In the morning after the rain, the sunshine was unusually fresh and soft, and the flowers were covered with sparkling dew. This is a group of spring elves! No matter in the morning or at night, they always accompany me, waking up in the flowers in the morning and falling asleep in the flowers at night. There is nothing happier than this. In Moonlight on the Lotus Pond, Zhu Ziqing said: Under the boundless moonlight, one can think of anything and nothing, and then he feels that he is a free man. He can forget what he has to say and do on weekdays. . . For me, looking out of the window, roses are smiling, seven fragrant flowers are spitting, birds are jumping on the branches, and swallows occasionally fly in the sky, leaving a pretty silhouette. The warm wind blowing, or the drizzle falling, all bring me beautiful feelings, both poetic and picturesque.
Zheng Chouyu wrote: birds bounce on branches, such as the rise and fall of keys; The cliffs there love to stare, and the vines hang like hair; The grass there is good at waiting and full of flowers; I can't help loving just thinking about it, let alone seeing and listening. I think I am a happy and free person. I want to be a bird and fly in the high blue sky. Or a branch in full bloom in spring, or even a green leaf. My vision is limited. I can't see the trees and catkins flying outside, nor can I see dandelion yellow flowers and flying paratroopers, and kites of various shapes in the blue sky. But I am still very happy and happy. Liveliness and tranquility are the necessities of life. How can I refuse? Flowers and leaves fall, which is a natural law. If you can't change them, learn to appreciate them!
Maybe in a few days, the weather will heat up slowly, and cicadas will definitely fall among the buttonwood trees. Gardenia, jasmine and Sophora japonica should all be in bloom! Then let me look forward to it. How happy I am to wait for every flower to bloom! Even if things change, we should keep the exquisite scenery in our hearts and eyes, let our hearts and dreams exist, and let the moment become eternal! I would like to be the most sincere green leaf, and the sound of flowers will come to me sooner or later.
2. 600 words of junior high school composition "Morning after Rain" should be innovative. I have a report card in my hand that I just sent out not long ago, but it seems that a meteorite has fallen from the sky and I can't walk.
Rain is beautiful, it gives life to everything and makes people happy, but it is also the easiest to remind people of the past …
That day, I was holding the report card that I just sent out not long ago, but I was like a meteorite falling from the sky and couldn't walk. Thinking of parents' hard work in the field, teachers' hopeful eyes and friends' encouragement, I suddenly feel that this is a dream and will disappear when I wake up. But this achievement is clearly in my hands. Before the exam, my full confidence had disappeared without a trace. On the way home, my mood was as gloomy as the sky, as if I had been splashed with black ink. Unconsciously, it began to rain in the sky, wetting my cheeks, my report card, my report card and my heart. No matter how close I am to going home, I will go back eventually. Standing in front of the house, but afraid to open the door, afraid to see the parents' eyes. I was hesitating when the door opened and a wrinkled face appeared in front of me. This is my mother's. My mother was surprised to see me standing in the rain, but I clearly saw the love in my mother's eyes. My mother pulled me into the house, gently wiped my face and asked me, "Why don't you go back to the house?" Mom's eyes are as soft as cloth, and I can't wait for that report card to disappear immediately. My mother looked unhappy when she saw me not talking. She asked me anxiously, "How did you touch it?" I looked at my mother and took out my crumpled report card trembling. I saw my mother's eyes lit up a little, but she didn't hit me or scold me. He said, "It doesn't matter, but I didn't do well in the exam this time. Continue to cheer next time, mom will always support you! " "Although my mother said so, I still felt my mother's faint disappointment. So, I made up my mind that I must work hard in the future and never let my mother down. Finally, I have made great progress now, and my parents are proud of me again.
Rain is beautiful, beautiful like an elf, reminding people of the past, but I still love it.
3. The scene describes 400 words in the morning after the rain: "Flowers bloom quietly at night, but they are thanked during the day."
The wet soil in the rain is quietly infiltrating the dream of flowers. Where there is water and soil, there are flowers, and there are villages.
In the dark soil, some life did not go out of the night, did not go to the mature autumn of life, did not go to the dawn, they gave light to the fresh life, and gave the fresh life golden fields and sweet fruits. They are black in the dark soil, melted by dust, melted by fertilizer from other seeds, and become a sign language of fate, a memory of the past, and an old friend who misses.
Every time I see the fingers sticking out of the soil in spring, I hear the baby crying; I will think of them, and I will tell my blessings and exhortations to life over and over again.
In the morning after the rain, my body trembled like grass and my heart was as excited as a bug.
