Excellent composition on rainy days 1 Many things are like being locked tightly by chains.
It was an afternoon, and I went to school alone. Although many memories have been "lost" into my memory "abyss" in the long river of memory, there are also some people walking. I have a small umbrella with me. It was raining heavily at that time, and the rain attacked my poor little umbrella like a fierce beast. Walking, I met a short boy who was also rushing to school.
It's raining so hard that he didn't even bring an umbrella! When he saw me, he immediately ran over and said timidly to me, "Brother, will you take me to open an umbrella?" It suddenly occurred to me that teachers often say that we should respect the old and love the young, and be a qualified pupil. I thought for a moment and said, "Come in." The little boy jumped into my umbrella.
Although I said to put him under my umbrella, a hundred people disagreed. My umbrella is small, plus him. Alas! Because of this, I deliberately tilted my umbrella to the side. A small part of the little boy's body is wet and he is walking. Suddenly, I tripped over the stone under my feet and almost fell, but there was some mud on my trouser legs. As soon as the little boy saw it, he quickly took out a piece of toilet paper from his schoolbag and wiped it for me. I really wanted to thank him, but I said unwillingly, "Don't you have an umbrella at home?" "I have an umbrella, but I saw my neighbor's big brother didn't bring it, so I lent it to him." My face suddenly turned red, like a "ripe apple", and I suddenly felt that he was much taller than me. I sent him to school.
Although it has been a long time, it is still "unforgettable" to think of it!
In the morning, I woke up from the falling rain and had a big stretch. Really comfortable!
There is a beautiful white skirt beside the bed. I know my mother prepared it for me. I put on my skirt and went to the balcony. Hey, why is there a big purple umbrella in the yard below? I was curious, so I ran downstairs. I saw my mother sitting on a small stool in the middle of the yard with an umbrella. Mother told me that she was a big mushroom in the rain. I think it is really interesting. I found two beautiful princesses on my umbrella, Snow White and Princess Bell. With them, I became a mushroom in the rain.
Tick-tock, small raindrops hit mushrooms, what a beautiful tune! I couldn't help dancing, and the puppy candy came out to follow me. Ouch! I accidentally tripped over the candy and my skirt was dirty. My tears turned and turned, but Tangtang put its little paws on my white skirt again, trying to help me up. I cried with a wow, and Tangtang quickly hid in the house. Mother Mushroom lifted me up from the ground and smiled and said to me, "Look, Tang Tang is really a talented little painter. It drew two ink plums on your skirt. How beautiful. " I looked down and looked like a plum blossom. I smiled and had tears on my face.
What an interesting morning!
Rainy day excellent composition 3 Autumn rain is falling, the rain hits the trees, and the leaves fall one after another.
Grandpa and I came out of Qinling with the same umbrella and were going to take the No.6 bus back to the hotel. When we arrived at the bus stop, there was no one there. I sat down, took out my mobile phone and started playing.
After a long time, I looked up. Hey, long time no see. Why hasn't a bus passed here yet? I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, why haven't you had a car for so long?" Grandpa is at a loss and doesn't know what to do. I lowered my head and continued to play.
After a long time, I looked up and saw several cars passing by. Why not here? At this moment, a car drove up, opened the window and asked, "Master, what are you doing here?" Grandpa replied, "We are waiting for the bus here. Why is there no car? " The driver smiled, opened the door, came out and said to us, "Sorry, I work in a bus company. There is no car here. I just changed the road recently. There is no publicity. Otherwise, I will take you home as an apology to the bus company. " Grandpa nodded and pulled me into the car. The driver took us back to the hotel.
When I got off, I saw the driver's sign. I see. He is a taxi driver, just helping us for free.
It's still raining, but I feel a spring-like warm current coming to my heart.
In the morning, my mother and I went to the eye hospital for re-examination. Because I still wear orthokeratology glasses in my eyes, I have been sitting on my mother's tram, holding my head slightly and afraid to open my eyes.
