The first spring rain 1
When I went to school in the morning, I found that the sky was overcast and not as sunny as usual. I thought:
< p> "Well, today seems to be bad weather, the first spring rain composition."When we arrived at school, it started to drizzle, which wet everything in the school, including ourselves. During the second class, I suddenly discovered, Huh? Is it sunny? ! My mood also became clearer. However, not long after, it slowly became dark again. It was getting darker and darker, and the lights in the classroom came on. I turned my head and looked out the window, ah, what's going on? The weather at noon was like night, and it was already dark outside. My heart suddenly sank.
After more than ten minutes, the sky began to light up, and then it started to rain heavily. The sound of rain outside the window was like beautiful music.
School is over, and my mother is waiting for me at the door. She brought me a beautiful raincoat. I happily put on the raincoat and walked out of school with my mother. The rain fell harder, and the big raindrops fell heavily on the ground, splashing silver water and forming streams. They played the music of spring together. Composition "First" for the second grade of elementary school "Spring Rain Composition". The small trees on the roadside swayed in the wind, enjoying the moisture of the spring rain. I excitedly ran in the stream formed by the rain, like a happy bird flying in the rain. The children held colorful umbrellas, like gorgeous flowers blooming in the rain.
How wonderful, the spring rain brings the news of spring and moisturizes the dry earth. I think of the old proverb:
"Spring rain is as precious as oil." First Spring Rain 2
I like the white snow in winter, the fiery red in summer, and the golden color in autumn, but I prefer the green green in spring and the first rain in spring.
In the morning, my mother woke me up, and I opened my sleepy eyes impatiently. Before my mother left my room, I lay down and fell asleep without caring... When he woke me up again, he made me blush. I hurriedly put on my clothes, ate a random meal, and walked out of the house. I walked alone on the empty street and felt the gentleness, delicacy and haziness of the spring rain. It can be said that I "sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently"! The spring rain silently irrigates the land and seedlings in the evening, and the results of its efforts can be seen every morning. Drops of rainwater are spread on the earth like bead curtains.
At noon, when I saw the clean green trees washed by light rain sprouting buds, I felt an uncontrollable excitement in my heart. I don’t know why I always wanted to rush up and remove the buds. I had to pull it out, but I knew that pulling it out would cause it to wither, so I couldn’t go against the laws of nature! I almost trampled the newly grown grass. Today, I saw more of the beauty of life, and I seemed to have never observed it so carefully before. The leaves of the flower are shining with dewdrops, how beautiful the spring rain is!
In the evening, I sat on the bed and looked at the drizzle outside the window. I recalled a series of things that happened today. How I wished I could become a grass nourished by the spring rain. Grow up!
Chun Yu——so gentle, so kind, so kind! The first spring rain 3
It is like love and a dream, the clothes are not wet, the face is not cold, and "moistens everything silently".
Xia Yu is a little less quiet and gentle than Chun Yu, but it is so majestic and heavy;
He is a little more impatient and comes as he says. It's in a hurry, it goes in a hurry, and it can't stay for a moment.
The sky is now covered with dark clouds, and from time to time there are several roars of thunder in the distance;
Standing on a high place and looking into the distance, it seems that pounding rain has already started falling in the distance. Heavy rain. The current situation in this area is also on the verge of breaking out.
At first, the rain was as thin as cow hair, dense, so light, and the sound was so delicate. Then, the rain fell from the sky like pearls, each one crystal clear, as if someone was counting them on purpose, and the sound was so brisk.
Suddenly, a flash of light not far away flew as fast as a white horse passing through the gap, flying in the sky like the light of a sword. There was a "boom" and thunder followed one after another, like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking, it was deafening. The rain suddenly intensified, turning from pearls into thousands of arrows, into a curtain of water, and the sound was so compact.
The rain is getting thicker and tighter! The space between heaven and earth is hazy, like entering a mist.
Pedestrians on the road have lost their souls. It seems that the rain is not enough. There are lightning and thunder, heavy downpour, wind and rain, shocking the heaven and earth, weeping ghosts and gods, scaring the cicadas into silence, the flies escaping, and the mosquitoes hiding.
