Xiyu composition

No matter in study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. The composition must focus on the theme and elaborate on the same theme. No rambling, lax theme or even no theme. So have you ever studied composition? The following is my composition about rain, for reference only. Let's have a look.

I like rain. I think before it rains, there are a group of naive rain dolls in the sky, waiting for Lei Gong's order. "Boom", after hearing this call, the rain dolls set off and ran to the earth with laughter. ...

After a continuous spring rain, I came to Century Park. Look, the grass is awakened by the rain doll. They yawned, stretched, and then wiped their faces with rain, suddenly refreshed. Look, the flowers after the rain are particularly delicate and charming. There are two butterflies dancing among the flowers! Ah, if I had a violin, I would definitely play the butterfly lovers!

However, sometimes I get dumbfounded by the rain.

That day, a rainstorm suddenly came without saying hello. It growled angrily, and it was raining hard. At that time, my mother and I went shopping, on the road. "Wow, it's raining!" Mother said while holding up the parasol. How can a light parasol resist heavy rain in all directions? My mother and I don't go shopping either, so run back quickly. By the time we got home, we were soaked.

I hope that in the near future, the accuracy of weather forecast can reach 100%. In that case, we can make full preparations: as for me, I can take an umbrella or stay at home; Scientists and technicians can make good use of a lot of rainwater to benefit mankind.

The clear sky suddenly darkened and it was going to rain. At first glance, more than a dozen big black clouds covered the sun, and with a click, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky gorgeously; "Rumble ..." At this moment, Father-in-law Lei came in again, banging on his best drum; The wind mother-in-law then took a deep breath and spit it out slowly. The branches began to sway from side to side, like an old lady dancing in the square dance.

"Tick-tock" falls like a thin light rain. Look, the children put out their hands; Listen, they are playing in the cheerful rain; You see, Caohua straightened her waist and let Yuwa wash away the dust. Gradually, gradually, the fish became bigger. Listen, the soybean-like raindrops "crash" on windows, leaves, cars and the ground, splashing countless splashes, just like the beautiful Bai Lianhua. The children held their heads and ran to a place where they could shelter from the rain; Grass and floret also bowed their heads, as if they had made a mistake.

After a while, the rain stopped. The sun came out and the fresh air came. From time to time, you can see a puddle with a small blue sky on it. "Look, the rainbow!" With a clear cry, a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky. The leaves and petals of flowers and trees are also covered with glittering and translucent jade beads.

After the rain, the grass is greener, the flowers are more beautiful, the air is fresher, and the children's laughter begins to reverberate in every corner of the community.

The day before yesterday, God sent a happy rain, which people have been waiting for for a long time. It didn't snow all winter, the soil was dry, the air was cloudy, crops and vegetables were thirsty, trees and flowers were depressed, and expecting rain became a topic of discussion every day.

After the rain, the fields are full of vitality, and the trees and flowers grow shiny new leaves. Bright flowers bloom, adding luster to early summer; After drinking enough water, the wheat seedlings are straight and particularly energetic, and soon the wheat waves will rise and fall, showing the farmers a bumper harvest; All kinds of birds will shuttle through the flowers in the forest, busy catching insects and killing insects, and at the same time holding grass as a nest to make full preparations for a new round of reproduction; The river is flowing happily, fish and shrimp are playing under the water, and waterfowl are playing on the water. The sunshine after the rain is particularly bright, and the beautiful scenery and flowers are intoxicating.

In recent years, there seems to be less and less rain. I have heard the weather forecast many times that it will rain, but it always backfires. Either it rains very little and can't solve the drought, or it can't stop at all. It's really worrying. Therefore, this rain is particularly valuable. It not only saves the cost of watering the land for the peasant brothers, but also waters the land, beautifies the environment, purifies the air and brings health. I hope that after this rain, it will continue to rain, alleviate the drought for many years, and replenish the long-lost underground water source. The beautiful spring city has restored the beautiful scenery everywhere in the past.

Rain-loving composition 4 Good rain knows the season when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

My name is Du Fu, and I am a poet in the Tang Dynasty. My name is Zi Mei, and I call myself Shaoling Yelao.

One year, it was spring, and I was sad. Why? Because there hasn't been a drop of rain since the Spring Festival this year, I'm really worried about whether the crop harvest this year will be as high as in previous years. Will the sweat shed by farmers this year be in vain? Will the hard work accumulated in the past year be in vain?

I didn't sleep a wink all night because of this headache. I sat by the window, looking at the endless farmland, imagining the shape of spring rain in my mind.

Suddenly, I heard several voices: "crackling" and "crackling" ... Now, not one or two, but many voices like the sound of rain, soft and light, as if quietly hitting the earth. I looked up and looked intently. As I expected, it really rained! It is raining!

Ah! This timely rain seems to know the season. When spring comes, it floats underground to promote the growth of plants. It is raining! Just like knowing the season. It always falls quietly in the middle of the night when people are asleep.

Spring breeze mingles with spring rain and falls quietly at night. They nourish plants silently in spring.

The rain is heavy, the fields and the sky are dark, and only a lighted fishing boat in the river emits golden light.

I'm thinking, when you wake up tomorrow morning, you must see the earth full of red petals and the colorful Golden Crown City. So, I wrote this song "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night".

Rain-loving composition 5 "Good rain knows the season when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. " With the spring breeze, the spring rain came to the world singing.