"Tick-tock" suddenly something dripped on my forehead, which was cool and a little icy, and I felt quite comfortable. "What is it?" I was curious, and gradually, my voice changed from "di di" to "di di di"! It's raining, I'm very happy! Because it hasn't rained for a long time, I haven't seen the rain scene for a long time. Can I open my eyes? I struggled ideologically, and finally my sensibility prevailed over my reason. I finally couldn't help opening my eyes.
I saw the glittering and translucent raindrops falling, just like the beautiful goddess scattering pearls nine days away, and like the precious glass lamp of the jade emperor falling into the world. I fantasized beautifully!
Approaching the park, I took a closer look. There are small round water drops hanging on the leaves, just like round agate embedded in the leaves. The rugged road looks like a small mirror. I jumped in on purpose and there was a pool of water on my feet. Mom said at the back: "Ah, the shoes are all wet, stop it!" " "What about me? Then he giggled and said, "I jump and jump." Come and get me! Come on, come on, ha ha ha ... "
What a beautiful scenery! I sat on the tram, dreaming.
Sure enough, everything is so beautiful when it rains!
On July 24th, there was a heavy rain.
At first, the sky gradually darkened, and the dark clouds all over the sky were dark. Suddenly a flash of lightning in the sky seemed to split the sky in half. Then, there was a loud bang. Then, it began to rain the size of soybeans. The rain crackled, and there was a flash of lightning in the sky from time to time, accompanied by bursts of thunder. It's raining harder and harder, and it's foggy outside the window, so the scenery outside the window is a little unclear. I wiped the window and continued to observe. The big tree outside the window was shaken by the strong wind, the leaves were knocked off by the rain one by one, and the whole tree seemed to fall down.
After a while, the rain eased a little, but it didn't seem to stop. Occasionally one or two sparrows are rushing home. A spider was washed down from the water pipe by the rain and ran away in a hurry. On the road, people walked slowly with colorful umbrellas. Some people without umbrellas trotted all the way and hurried home. Cyclists, some riding with umbrellas and some wearing raincoats, took advantage of the light rain at the moment and hurriedly pedaled a few times and brushed past my eyes. Suddenly a gust of wind blew away the rain. After the wind blew, it rained heavily again, and the raindrops jumped more happily. Every drop of rain splashed on the ground.
After a long time, the rain finally stopped gradually and the sky was orange. It's raining heavily today!
In the misty sky, the fog comes quietly, and the already dim achievements are even dimmer, which makes people feel a little uneasy. The wet and cold climate urges people to speed up their steps, but the uncooperative sky is still flowing, and a drop of water falls on my hand. It is raining.
Rain is my friend. When we are dodging and trying to avoid the invasion of the rain god, I just calmly accept the warm greetings from the rain. No water of any temperature falls on my face and hands, close my eyes and enjoy the baptism of rain. The gray-blue sky provides the best background for rain, and there is even a faint fragrance in the air! Rain has always been my only expression in the sky.
I will fall in love with rain, which is not without reason. In the second grade of primary school, the school bus driver of a training class once held it and didn't have time to pick us up. A group of children are waiting at the school gate, including my good friend Xiao Jia. Just then, it began to rain willfully in the sky, and the biting smell of rain soon spread all over the body. At this time, Xiao Jia suddenly proposed: "Let's have our own. Many impatient boys agreed at once, and I even agreed. In this way, a group of us set foot on the return journey. I didn't expect such behavior to attract a scolding from the teacher, because the teacher thought we were missing, but the warm time when we rushed back to the training class was my happiest memory. Therefore, whenever it rains, I will think of our embarrassing events at that time. ......
Rain, gradually stopped, the sun quietly leaned out to bring warmth to the earth, and finally the coolness that entered the fingertips disappeared without a trace, rain, see you next time!
Many people think rainy days are disappointing and annoying, but I think rainy days are beautiful and warm.
When it rains, it will do magic.
Raindrops fall into the soil, and bamboo shoots stick out from the ground; Raindrops fell on the big tree, and the big tree pulled out its buds; Raindrops fell on the flowers, and the flowers bloomed more beautifully ... It rained naively, which showed us a beautiful picture.
Rainy days, full of artistic sense.
