I walked on the spacious highway, walking slowly, humming a ditty in a low voice, walking in the rain with an umbrella. It feels really good, as if all the sounds have disappeared. Oh, there is the sound of rain beating on the ground. Jargon ... is like a beautiful piece of music. I enjoyed it quietly, and time seemed to freeze. Forget time, forget troubles, and devote yourself to this pleasant moment.
For a long time, the rain stopped. I stopped and looked up at the sky. Why is there no rainbow? It is said that the rainbow represents God's smile. Why doesn't it laugh? Does it have something on its mind? I don't understand.
I reached out to touch the uncertain sky. However, the sky is far beyond my reach. In front of it, I will always be so small.
It's getting dark I took back my free heart, tidied up my emotions and set foot on the road home. After all, that's my harbor.
I didn't walk alone in the rain, because there was still a biting cold wind and intermittent rain that accompanied me until the end.
Walking in the rain _300 words 2 It is rare to have time today. I went to the park alone to see the beautiful autumn leaves. However, the weather is not in a good mood. As soon as I set out, it began to rain.
I walked into the park and the rain beat me mercilessly. Although it hurts, it still doesn't affect my happy mood. The leaves were photographed by the rain. People in the park are walking in a hurry with umbrellas, but I am happy to run, jump and walk in the rain, because I like rain.
The dark clouds in the sky are dense, dyeing the blue sky black, and it is raining harder and harder.
I came to a maple tree whose red leaves attracted me. Just as I was absorbed in enjoying this leaf, suddenly a drop of rain fell like a bullet and slapped this beautiful maple leaf hard, which startled me. My foot slipped and fell into a rain ditch.
Damn rain.
At this time, I was completely angered by the rain. It made me a drowned rat. Alas! What bad luck. I looked up at the sky and dark clouds. Thunder roared angrily and fired at the dark sky! Lightning also appeared, breaking through the dark cracks and flying in the sky, and light also appeared.
The rain has stopped and the sky is getting brighter. I strolled home in the light rain again. Thin rain drops on my body, soft and soft, washing away the mud that stuck to me when I just fell.
At this time, I sincerely feel that the scenery in the rain is the most beautiful.
Walking in the rain _300 words 3 The spring rain has been raining, and my brother and I are bored at home. Mother said, "Come for a walk in the rain!" " "We are so excited to hear the news!
We put on rain boots, and my mother took us to the Peach Blossom Garden. We got off the bus, spread our umbrellas and walked up a winding mountain road.
The first thing that caught our eye was a dense bamboo forest. There are many bamboo shoots and buds in the forest, big and small, tall and short, standing straight there. How much! We counted thirty-two trees.
We continued to walk up and saw a large peach forest. Unfortunately, the peach blossoms have withered and many green leaves have grown. There are clusters of white flowers under the peach tree. Mother said, "This is a wild strawberry flower. After a while it will grow red wild strawberries! " "
It's raining harder and harder, and the rain "sand, sand, sand" hits our umbrella. Walking in the rain and breathing the fresh air in the mountains, we saw many loquat trees and bayberry trees ... what a big orchard!
Walking in the rain, the surrounding scenery is really beautiful and wonderful!
Walking in the rain _300 words 4 In the early morning, the sky is drizzling, which is a bit poetic.
The ground is wet, my vision is blurred and my mood is relaxed. Holding a small umbrella, walking at a brisk pace, running, walking and circling in the rain. Tall trees stand upright like knights guarding the castle. There are small drops of water on the green leaves, like cool mint water. When the water drops slide to the tip of the blade, they fall down, like mint water sliding down the throat, cold and sweet. Put down the umbrella, it's raining. Raindrops fell on my head and body. I leaned forward, closed my eyes, stuck out my tongue and tasted the little rain beads. Suddenly I feel as if I have grown up a lot under the drizzle.
There is no Schubert serenade, no Beethoven symphony exultation, it just falls from the sky carefully and magnificently. Selflessness permeates indifference, enthusiasm permeates wetness, delicacy permeates warmth, and gentleness swings in delicacy. This is a light rain.
Walking in the rain _300 words 5 Sunday afternoon, it was a little faster, and it began to rain. I walked in the rain with an umbrella.