The sound of rain, wind and thunder are intertwined, like a heart-stirring piece of music, rising and falling one after another, replacing the noise of the city and bringing people in the city closer to the magical nature. The First Spring Rain 4
"Swiss, rustle,..." The spring rain started to fall. This soft and fresh melody and tender musical language blended into the earth like a gurgling clear spring.
In the spring rain, a fashionably dressed young man held an umbrella and strolled on the bustling street. As he walked, he came to a store. Seeing an old man looking for something at the door of the store, the young man walked over and asked: "Uncle, what are you looking for?" The old man responded: "I don't know what happened, but my umbrella is missing." The young man He hurriedly said: "Uncle, you will get sick if it rains so heavily! Otherwise, I will take you home!" The old man nodded. Just as he was about to leave, the old man saw that the umbrella in the young man's hand was exactly the same as the one he had thrown away! The old man thought he had stolen it, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. He said angrily: "Okay, you stole my umbrella, and you pretended to take me home. How can you be so safe?" The young man hurriedly explained: "You misunderstood, I... I just want to send you home!" The old man didn't believe him and insisted that he stole the umbrella. Just like that, more and more people were watching. Everyone blamed the young man.
At this time, a salesperson came over after hearing the sound and asked about the cause and effect. He walked to the old man and said kindly: "Uncle, you misunderstood him. You left your umbrella in the store. I will get it for you right now." After saying that, the salesperson took out the old man's umbrella from the store. The umbrella was given to the old man.
The umbrella returned to the owner's hand, the misunderstanding was resolved, the spring rain seemed to fall more cheerfully, rustling... the first spring rain 5
In the early morning, after a few faint spring thunders , it rained for the first time since spring. Threads of rain slowly dropped from the twilight sky.
What a wonderful spring rain. Even the mood is new. There is a refreshing and happy feeling in my heart. The trees are new, and their branches are full of new green buds;
The grass is new, and they are new and delicate;
The flowers are new, and they are in bud. My mood seemed to have been washed and polished by the rain, and a bright and cheerful feeling was growing. He is hazy and clear at the same time. It puts a misty gauze on all things, and washes all things clear and bright. The whole world is like a newborn baby, as if everything is starting over.
I walked into the rain and fog, and there was a moist and warm atmosphere, as if reporting the arrival of spring.
Big, bulging raindrops fell like pearls, as if I had a lot of wealth. This is my mood that cannot be described. An inexplicable joy flooded through my heart.
The rain is sometimes heavy and sometimes light. The world in front of me was sealed in rain as dense as a spider web.
The rain stopped and everything was fresh and bright. How beautiful the natural scenery has been washed! In the clear sky, there were only a few white clouds floating around... The first spring rain 6
The first spring rain of this year came as scheduled. We were still in the classroom, and the raindrops were beating on the windows. They all looked out the window.
The spring rain is pouring down, falling like threads on the earth. It's like a beautiful embroidery girl throwing down a handful of silver needles, sparkling. The rain is getting heavier, and a layer of white rain and mist splashes on the roofs and on the streets, like misty plain yarn. After class, we ran to the playground, raindrops gently hit our faces, and gusts of cold wind blew against our faces. I couldn't help but shiver, turned around and ran into the teaching building.
The rain in early spring is mixed with small broken ice, which is as bright as snow and as cold as graupel, but it does not belong to winter after all, but to spring. It looks like ice but lacks some of the indifference of ice. It looks like snow but will never smear the earth again. It carries the news of the end of winter and the first greetings of spring, permeating the earth and soaking all things, destroying decay and inspiring new life.
After school, we breathed the fresh air after the rain and walked home against the unique warm breeze of spring.
Passing by the park, the lawn after the spring rain "looks like grass from a distance, but there is no grass up close." There are some vigorous new greens growing quietly in the grass. It looks green from a distance, but there is no green at all up close. As long as you pull up a piece of grass with your hands, you will find that the roots of the grass are green. It will turn into a green patch of green before you know it.