Small raindrops on the stone, "tick-tock"; Light rain fell on the small tree, and the children shook the small tree with a bang; Small raindrops drummed on the bucket ... it was raining innocently, so we listened to a wonderful concert.
When it rains, love is everywhere.
I remember it was a Friday night. Grandma and I took a bus to ouhai district Youth Activity Center to learn Taekwondo. While waiting for the bus at the bus stop, I saw such a scene: an old woman was crossing the road, thinking that the young uncle was obviously in the opposite direction to the old woman, but he was still willing to help the old woman to the opposite side first, wait for the next green light and go in the direction he wanted to go. Seeing this scene, I remembered the aunt who pushed open the heavy door for grandma in the article "Take care of your heart". Like this uncle, she will put herself in others' shoes. Thought of here, my eyes can not help but wet, and my heart is warm for a long time. It rains on a sunny day, which makes us discover the ubiquitous love in life.
It's sunny when it rains! Not only the scenery is beautiful, but also the truth on earth is more beautiful than this.
When the index on the thermometer whizzed up, mosquitoes quietly attacked and watermelons rolled in, I realized the arrival of Xia Gongzi.
The weather is sultry. The air is like a steamer, and the sweat on my face falls one by one and across my cheeks. The old fan in the classroom is rickety, but a little wind still can't blow away our sweat. Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, my heart seems to be weak, and I feel that the light is so dazzling-I really feel like a wisp of smoke, about to disappear in this moxibustion-hot stove.
Sunlight splashes like Mars. It makes me feel naked in front of it. I hate this intense stare. But it is like a shadow, no matter where I go, I can't escape from its palm. It peeks into your heart indefinitely, as if to glance at your heart, so that you can't escape.
Manic heat for a few days, it turned out that the wind and rain were ready to go.
Rain falls like white fog and light smoke, and it surrounds all around. A muffled thunder "coax" woke me up, and a lightning "brake" cut me, and the long-suppressed heart brake suddenly opened, just like Pangu chaos opened heaven and earth.
Gently put your face out of the window, and a few drops of elves sneaked into your collar along your hair, cold to your heart ... It lingered with the rain outside the window, and a gust of wind blew, splashed on my face with rain, and a drop of rain beads fell straight down your face and cheeks. ...
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, from the original raindrops to raindrops, which "tick" on the ground, splashing round after round of ripples, constantly regenerating layer after layer, washing away the dust and leaving Ming Che. Outside the window at this time, the white fog of the world was dimly caged and could not be caught, allowing it to rise freely.
I close my eyes and let the coolness rise from my heart to my face, and then into the air. ...
One rainy day, the second class finally began to rain. It's raining in Mao Mao, mixed with sporadic light snow. Suddenly, the scenery outside the window became thick, as if the wind was blowing on the adjacent window and it rang. Physical education class also changed to indoor, and the teacher sat in front of the podium and occasionally scolded a word or two.
As a result, the classroom fell silent, only occasionally some small voices, but also eventually disappeared. I bend my head to do my homework-it seems that before junior high school, such self-study classes often make a scene. Because the self-study classes in primary schools are used by the class teacher in the end. At that time, I would envy how happy it would be to have so many self-study classes in junior high school. However, in the first week of junior high school, I knew that it was just the same scenery and the same silence. I have always been a happy-go-lucky person. If I make noise, I will say something casually. If I am quiet, I will only dissolve in these calmness.
Y in the back seat has been humming, and I often think she is a lovely girl, because there is a kind of freedom and joy in that truth. She often hums a song by Song Like. Although it is small, it is a wonderful beauty. I followed her into a happy situation, looking for the source of all smiles in silence. It suddenly occurred to me that even on such a cloudy day, I am no longer a sad person. The soul always snuggles in these quietness and has a home. The rain outside the window can be seen clearly, and the scenery is not blurred, but the color is deepened. There is a row of trees in front of the window. They seem to be smiling and spreading their branches. I never remember it when it was prosperous, just as I often forget its bare appearance.
I believe and like such rainy days.
Because the rain often makes me see the real wonderful.