I was going to go for a walk, but it started to rain. I didn't know it at first, but it rained harder and harder. Fortunately, I brought an umbrella. I opened my umbrella and stood by the roadside, watching the raindrops the size of beans ruthlessly hit the petals on the roadside. Although the flowers are tilted left and right by the rain, they seem to be dancing happily. They are still standing in the rain happily, watching and watching. Let the rain hit my palm drop by drop, making my hand feel cool and happy. Now I think it's better to get rid of the sultry in my heart than this cool rainy day.
Under the protection of the hand, the crystal beads of rain are covered with petals and stuck to the green leaves, like crystal gems, dazzling and beautiful. The impact of raindrops is not an experience. Suddenly I really want to let time stay at this moment, let me immerse myself in the rain, and let me feel the fun in the rain.
The wonderful astronomical phenomena in nature not only nourish everything, but also bring people a pleasant feeling. In fact, everything in the world has a colorful side, and we should spend more time appreciating their beauty.
Walking in the rain _300 words 6 It's raining in Mao Mao outside today. I walked home from Avenue North Street, and there was no sound around.
I only heard the sound of raindrops falling on leaves and water. When passing by the river, I found the rain dripping on the water, making a "bang" and "bang" sound. This kind of sound is unique to the rain in Mao Mao. It is not as violent as the rainstorm, nor as pleasant as the moderate rain. It is only the rain in Mao Mao, but this kind of sound is very subtle, and you can't find it without listening carefully.
When I walked past a tree with wide leaves, I saw many small water balloons on the leaves. These water drops are crystal clear, like exquisite Jin Gangzuan, embedded in green leaves. However, some "Jin Gangzuan" gradually became bigger and longer under the gathering of rain. Finally, the leaves were not burdened, and the water polo fell into the soil. Then there are new water drops on the green leaves, and so on.
The raindrops fell on the lake, only to hear a "plop", and the ripples spread on the river, which are ripples, like countless wifi signals.
Passing through the park, there was a burst of voices before, but it was extremely depressing in today's rainy weather. Those evergreen shrubs are just shrubs. The old leaves haven't fallen yet, and the new leaves have grown out. In autumn, the leaves of plane trees fall to the ground under the impact of autumn rain. A few days later, when you come here again, you will find them slowly dissolving into the soil.
Walking in the rain and walking quietly, you can see the different beauty of autumn.
Walking in the rain _300 words 7 Quiet, quiet. The prosperity of the city has gone, and the rain has sounded. Only thousands of silk tapestries are left to wash away the filth of the world.
I walked out of the sultry classroom, ignoring the busy study, the stumbling of life and the fast pace of the city. I walked in the rain without an umbrella. An umbrella is an annoying wall. Blocked the coolness of the rain elf.
Slowly, slowly. I walked in the rain, listening to the sound of books on campus. The rain gently blows every student to block the noise and usher in silence. "The sound of books, the sound of rain, the sound of reading, the sound is in the ear." There are also students listening to the sounds of nature in the window.
Cool, cool. In summer, cicadas have stopped, street trees are bathed in the rain, birds have already returned to their nests, and the footsteps of pedestrians on the road are left in the rain, you know? Everything has changed because of the rain. The sky is no longer hot, and the dark clouds resist the scorching sun. The air becomes humid and water comes out of the air.
Rain, it dives into the night with the wind. Rain, it moistens things silently, and it makes Jiang Nanan green. Spring rain is as expensive as oil, the trees in the rain are green, the grass in the rain is refreshing and the flowers in the rain are gorgeous.
Rain, daughter of heaven, kisses the earth. Rain is the loving mother of the world. It gives milk selflessly. I walked in the rain and felt its loving embrace.
Walking in the rain _ 300 words at night, it's raining!
Crystal clear water drops fall from the sky like naughty water dolls. I, without an umbrella, strolled around the campus, enjoying the elegance endowed by nature. The continuous drizzle makes me feel cool and everything is wet. The leaves are covered with water droplets, one by one. The water droplets slide into the arms of Mother Earth along the tip of the leaves, as if playing a slide, and the sound of falling seems to be their laughter. Banana leaves are different! Banana leaves are big and round, with flat thin lines, like a staff, and water drops are like notes on the staff. Come to the promenade and listen to the rain. One moment is "tick" and the other is "bang, bang", which is unpredictable. Walking to the playground, the sound of rain here is different, and it becomes very crisp, Ding-dong-Ding Dong. When the rain hits you, it seems like a tiny needle accidentally touched you, a little itchy, a little painful and a little cold. I squatted down to see where the rain would fall. It turned out to be dripping into a small hole in the playground. These holes should be water drops that have been dripping for a long time, right? I wandered to the pond and saw no fish. The rain broke the peace of the pond. Water drops on the water surface, causing waves, beautiful! Turning a corner, clusters of beautiful flowers become more bright and beautiful! Everything in the rain is so beautiful and poetic.