4. Two compositions: the scenery at dusk after the rain and the scenery in the early morning after the rain; 300 to 400 words after the rain, the evening scenery: the phoenix tree is drizzling, dusk, dribs and drabs. This time, the word "sorrow" comes first, and the joys and sorrows of life are fleeting. I passed by Li Qingzhao and finally let the word "sorrow" lock my heart.
52 points! The past is unbearable, and the test paper is shocking. I fell into the lowest valley of my life. The first time I failed, I was disappointed and lost. Listening to the sporadic rain outside the window-so quiet!
..... However, waterfalls can only be spectacular if they don't avoid the gap of fate, and life can only be enlightened if they don't avoid the repetition of setbacks. I have lived the truest life in the days that I have inadvertently passed, and I must not be disappointed? The world is fair to everyone. The most important thing is to learn to face and bear. If disappointed, don't write sadness in bright eyes; If you are helpless, don't hang the pain on the brow of thinking. I laugh at myself and dissect myself.
It's no use complaining about love. I expect my experience to wait like dusk after rain, and my eyes will pay attention to it.
The wind urges me forward, and I should say thank you; Rain challenges me, so I have to learn to be calm.
Morning after rain
It rained all night last night, and this morning, the air is particularly fresh. I took my dog downstairs for a walk in the garden. Trees that have been baptized by rain are greener, and grass that has drunk enough water is greener. I stopped, bent down and stroked the grass gently. Suddenly, I feel wet, moist and cool. Sister Tao's long hair is covered with pearl-like water drops, which is very beautiful. At this time, the naughty puppy bumped into the peach branch, and the small water drops jumped down hurriedly and gave the puppy a naughty cold bath, which made the puppy flustered. Seeing the cute appearance of the puppy, I couldn't help laughing.
I like fresh air, and I like the morning after rain!
20 1 1 Tuesday, July 5th It was sunny yesterday, and it rained all day. In the morning, my mother asked me to buy breakfast. When I was walking on the road, I saw that the young trees became greener after the rain, and strings of shiny water droplets hung on their leaves. The flowers on both sides of the road also opened their mouths and smiled sweeter. I saw a small snail crawling slowly with its heavy shell on its back. The building was washed away by yesterday's rain and became much cleaner. I looked at the distant castle peak, which was wet by yesterday's rain and became greener.
I took a deep breath. The air is really fresh after the rain! How refreshing! I also smelled the faint fragrance from the soil after the rain. .
Morning after rain
I just left home in the morning. Ah! The air is so fresh! Bang! Raindrops kept falling on the leaves last night. Its life will end in the morning.
A group of sparrows pecked twice in the east and twice in the west on the lawn of the square. They seem to be looking for food. I walked to them, but they didn't fly away and kept looking for their food.
The water on the ground reflects the morning sun, which is very beautiful. I brushed my pants, jumped into the puddle and walked to school.
At school, the scenery is still so beautiful. I put my schoolbag in the classroom and ran out to enjoy this beautiful morning-birds were chirping on the branches, rain beads slipped from one leaf to another, and then fell to the ground, blooming like fireworks.
The air in the morning after the rain is so fresh: take a sip, it is cool and slightly sweet, with the freshness of grass.
The morning after the rain is so interesting and full of energy. . I like the morning after rain!
Morning after rain
I woke up from my sleep and looked out. Wow! Why is there so much water on the road? Mother said, "Of course, there was a heavy rain last night, and the road almost turned into a river." "The rain has stopped. I'm going downstairs for a walk." I said to my mother.
After the rain, the air is particularly fresh and the trees are lush; Flowers become more brilliant; The grass has become greener; The blue sky has become bluer. The white clouds have become whiter. I walked to the pond and saw the graceful lotus with raindrops, which was even more charming. Lotus flowers come in different shapes: some just spread two or three petals; Some petals are all spread out, revealing small bright yellow lotus flowers, and some flowers and bones look as if they are about to burst. Layers of lotus leaves are like big disks, as if protecting lotus flowers!
What a beautiful morning after the rain!
5. Who told me about a good rain in the early morning after the rain, dripping in my dream, either urgent or slow, sometimes like fog, sometimes like beans, scratching in front of the window, and a watery music accompanied me all night.
Early in the morning, the rain stopped. Water drops are still dripping on the eaves, and raindrops are still hanging on the leaves, glittering and translucent. As soon as the breeze passed, the pearl rain dispersed. The leaves are dazzling. A small puddle on the ground is still remembering the sudden wind and rain last night and enjoying the silence and gentleness at this moment. The figs in the yard stretch their branches and leaves, which makes them more natural and unrestrained. That pot of water bamboo is more and more energetic, and the green leaves are swaying and elegant.