In the morning, it began to rain lightly-pattering, pattering. ...
I moved a stool, sat by the window, pushed open the window, and listened quietly to the drizzle and the whispering of the earth.
Listen, I'm drunk!
Rain, your soft body fell from heaven to earth and shattered. Have you ever regretted it?
Well, rain, you have a quiet, chic and serene, but in your crystal heart, you are more selfless and dedicated. The rain is coming, accompanied by music. Every stone on the ground, every clump of green grass, every leaf on the tree and every tile on the roof are with you, and you, the little drops of water, are countless dexterous and soft fingers, playing one elegant and beautiful ditty after another, and every note is full of fantastic colors.
Rain, you are a masterpiece of nature! Listen, the sound of "pattering" and "rushing" is a close conversation between you and nature, how beautiful and wonderful it is. Suppose there is no you, how much less interesting our world will be! Without you, wouldn't drought be more rampant? However, when it rains, you sometimes let the flood burst its banks and flood it, bringing great disasters and losses to the people, animals and plants you cared for carefully before. Are you angry because you can't stand the loneliness in heaven? Are you really sad? I don't know. In a word, flaws don't hide Yu. Rain, your pure and selfless spirit and your natural and unrestrained, calm and serene personality deeply touched me.
Rain, I like you!
Rain, you make me intoxicated!
When it rains, everything in the world will come alive!
1 1 Autumn is coming, and autumn rain is increasing. It will last two or three days. You see, the raindrops in the sky are woven like needles, and the tall buildings in the distance are like a thin layer of smoke.
I like rainy days because I look forward to the beautiful rainbow after the rain. At that time, I will find a ladder, climb to the top of the rainbow bridge and pick a beautiful colorful necklace.
I like rainy days, because the green leaves in the rain are dazzling and the bonuses in the rain are like fire, which makes me never tire of watching them.
I like rainy days, because at this time, snails and earthworms are out of the house, crawling on the wet road, sticking their heads out to explore the world in the rain, and I can also observe the lives of these little lovely people carefully.
I like rainy days, because the rustling rain is very gentle. It accompanies me to sleep like my mother's song and sends me into a sweet dream.
I like rainy days, because the air in the rain is so fresh and sweet that I want to swallow it in one gulp.
I like rainy days, because I can wear beautiful rain boots and raincoats bought by my mother, walk in the rain under a beautiful small umbrella, and step on puddles several times when my mother is not looking.
I like rainy days, because there is the word "rain" in my name, which was given to me by my mother. She also likes rainy days.
Excellent composition in rainy days 12 I was in the second grade of primary school at that time. One day after school, all of a sudden there were dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. I stood at the school gate waiting for my father to pick me up. However, after waiting for a long time, all the students left, leaving me alone, tears swirling in my eyes.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the rain. He came to school with an umbrella in his right hand and a raincoat in his left. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be dad. His shoes are full of water, and he squeaks when he walks. I couldn't help shouting "Dad ..." He walked quickly to my side, took my schoolbag, tied it tightly with a plastic bag, and said apologetically, "The motorcycle broke down on the road just now, so I couldn't start it. I pushed it to the repair department for repair. Are you anxious? Come, dad carries you! " Say that finish, he squatted down and picked me up, with heavy steps, step by step.
When I got home, my father put me down from my back. I looked at him, soaked to the skin, but I was not wet at all. I don't know how to say it, but I cried guiltily: "Dad!" " "He touched my head and said to me," Dude, why are you crying! ""I said to my father gently, "Dad, please put on a dry dress quickly, and don't catch cold." At this moment, he held me in his arms. ...
Rainy day 13 It's raining! Little raindrops are kicking, ticking ... Is the cloud sad? Is the cloud crying? Or she can't find her mother and can only cry! It is raining! Xiaoyu loves music, beating gongs and drums on the eaves, ticking! Tick tock ... keep playing. Listen carefully, everyone! It is raining! Raindrop is eccentric, uncertain, stiff, dancing happily in the sky, sitting on the slide and falling from the sky … Raindrop! You ah! How naughty! It is raining! Raindrop is a naughty boy who loves to travel. He can go wherever he wants, suddenly in the sky and suddenly in the sea, as if playing hide and seek!