The rain began to patter again, hitting my face, which was very pleasant, and it played the opening movement again. The First Spring Rain 7
I like the coldness of winter, the heat of summer, and the coolness of autumn, but I prefer the gentleness of spring and the continuous drizzle of spring.
When the spring rain came, I strolled onto the path, breathed in the fresh air, and came into contact with the breath of spring, which made me feel particularly comfortable.
The light rain, as thin as a needle tip, as light as cow hair, like smoke and mist, fell silently, constantly dripping on my face and body. The buds on the branches slightly poked out their cute little heads, looking at me quietly and smiling. Light rain falls on them playfully. Ha, what a beaded gauze dress! The wind doll is also so naughty, constantly blowing raindrops running around, falling on trees, falling on grass, and falling on my face.
I inadvertently raised my head and saw a piece of fresh green in the distance. That is the tree, that is the grass, that is the messenger of spring. I couldn't help but walk there quickly. Hey, where is Xiaocao? I'm confused, why are they missing? After taking a closer look, a smile appeared on my lips. The grass is so small that it looks light green from a distance, but when you get closer you can't see it clearly. I took a deep breath and couldn't help but feel intoxicated. How charming this strange scenery is! When I raised my head, I saw a circle of light on the edge of the clouds, which was the light of the sun. Oh, how strange and wonderful this view is!
The rain falls quietly. This spring rain drives away the remaining traces of cold winter, making spring more beautiful and making people love spring more. Look! The trees are sprouting green buds, the grass is sprouting from the ground, and even the buildings seem to have straightened their backs. Everything is really renewed!
In spring, when the first spring rain falls, we don’t need to worry about unpleasant things happening, because when the first spring rain comes, people’s hearts have already been cleansed. Isn't it? The first spring rain represents a new beginning.
There are all kinds of rain throughout the year. However, I only love the first affectionate drizzle in spring... The first spring rain 8
My feet on this road are soaked in the rain, and every memory here is gradually blurred. . Until one day I couldn't remember your face. Your face is fresh, your smile is fresh; there are us behind playing under the trees. Finally, one day, your back gradually disappears on this road, watching your back leave your tears. After the spring rain, the old trees on both sides of the road began to grow zebra crossings on new branches and leaves, like newly carved railings.
It was also washed away that night, and even the footprints we left were ruthlessly washed away. Suddenly, a stream of fresh air drifted from a distance to this fresh flower, which made me take a few breaths and spit out the heavy breath in my stomach. Exhale. Spring arrives overnight. It brings warmth to the earth. It brings new green clothes to the flowers, plants and trees, and brings us the taste of spring.
The water on the road along the river was blown away by the breeze, the long willow branches were floating in the wind, and my intoxicated face made me feel a little wet. The light rain in the breeze seems to be coming. Raindrops fall on the green grass, and the grass dotted with rain looks more golden and charming. Will the rain on the fir trees slowly fall? Is the rain too heavy for it? The water shadows on the beach on the ground print out the surrounding flowers, plants and trees, slanting raindrops, slight ripples, willow branches floating in the wind, I look at my face. It depicts all of this in water shadows. The wind stopped and the rain stopped. Only the fragrant air remains. I walked gently on the road of rain. The first spring rain comes to the earth, awakening everything and starting a new season. The first spring rain 9
Winter rain is cold and icy, but spring rain is lively and refreshing.
The world no longer sleeps, so that the spring rain continues. The weather today is sunny, and the grass is struggling to grow buds. Suddenly, the sky is dark and gray, and many clouds are shrouded together, as if the sky and the earth are opening up. There are more and more clouds in the sky, just like a big cover.
"Click! Click!, Boom! Boom!, Wow! Wow!", lightning and thunder rushed to the ground accompanied by rain, and the rain fell on the ground and splashed every small splash.
"Wow! Wow!——, Wow! Wow!——". The rain got heavier, and the lightning and thunder got louder without showing any sign of weakness. The violent storm made the grass lower their heads and the flowers bowed their waists.