It's still raining, so I continue to walk. ...
Walking in the rain _300 words 9 I went to grandpa's house today. It happened to rain heavily, and I couldn't wait. It is my favorite to enjoy the rain scene at grandpa's house on rainy days. At 8 o'clock, I came to grandpa's house. It was raining heavily, with thunder and heavy rain. Looking through the window, the outside is covered with rain, enjoying the rain scene, I'm afraid it's not the moment!
But I didn't give up the idea. The rain became smaller and smaller, and finally it changed from the initial torrential rain to intermittent light rain. I couldn't wait to make a small umbrella for the rabbit to pick mushrooms and walk in the rain. The scene after the rain is really wonderful. The air is extremely fresh and refreshing, with a little sweetness, which makes people feel refreshed somehow. In short, this is not something I can express with poor writing. I walked under the jujube tree and saw that the green leaves in the past were getting greener and greener, covered with crystal-clear little "pearls". Suddenly, my umbrella hook hung on the branch, and a few naughty drops of water slipped down the leaf slide.
It suddenly occurred to me, why not make a leaf rain? Is it artificial rainfall? I threw my umbrella aside and shook the jujube tree with all my strength. Raindrops fall with raindrops, and childhood memories grow with my laughter. ...
Walking in the rain _300 words 10 It's raining, it's raining, and small raindrops pattering on my umbrella, as if singing a welcome song. I walked on a muddy path in my little rain boots, accidentally stepped into a puddle and splashed. When I came to the crossroads, I saw many cars coming and going. From this end, I looked like a dragon crossing the road.
When I came to the roadside park, I heard small drops of water dripping on the leaves, as if singing with the leaves in the rain. Small drops of water fell on the eaves of the gazebo and splashed everywhere, like dancing a strange dance for us.
I walked on with an umbrella. After a while, the rain stopped and the sky became clear. In an instant, a rainbow appeared in the sky, with very bright colors, consisting of seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. She hangs quietly in the sky, like an arch bridge leading to heaven, shining and moving, attracting our attention.
I really want to touch her, but I'm afraid to disturb her. How I want to walk on it and taste her. She's in pain? Is it sweet? Acid? Nature seems to answer me: red is strawberry, orange is orange, yellow is lemon, green is cantaloupe and green is plum. ...
Walking in the rain today makes me feel that the world is so beautiful!
Walking in the rain _300 words 1 1 autumn wind is drizzling, and I am walking quietly on my way home with an umbrella.
Light rain falls on the leaves, and the sound of rustling is like a lovely elf playing beautiful music. Rain hits the small leaves, and small water droplets gather on the leaves. There are more and more raindrops, and the water drops are getting bigger and bigger. "Snapping", the leaves tilted, and the glittering and translucent water drops fell to the ground and disappeared.
Walking on a small bridge and looking at the river, you can't hear the rustling of light rain on the water without listening carefully. Small drops of water drop into the water, causing ripples, just like water drops dancing in circles, adding a little vitality to the usually quiet river.
Then I walked down, and a lawn covered with bushes appeared in my sight. Those evergreen shrubs have sprouted new leaves under the nourishment of autumn rain. Before the old leaves fall, the new leaves pop out again. Just when the shrubs germinated, only bare trunks were left on the buttonwood and ginkgo trees. All their leaves fell to the ground. However, in two or three days, the leaves will blend into the soil with the autumn rain, which will be used as nourishment for the new buds that will be planted in the next year.
As the saying goes, "an autumn rain brings a cold." People's clothes are also increasing. Pedestrians are wearing hats and thick coats, curled up and clutching their clothes, and running wildly in the rain.
Walking in the rain and walking quietly, you can see that autumn is not the same as rainy days.