Tick tock! Tick tock ... it's already raining! Why does it rain at this time? Little raindrops! You washed the tree thoroughly. Why don't you laugh? Why are you crying? Hard-working ants are angry because they can't go out to work, because they don't want to rest. Flowers are laughing and dancing, and green leaves are ecstatic! The competing sprays are also one after another, and they are laughing!
On rainy days, there is no sun, and the house seems to be covered with a white curtain. Rain is troublesome. It makes me angry, annoying and irritable. I am so angry! You can only hide at home and fish in troubled waters, or read books irregularly. But sometimes, the little raindrops have a kind of song, as if singing a sweet piano sound and playing a wonderful guitar, which makes me dance with joy!
Today I am a small observer, and I am going to observe the weather. I watched it outdoors. After a while, the sky was overcast. Is it that the dark clouds are changing their faces? Is there a giant going to heaven, scaring the face of the cloud? Did Mr. Lei Gong order the gathering of dark clouds?
Wow! It's raining, the sound of small raindrops ticking. I saw the North Wind boy playing games happily in the rain. Frogs and small fish are having a song meeting in the pond. Ducks use the pond as a swimming pool, and then compete with the grouper to see who is the first swimmer. Rainy days are really fun, playing on the wooden table and making a sound like a wooden fish. Knock! Raindrops hit the iron box and made a triangular noise. Raindrop is really a musician.
I remember once, on my way back to the hotel by bike, it suddenly rained heavily, and my speed was getting faster and faster. We rushed into a big tree to take shelter from the rain and have a rest. It has been raining, it has been raining. My mother said, "No way! I can only answer when my clothes are wet. " We walked on, and the hotel where we stayed was in front of us. As a result, my brother's bicycle tire ran over the mud and fell down! After I comforted him, we quickly returned to the hotel and took a warm hot bath. It is raining! At that time, you shouldn't have appeared at that moment. It is really disappointing! It seems that you have both advantages and disadvantages!
Every time after the rain, the sun comes out and the weather gets warmer. The disease of water shortage on the earth was cured by the little angel in the sky, and those small animals who were afraid of rain also came out! Colorful rainbows also appeared in the sky, which was the smiling face of the sky. Rainbow is a special gift given by raindrops to children, and it is also like a surprise package, which surprises people.
I like rainy days, although it will bring trouble, but it will also bring good luck!
At about two o'clock in the afternoon, it was gray, and I smelled a little damp in the air.
Dad took me to the interest class by electric car. When it was going to rain, he made full preparations. Dad took the poncho. When we walked out of the gate of the community, the air was particularly fresh, the grass nodded to us, and the flowers greeted us as if to say, "Good afternoon!" " Dad got on the electric car and started today's journey.
I was ready to see the beautiful scenery along the way, but the weather in June changed like a child's face, and soon it rained cats and dogs, and the whole world was shrouded in rain and fog. My father and I hurried to the waiting shed of the roadside bus station, quickly put on our raincoats and rode on the electric car again. On the way, I heard the beep of rain, as if thousands of horses were roaring. The wind was so strong that my father and I were blown into raincoats. Although we put on raincoats, my father and I were soaked to the skin.
I looked down at the ground, and the water on the ground was smashed into a small splash like a mushroom. The ground gradually turned into a small river, flowing from high to low. ...
Looking up, the street was sparsely populated, only a few people hurried on, but only one person walked leisurely in the rain curtain wearing a poncho. Take a closer look, it is a cleaner's grandfather cleaning in the rain. I was deeply moved by the cleaner. They are not afraid of cold and heat. Even in rainy days, they have to clean the city. This spirit of cleaning the city by our own efforts is so precious. Although I walked far, I couldn't help but look at him with respect!
We finally came to the interest class, and it was raining heavily. I hope my father can hide from the rain for a while. But dad still went back in the rain! Because he has to go to work at three o'clock, I am full of worries about my father.
The rain outside the window is still pouring down ...