The raindrops are as big as a crying baby in the sky. The raindrops are getting bigger and bigger, but the thunder and lightning are getting smaller and smaller. Has the thunder and lightning lost to the rain god? There are fewer and fewer people, and there are only a few vehicles. The rain gradually stopped, the clouds were split with a flash of lightning, the beautiful and red sun came out, and the sunlight shone on the land, the grass came out from the ground like a strong man; the flowers raised their heads; the ginkgo became greener ; Everyone came out of their homes to accept the new smell after the rain.
This is the beautiful spring rain that people praise! The first spring rain 10
The first spring rain of the year came as scheduled. We were still in the classroom, with raindrops tapping on the windows, and we all looked out the window in unison.
The spring rain is pouring down, falling like threads on the earth. It's like a beautiful embroidery girl throwing down a handful of silver needles, sparkling. The rain is getting heavier, and a layer of white rain and mist splashes on the roofs and on the streets, like misty plain yarn. After class, we ran to the playground, raindrops gently hit our faces, and gusts of cold wind blew against our faces. I couldn't help but shiver, turned around and ran into the teaching building.
The rain in early spring is mixed with small broken ice, which is as bright as snow and as cold as graupel, but it does not belong to winter after all, but to spring. It looks like ice but lacks some of the indifference of ice. It looks like snow but will never smear the earth again. It carries the news of the end of winter and the first greetings of spring, permeating the earth and soaking all things, destroying decay and inspiring new life.
After school, we breathed the fresh air after the rain and walked home against the unique warm breeze of spring.
Passing by the park, the lawn after the spring rain "looks like grass from a distance, but there is no grass up close." There are some vigorous new greens growing quietly in the grass. It looks green from a distance, but there is no green at all up close. As long as you pull up a piece of grass with your hands, you will find that the roots of the grass are green. It will turn into a green patch of green before you know it.
The rain began to patter again, hitting my face, which was very pleasant, and it played the opening movement again. The first spring rain 11
I like the rustling spring rain, the cold winter rain, and the cool autumn rain, but I prefer the heavy rain in summer.
When summer comes, the sun is like a fireball, burning the sun. I hide at home every day, enjoying the cool air conditioning, and I feel very comfortable. The heavy rain was as heavy as Mount Tai, and it was as numerous as ox hair, and it kept hitting the ground and roof. After a while, there was water everywhere on the ground. Heavy rain fell mischievously everywhere. "Flowers" are blooming everywhere, the earth has taken a pleasant bath, and it has become more energetic!
The summer rain is falling loudly. It drives away the footsteps of the spring breeze and drives away the heat of summer, making it much cooler. Look! The earth has become extremely comfortable!
Hey, sometimes people worry about the earth filling up with water. However, now people are mentally prepared and have opened sewers to prevent floods in their homes. No? A heavy rain represents a new beginning!
There are all kinds of rain throughout the year. However, I only like a heavy rain in the summer! The first spring rain 12
Early in the morning, I put my schoolbag on my back and rushed out of the house to go to school. As soon as I got down the stairs, I was bumped into by sister Chunyu who rushed towards me. I braved the rain. When I ran to the car, the light rain was as thin as a needle, as light as cow hair, like smoke and fog, falling silently.
After driving, I looked outside, ah! The houses in the distance seemed to be "soaked" in the milky fog.
When we arrived at school, some of the students talked enthusiastically about the spring rain that day, with smiles on their lips. After class, most of the children in our class ran out of the classroom and enjoyed the spring rain. It brought us joy; some were playing on the open-air platform; some were catching water drops on the railings... And I stretched my hands out of the railings and quietly felt the coolness of the rain. The buds on the branches slightly poked their cute little heads, looking at me quietly and smiling. The light rain falls on us playfully.
Ha, what a beaded gauze dress! The wind doll is also so naughty, constantly blowing raindrops running around, falling on trees, falling on grass, falling on my face...