Rain is the sultry thing. The morning after the rain is still a little lazy, thinking quietly. On such an early morning and after such a rain, lean on the bed rail, send greetings to people far away, and read a person's mood; Send a little poem, full of beautiful lingering. Through the rainy space, my thoughts fly.
6. Pupils look at the pictures and write "The sun after the rain in grade two". It rained cats and dogs all day, and now it has finally stopped. The sun, which had been imprisoned for a day, began to be liberated. It seems to remember its responsibility, break through the clouds, radiate dazzling light, and paint the earth with a layer of golden light.
The sun doesn't seem big after the rain. The sky is as bright as rain. Colorful umbrellas on the road disappeared like the ebb sea. People are busy again, greedily breathing the fresh and humid air after the rain. They are also covered with a layer of golden light, and the whole earth is bathed in sunshine. The sun is getting brighter and brighter, and there are fewer and fewer water drops on the ground and leaves. The drops of water dripping from the eaves were illuminated by sunlight and turned into colorful pearls. The weather has cleared up, and there are no clouds in Wan Li and Wan Li. The river is rippling and sparkling; Birds are chirping merrily in the branches, as if praising the sun after the rain.
How beautiful and intoxicating the sun is after the rain. It is like the blood of martyrs, inspiring people to forge ahead and giving them the strength to forge ahead. It is so beautiful that it makes the world more beautiful after the rain.
Ah! Sunshine after rain, I praise you.
7. Morning composition in the rain "Tick-tock, tick-tock," this morning began with the sound of tiny raindrops.
The students hurried to the campus. Although I have been wet by the rain, I am very happy. Look, they are all watching an incomparable drama at the window! A thin classmate reached out of the window and felt the fun brought by the rain.
Another classmate simply ran around in the rain, and the rain hit him again, just like a doll, sliding down his face in one breath. The classmate, watching the "doll" slide down, grinned.
On the way, the adults hurried to work. Some of them wear raincoats and ride motorcycles, driving to the "pool" formed by raindrops and splashing on the ground to form a natural "fountain".
Some people are driving in the rain. Others are riding bicycles and wearing colorful raincoats. From a distance, I almost thought it was not a person, but a beautiful rainbow.
Old people sit quietly at home, listening to the music of the rain, and sometimes go to see if the rain has stopped. It's a beautiful rainy morning.
8. Prose, in the morning after the rain in June, the sun smiled in the sky.
Touch the wet earth
A tree stood in front of my eyes.
Hanging with crystal tears.
Shining with dazzling silver light
The eagle is soaring in the sky.
Overlooking the field
White clouds hang in the blue sky.
Blowing in the wind
I was walking on the road in the morning light.
The morning after the rain is sunny.
The tree is decorated with the wings of a jade eagle and plated with silver.
The sky is still in the water and the white clouds have been washed white.
In the morning after the rain, lightning struck Yu Yu.
Grandma's front teeth are biting bright red peaches.
Sister-in-law took the food to the street.
The meal is full of food and drink.
Like a pregnant belly
Drag the ear of rice
Facing the soil
Frogs are hunting in the forest.
My shadow is shining in the sun.
Fly over the field and through the banana forest
Scare egrets
He has the manner of a knight.
Handsome as Prince Charming in fairy tales.
Sleepy in the morning, I opened the window, trying to let the cold wind in the morning wake up my wandering thoughts. Suddenly I found that the air outside was very humid, and it rained last night.
In the morning after the rain, the air is full of vigor and the unique vitality of young people. Open the window and take a deep breath, there is a fresh and cool feeling, which is nourished from the mouth to the lungs. The morning after the rain brings the message of spring, and the leaves are getting greener because of the rain. Spring has really come, perhaps because of different moods. I just feel that this arrival is not as gentle as before.
It is really because of different moods that people feel different about the freshness after rain. People who are in a happy mood are happier after looking forward to the morning after the rain, but those who are unhappy for various reasons realize that the morning after the rain brings more sadness than freshness. The humid air seems to be telling melancholy. When they can't solve their inner sighs, they have to let the rain flow, so that the rain in this spring can wash away their sadness and unhappiness in life.
The rain that fell on the ground, I don't know whether it erased the sadness in the night sky. However, it spread this sad mood. With the sigh of the sky falling, I can't help sighing. The emotions in the world are so torturous that how many emotional entanglements from ancient times to the present end in comedy. If three generations can really love each other unswervingly, how can there be so many joys and sorrows!
The freshness brought by the early morning after the rain should have been joy and happiness. Listening to the birds singing outside the window, I express my greetings in spring. But in this fresh air, I feel a little sad. In this morning, my heart is full of inexplicable sighs, sighing the faint loss in the fresh air, sighing the helplessness left after washing away the dust!