Walking in the rain _300 words 12 I have seen rain, intermittent light rain; It's raining heavily; Outside the window, the rainstorm pours down quietly, sometimes making an unusually crisp sound. ...
I walked out of the door with a small umbrella. The umbrella didn't completely cover my body, leaving a part to enjoy the coolness of the rain. I was walking on a muddy path, and the muddy water splashed my shoes several times, but I didn't care. I feel a sense of pleasure when I look at the grass, roads and buildings washed clean by rain. I listened quietly to the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella overhead, how crisp and loud it was, and it fell on the umbrella rhythmically, like a song of the richest man with pleasure, lingering in my ears.
The rain is a little light. I gently closed my umbrella and walked in the rain. I reached out to pick up the crystal beads of rain, and smacked. The rain is lying in my palm, as if to seep into my skin and blood. So I stood quietly in the rain, enjoying the happiness brought by the rain.
I am willing to hold your hand and walk in the rain together.
Walking in the rain _300 words 13 that day, I really tasted the taste of walking in the rain.
I am tired on my way to school. Birds are silent, trees bow their heads to rest, and flowers bow their heads to escape the heat. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and made me feel extremely cool. I saw dark clouds in the distance, and spring thunder called for raindrops. In a short time, thousands of raindrops in Qian Qian responded to the call of Spring Thunder and began to perform. I noticed them coming and wanted to find a place to hide. Who knows, they have come. Raindrops are falling from the sky, some fall into the pond to play with the fish, and the fish jump out of the water happily; Some fell in the fields to quench their thirst, and rice grew rapidly; Some fall on my body, hair, face … everywhere to relieve fatigue; Yes ... I slowed down and enjoyed the beautiful scenery in the rain.
I was lost in thought. Through the rain curtain, I seem to see a green wheat field. I saw the old farmer stroking his silver beard, and his eyes cracked with laughter. He said happily, "well, this year is another bumper year!"
Everything in the rain is so beautiful, I like walking in the rain.
Walking in the rain _300 words 14 It's raining! It began to rain like silk in the sky. Raindrops are very small, covering the looming hillside in the distance with a layer of cicada-like white gauze.
Morning News reporter came to Laiwu Botanical Garden with excitement. As soon as I stepped into the gate, I saw rows of neat ginkgo trees on the roadside. There are only a few sparse leaves left on the tree. A breeze blew, and they all left the tree mother and danced like a golden butterfly.
After a few more steps, the color gradually brightened, and the roadside was covered with flaming maple leaves. I stopped, leaned down gently, and picked up a maple leaf: there was a thin seam on it, which was dark red blood, revealing a sad beauty!
Walking along the path, I saw a beautiful lake. The lake is so clear that I can see the bottom of it at a glance. Thin raindrops fell on the lake, causing countless ripples, like countless fish surfaced, spitting bubbles together.
Finally, the rain stopped and Uncle Sun smiled. Grass weaves pieces of green grass with its own green color. I lay on the grass and enjoyed the sunshine.
Time is ticking away. It's time to go home. I reluctantly left the botanical garden, but in my memory, this is always the brightest star.
Walking in the rain _300 words 15 Let's talk about it. What do you think the rain is like? Rain is soft in my eyes, and I have loved watching it since I was a child.
Why do I like watching the rain? Because I think rain is poetic, as far as the size of rain is concerned, I like light rain because it is not fast and lovely.
I remember when I was in the first grade, my sister and I went to other places to play. It happened that it was raining in that place. After we set up the tent, we covered the quilt, watched the rain outside and listened to the sound of the rain hitting the roof, which made us feel particularly comfortable.
Today, a sudden heavy rain poured down as if a concert were being held. The sound of rain is loud and small, which is very nice. These raindrops are like a game again. They are all singing. Whoever sings well proves that he is very attentive, and the high and low voices are scattered in different orders, which makes people sound very interesting.
If everyone is outside, when it rains, if it is not too heavy, it is suggested not to hide under the eaves immediately, but to take a walk in the rain and feel the rain in Mao Mao. Maybe this is the real enjoyment.
For example, on the way to the remedial class today, I didn't bring my umbrella. I enjoyed the feeling of rain and jumped all the way. Raindrops fell on me, and I felt very happy, not angry.
I like rain, and I prefer to walk in the drizzle!