Look! Spring rain is like cow hair, like a needle, like a filament. Closely intertwined and falling from the sky. Listen! The spring rain is falling, hitting the umbrella and making a "pattering" sound, playing a sweet melody. Take a deep breath. Ah, it's cold. It makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they are intoxicated involuntarily.

Light rain drifted quietly into the garden. Small flowers compete to taste the wonderful "juice" and become more delicate and charming. There is a little rain on the grass, and the green grass is like jade. Flowers and plants dance with the rhythm of spring rain. That beautiful dance is the warmest return to the spring rain and the earth.

The spring rain came to the farmland at the foot of the mountain and awakened the seedlings from their sleep. Let them stretch their frozen limbs in the warm spring breeze. Let them glow with vitality under the inspiration of spring. When autumn comes, the farmer's uncle will write the joy of harvest on his face.

The rain is getting smaller and smaller. She came to the suburbs of Shan Ye again and covered Shan Ye with a layer of green. Small bamboo shoots seem to have heard the horn of the charge and rushed out of the ground.

The spring rain came to my window, as if covered with a layer of gauze. When the spring rain came to the street, the street was suddenly wet. Raindrops hit people's faces, so cool and comfortable! Naughty raindrop saw a car coming ahead and wanted to say hello. Before I could say "hello", I was wiped clean by the busy wiper. Merge into a rain line and return to the embrace of Mother Earth.

The rain gradually stopped. The wheat seedlings opened their mouths and tasted the sweet milk. Peach blossom smiled with tears of happiness. Willow branches are drunk, shaking their delicate waist. ...

Like rain best? I heard someone sigh. What is rain? Yes, the rain is nothing, but it brings me too much happiness, too much … that is to say, the downpour brings me a lot of happiness.

The downpour is not as insensitive as drizzle, nor as crazy as rainstorm. In my eyes, the downpour is a friend for children to play with and an angel to moisten the earth.

"It's raining, it's raining cats and dogs." Hey, who's yelling? It turned out to be a group of happy children shouting in the rain. Look! They run and play in the rain, but what they like best is stepping on it. Feet together, climb up, 1 of "pa", yuhua district splashed into the air, looked up, yuhua district disappeared, and they returned to the ground to play games with the children. Rain has brought endless happiness to children, and also spared adults the trouble that children can't smile happily.

On the lawn, it is a magical gardener, bringing us the fragrance of grass and flowers. Look! It is still nourishing the earth, especially those arid places. A raindrop also has its uses. When raindrops fall where there are no flowers, bloom dies; When the rain falls where there are flowers, the flowers are more beautiful. Isn't this what a magical gardener did?

At night, the children are tired of playing, fall asleep, the flowers are tired, close the petals, but the rain is still busy. What is it busy with? It was busy making the children have more fun the next day, and Bloom was more beautiful. Yes! It amused the children, nourished the earth, but sacrificed itself.

It does not seek fame, and its silent dedication is worth learning. Not only refers to the rain, but also refers to all people with this character.

Western Composition 7 "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." The continuous spring rain moistens everything.

The budding seeds are enjoying, the budding flowers are dancing, the willow is combing her long hair, and the face of the stream is covered with dimples-the earth is full of vitality and vitality. They are cheerful and lively, full of vitality, slowly stretching their fresh and beautiful limbs and doing their best.

People are happier. Look, the little girl is empty-handed, but the rain falls on her body unscrupulously, with a happy smile on her face and pure light in her intense eyes. She seems glad that she didn't bring an umbrella. She looked up at the sky, and her face was as bright as a flower blooming in the rain. She has also become a beautiful scenery. She opened her arms and followed the rain with her palm, as if enjoying the warm spring breeze or sunshine and the baptism of spring rain. It seems that she comes from a place short of water. The sky is gloomy, the world is gloomy, the air is damp and cold, but her heart is bright and warm. In her eyes, it seems that every drop of rain is colorful and crystal clear, as if everything else is floating clouds, except rain and flowers. She, like a child of rain or flowers, is innocent and pure.

That lively and lovely rain! Some are graceful dancers, spinning in the air; Some are like athletes with developed limbs jumping on umbrellas; Some are like naive children, playing on the slide outside the window; Some princesses like to play the coquetry and jump into the arms of the earth-

Over the earth, full of joy, happy rain has not disappeared, smoky.

I woke up suddenly last night and pricked up my ears before I knew it was raining outside. I only heard the rain thumping and patting the ground. "It seems to be raining heavily." I said a person.

When you get up in the morning, the first thing is to see if it is still raining. It has rained a lot, but God's face is still gloomy. "It looks like rain." I think. You see who the sky seems to be angry with. It doesn't thunder, it doesn't cry, and it always pulls a gloomy face and feels within reach.

By noon, the rain was smaller, like ox hair, like pine needles, soft hands, not as rough as last night, and now like a lovely little lady. Looking around, God seems to be suddenly enlightened. The sky is getting whiter and bluer. When I saw it in the distance, I felt as if the sky had been pulled back to its original height.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I woke up from a beautiful dream and couldn't hear the rain outside. Isn't it raining? I want to go out and have a look: I don't know when the blue-and-white sky was "polluted" by several dark clouds, and it may rain again! I am secretly happy: it hasn't rained for a long time, and the air seems to be "ruled" by dust, which is very dry and suffocating! Now the air is fresh after the rain, and everyone is in a good mood, so happy!

Listen to you, it's raining again!