The morning after the rain brought me instant joy, and made my long-lost heart feel the warmth of being moistened. Although the tears are still hot, the wiped tears are already cold, and the tearful sky dilutes the worn deposits, but it can't wash away the deep imprint branded in the heart.
9. Morning composition in the rain 500 words I remember such a rainy morning. I understood the language of rain for the first time and heard its feelings.
This is an affectionate season-autumn. It has been raining, and it is faintly floating in the wind. It began to rain last night. Why does it rain when I hate it? It suddenly occurred to me that the poet Lu You once "listened to the spring rain in a small building all night". Why don't I "listen to the autumn rain by the pool early in the morning"?
Early in the morning, I got up early, the continuous light rain was still falling, and the air had been purified to be clear and transparent. I thought it was a good time to listen to the rain, so I went out excitedly.
After crossing the path between bamboo forests, I saw the big pool. There used to be some water chestnuts in the pond, but unfortunately it was not in March and there was no frosty scenery. Not far away, only a few golden leaves are floating, and raindrops are hitting the body wantonly. Suddenly, I thought of the scene where the rain hit the banana and heard the sound of the rain hitting the banana. "Scratching" hit the fat and wide leaves of the banana, and the crystal raindrops gathered on it, and then flowed down the veins of the banana, bending the banana. When the rain fell naughtily to the ground, it straightened again. "Who is involved in planting plantains? It rains early and it rains late. It's that you're too bored, stressing bananas and blaming bananas! " A wave of leisure worries emerged from my heart.
On the pool, hazy, there is a layer of mist. If there is nothing, it is ethereal, like a woman's veil skirt. As the wind rises, I seem to see a white calf standing in the water. Fine rain drops on the water surface, and countless ripples suddenly appear on the originally calm water surface. Accompanied by the gentle sound of rain, isn't it Wu Wenying's phrase "People across the river are in the rain, and the leaves in the evening breeze bring autumn resentment"? I believe there must be a woman in white standing on the other shore, eagerly waiting for her missing lover. "How infatuated? The setting sun shines in the mountains, and the autumn rain falls in the mountains. " This is what the rain is trying to express at this time.
After listening to Chiyu's words, I was already disappointed. It rained harder and harder, and I went back to my house. Sitting in a chair by the window, I heard the sound of dripping water from the tile eaves, like a girl sobbing in a lilac knot. Daiyu, I think I already know what "autumn window is full of autumn, why can't autumn rain help desolation?"
10. About writing a short article about the morning and evening after the rain, the text about the night scene after the rain is about 100 words: the phoenix tree is raining, at dusk, dribs and drabs. This time, how did you win the word "sorrow" and the joys and sorrows of life were fleeting? I passed by Li Qingzhao and finally let the word "sorrow" lock my heart. The past is unbearable and the test paper is shocking. I fell into the lowest valley of my life. The first time I failed, I was disappointed and lost. Listening to the sporadic rain outside the window-so quiet! ..... However, waterfalls can only be spectacular if they don't avoid the gap of fate, and life can only be enlightened if they don't avoid the repetition of setbacks. I have inadvertently lived the truest self, so I must not be disappointed, right? The world is fair to everyone. The most important thing is to learn to face and bear. If you are disappointed, don't write your sadness in your bright eyes. If you are helpless, don't hang the pain on the brow of thinking. I laugh at myself and dissect myself. It's no use complaining about love. I expect my experience to wait like dusk after rain, and my eyes will pay attention to it. The wind pushed me forward, so I should say thank you. Rain challenges me, and I want to learn to be calm. It rained all night in the morning after the rain. This morning, the air was particularly fresh. I took my dog for a walk in the garden downstairs. Trees that have been baptized by rain look greener, and grass that has drunk enough water looks greener. I stopped, bent down and stroked the grass gently. Suddenly, I feel wet, moist and cool. Peach sister's is very beautiful. Just then, the naughty dog bumped into the peach branch, and the little water drop jumped down hurriedly, giving the dog a naughty cold bath, which made the dog a mess. I couldn't help laughing when I looked at the cute puppy. I like fresh air, and I like the morning after rain! Tuesday, July 5, 2065 It was sunny yesterday. It's raining all day. In the morning, my mother asked me to buy breakfast. When I was walking on the road, I saw that the young trees became greener after the rain, and strings of shiny water droplets hung on their leaves. The flowers on both sides of the road also opened their mouths and smiled sweeter. I saw a small snail crawling slowly with its heavy shell on its back.