Spring rain! Beautiful spring rain. You came quietly with the breeze. You woke up the trees from hibernation and the grass from their sleep. You nourished the trees and received sweet rain, injecting new vitality into all things and at the same time bringing me hope. The first spring rain 13
"Crash, crash, crash", eh? I used to be woken up by the sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding." My first reaction was that it was raining? I opened the window and took a look, and sure enough it was raining.
People say: "Spring rain is as precious as oil." This spring rain comes at the right time for Huaibei, which has been dry for a winter. I hurriedly finished my breakfast and rushed out of the house to watch the first spring rain. It was drizzling outside, and raindrops like embroidery needles fell to the ground, and were instantly absorbed by the dry earth.
The rain fell harder and harder, hitting the ground like broken pearls, and the water splashes formed into blooming white lotuses. When I came to school, there was already a lot of water on the ground. Looking up, the sky was almost blocked by umbrellas. It’s really a world of water, a sea of ??umbrellas. Although we are in the classroom, our hearts fly to the fields. I seemed to see large tracts of wheat seedlings holding their heads high and stretching their necks to suck the nectar hungrily. Flowers of various colors also look brighter and more gorgeous under the nourishment of spring rain. Adds a vitality to spring.
This first spring rain moistened the earth, irrigated the crops, and freshened the air. Make our life better! The first spring rain 14
It’s raining! It's raining! This is the first spring rain this year. The light raindrops slid down from the sky and began their first spring trip.
The light raindrops slid onto the small leaves, rustling! Rustling! The leaves made a crisp sound like silver bells! Ye Ye looked at the little raindrops in his arms in surprise, his eyes shining with excitement. The leaves lay down happily, letting the little raindrops fall asleep sweetly in their arms.
The light raindrops fell on the small pond, tick! Tick! The small pond warmly welcomed the light raindrops coming from afar, and smiled so much that the corners of its eyes wrinkled. Xiao Yudidian took a "water rafting boat" and saw the width and beauty of the pond.
The light raindrops ran into the farmer's uncle's crop field. They have long heard that the seedlings in the field want to make friends with Xiao Yudidian. Xiaoyudianer came to Xiaomiao and tickled her playfully. Xiaomiao laughed so hard that her whole body trembled and she seemed to have grown taller. The farmer uncle smiled and said: "This is really a timely rain!"
Xiao Yudian saw the seven colors of small umbrellas held by the children, and hurriedly climbed up, but accidentally slipped off. . The umbrella left happy traces of light raindrops.
The little raindrops went to many places... Wherever it went, the "Song of Spring" was played to welcome it!
Father-in-law Sun called Xiao Yudian from the sky: "Xiao Yudian, the journey is over, let's go back to the sky!" Xiao Yudian reluctantly said goodbye to the small leaves, small ponds, small seedlings and small umbrellas. , the small raindrops turned into water vapor and flew back to the sky. The first spring rain 15
Today, I ushered in the first spring rain in March this year. It really has the charm of "good rain knows the season, and spring will happen".
At night, I knew it was coming. The sky had already dropped bits and pieces of rain, falling on the tip of my nose, my hands, the big trees, the grass, everything. It was all heralding its arrival, and sure enough, at night, I heard its lonely playing while lying on the bed. Even if there was no audience, no lights, and no stage, it was still willing to continue playing and be a lonely musician. Little did I know, His audience is in the shadows. At night, I fell asleep with "Spring Rain Symphony"...
In the early morning, the sky turned white, and the sun showed the warmth of two hairs. After last night's baptism, the grass and trees , the little flowers seemed to have changed their clothes, green, dazzling green, transparent green, this kind of green cannot be mixed in the palette, cannot be painted with a brush, it is the green of nature , true green.
Looking around, it is a lush scene, so dreamlike that the floor is smooth and bright, making people want to lick it to see if there is any sweetness. Stepping on the earth washed by the rain, You can feel a kind of emptiness, a kind of freedom, and think of the spring water flowing in the dense forest, quiet, lonely and beautiful.