my mom said, can get from the rain to get what a great harvest? I continue to listen to the rain with this question, I do not know after a while, I found my feet but unconsciously with the sound of the rain beat, I was overjoyed, this may be what mom said the surprise!
I thought: the beat of the rain, is not nature's piano metronome? So, I put down my pen, came to the piano, accompanied by this nature's beat played the piano, actually played a wonderful tune never before! So I played more vigorously, but also play and listen to the rain outside the window. It is so lovely to see the raindrops hitting the glass from time to time.
The spring rain "rustle", rain, there is a prince in the sky who loves to hunt, it has a magical bow and arrow in his hands, there are many functions! For example, the phantom, an arrow of a hundred carvings ...... This day it rode the cloud horse again and went hunting.
The first arrow, it did not hesitate to press the thunderbolt arrow, spring rain arrow like lightning, left and right bend, a moment this and that, but it did not even shoot a small animal, only shot to the soil. The soil immediately became soft and fluffy. The second arrow, it is still not discouraged, pressed the phantom arrow, the little animals just blinked an eye, the top of the head fell a spring rain arrow, but the prince still did not shoot to the little animals, only shot to the dead tree. The dead tree was moisturized by the spring rain water and sent out new shoots.
The third arrow, the prince was a little hesitant, it thought so powerful arrows can not hit the animals, then what can be done. It pressed an arrow, this arrow only hit the dead flowers, dead grass, dead branches, dead leaves. Just then the prince realized that the places that had been shot by his arrows. Flowers, grass, leaves, and shoots had long since sprung up. The prince thought he was wrong, he should not have shot the animals, but should have made nature more beautiful, he called his friends, and together they shot and shot and shot. Nature became more and more beautiful. But the prince is tired, turned into the sun and the moon, it always guard nature, always nourish the flowers and trees.
It's a beautiful day today, with a big sun. The cicadas are chirping in the trees, one after another, one after another, one after another. When I heard the sound, I thought of a loud symphony, and the cicadas were the players. I couldn't hear any emotion in the sound, but I felt that the whole world had turned into a "bing bing" sound.
Suddenly, the sound of the cicadas gradually, gradually became smaller. In its place was the sound of muffled thunder. I slowly opened my eyes, and the sky that was clear just now became cloudy. It was about to rain.
Immediately afterward, I heard a "rustling" sound. Unlike the sound of light rain, it was a powerful, slow, and gradually became louder, like a herd of horses running from afar. Sitting in front of the window, "Sha la la" accompanied by "rumbling" thunder, I entered a wonderful world. It was a palace of forests, where musicians were playing and singers were singing. I smelled the scent of nature. The wind whistled and the sound of "whistling" filled my ears. The leaves of the trees that were blown away by the wind rubbed against the ground and made the sound of "bared". The sound of the leaves rubbing against the ground adds a special flavor to this musical event. Along with the lightning, the thunder is not as amazing as it was a moment ago. The raindrops had changed from lightning to drizzle. The sound of "rustling" is also gradually heard.
The rain stopped, and the sunlight gradually spread over the whole land, and the birds also crowed happily. The whole world seems to have been washed away by the rain, becoming cleaner and fresher.
The musicians also ended this interesting concert.
Rain Diary 400 Words 13The rain had just stopped, and it came down again on Sunday. I didn't know it then, and my mom said, "It's raining again!"
I rushed out to see, and it was really raining, and the little drops of rain were still dripping on my face, as if playing hide-and-seek with me, and a little bit of a cool feeling. I immediately put my head back, the raindrops fell in the river water, just like a small fish spit out small bubbles. Soon the sky became dark, covering the white clouds, and the small raindrops turned into heavy rain, hitting the glass with a popping sound. It rained even harder in the sky, and when you looked out the window from your room, you could still see certain things outside the window.
Gradually the windows became blurred, and the trees and houses outside the windows could not be seen in the heavy rain, and only things like fog could be seen on the windows.
The rain is still coming down as if there is no intention to stop.
So in the evening, the sky gradually brightened up, the rain slowly became smaller, and my mood also followed the change of comfort.
Not long after the rain finally stopped, the birds chirped in the trees, as if singing the hymn of spring!
People came out from their homes, some were walking, some were looking at flowers, and some were playing, the sky was still blue and far away, the air was still fresh and sweet, and I could still smell a burst of earthy flavor.
rain diary book 400 words 14It's raining la! It's raining ...... I ran to the square happily . Because I am going to play in the water .
The first thing that caught my eye was the rain. When it falls heavily, it falls like a pearl. When it's not too big or too small, it's like a little girl's tears. When it's small, it's like our hair, it doesn't seem to be there.
My naughty streak came to an end: I stepped on the water so hard that it splashed all over me. This makes me a standard "drop soup chicken". I was in a hurry. By chance, two of my best friends came along. I had an idea: I asked them to take me by the arm and pull me hard to skate with my head stretched out and my back pushed up. Akaruichi is good, Akaruichi is good. Akaruichi, no! I fell. My two best friends were laughing. I blushed. Then I had the bright idea to play a trick on them. I pulled them under a tree, told them to close their eyes, and said I'd surprise them. They closed their eyes. I shook the tree hard and "wow" the water fell from the tree and covered them with water and they were covered with water. I argued: "A rain on the tree, rare! I gave it to you!" They really believed me and nodded. I laughed in my heart.
The rain left a deep impression on me.
rain diary book 400 words 15"Drip, drip, drip ......" Rain like cow hair, like flower needles, like fine silk, sprinkled on the earth, hit my cheeks, by that difficult problem, pressurized, so I had to come out to get some air.
Look, the blue sky, birds flying, tall willow hanging in front of us, with the breeze swinging their branches, stretching the limbs quietly in the rain, the corner of the small flowers sucking the sweet dew, opened their petals, grass gives off a fragrance, pomegranate tree emerged a small pomegranate like an upside down "golden bell
Rain fell on the small flowers, flowers more red; rain fell on the body of grass, grass more green; rain fell on the crops, crops more full; rain fell on the farmers uncle, farmers uncle smiled.
Walking on the path, holding a flower umbrella, a person strolling in the drizzle, listening to the rain wonderful music score.
The rain fell quietly, a block of skyscrapers, rows of street trees, a flower umbrella, printed my eyes, I leaned on the handrail, looking at the back and forth of the car, speeding down the road, non-stop shuttling, people with umbrellas in the rain in a hurry to walk, . Deep breath of fresh air, I am eager to fly freely in the blue sky as if a bird ......
"Drip, drip, drip ......" The rain stopped, I was in a happy mood, and the rainbow came out.
How can I see the rainbow without experiencing the storm, it made me realize that I can only succeed after experiencing the storm!