Rainy day diary

Another day has passed. There must be something worth recording. Why not keep a diary now? How to write a beautiful diary? The following is my rainy day diary, which I carefully arranged. Welcome to share.

Diary of a rainy day 1 Yesterday morning, the weather was fine, but at night, the weather was not so good. The wind made the tree crumble, as if it were going to rain, but no rain fell.

In the evening, after we finished eating, I went to take a shower. After taking a shower, I opened the door and saw a lot of lightning in the sky. But only the lightning didn't rain, so I hurried back to the house. I haven't been back to my house for a while. It began to rain outside. Suddenly, there was a loud thunder. In an instant, my refrigerator was out of power, the light bulb went out, and the fan that was whistling just now stopped working. At that moment, all my appliances were dead. This moment has passed and there is electricity again. That moment scared me to death. "Unplug all the power at once," my mother told me, and I replied, "Oh!"

Mother wants to give her brother a bath. "Mom, I'll go, too." I said, "The thunderbolt just now scared me to death. I dare not stay in the house alone. I am afraid. " .

After giving my brother a bath, we went home with an umbrella. Wow, it's raining heavily outside, like hail. It rained for about an hour, with lightning and thunder.

It's mom's turn to take a bath. My brother and I are sleeping in bed, but it is still raining and thundering outside. I thought to myself, Oh, Uncle Lei Gong and Aunt Dian Mu, please don't thunder and lightning. I feel horrible. I have said this sentence several times. Lei Gong Dian Mu seemed to hear me, and the lightning and thunder gradually weakened. As soon as I saw the effect, I recited it to myself several times. At some point, I entered a sweet dream.

I want to rain when it is hot, but when it rains, I want to think of the sun. Oh, this really puts me in a dilemma. Do you want sunny days? Still want to rain?

Diary of a rainy day 2. It's raining. I'm lying on the windowsill, always feeling a little sad, because it has been deeply engraved in the deepest part of my heart.

It was an afternoon, and a new English teacher came to English class. She had long black hair, big watery eyes, a small nose, a small cherry mouth and a pink dress, just like a doll.

Her arrival made me feel very uncomfortable-because when she came, all my friends went to play with her, even my best friend in English class went to play with her, only I stood there staring at her viciously, and she stared at me, thinking and knowing what was wrong with me. I finally finished my class and passed the English exam. I was about to go home when my mother called and said that she had something to do today and asked me to go home by myself. At this moment, I found it was raining outside. This is not a small "Mao Mao rain", but a "heavy rain"; I am in a hurry. I don't know what to do. I can't go home! It's past 5 o'clock and 6 o'clock, and I'm the only one who failed in the English class. I was more anxious and almost cried. At this moment, an umbrella appeared in front of my eyes. I see this is not the new teacher's umbrella! I saw the teacher smiled at me and said, "Take it!"

"What would you do?" I asked, puzzled.

"It's okay! Someone will pick me up later. " She still smiled and said, I said "thank you" and ran home with an umbrella! It's almost 7 o'clock when I get home, and I'm beginning to like this teacher a little!

The next day, I returned my umbrella to my teacher to thank her, but I even looked for the toilet, but I couldn't find the teacher. I didn't know the teacher had a cold until I asked! But she was fine yesterday. Why did she catch a cold? The teacher at the front desk said that the teacher came home in the rain yesterday and caught a cold! Only I stood there with an umbrella and waited for a while.

Diary of a rainy day 3 Last Friday, we finished our last class and were ready to go home. I looked out of the window, and it was still cloudy and rainy. "Hum, this god can really rain. It has been raining for four days. " I thought to myself.

"Jingle bell ..." The bell rang. I put on my schoolbag and ran to the door, where my father was waiting. I called out "Dad!" "Dad came and took the bag, got on the motorcycle and took me home. As soon as I got off the bus, I saw several stalls in the west. I hurriedly asked my father for three yuan, then opened my umbrella and went to the market.

There are a few people walking sparsely on the highway. About 30 meters away from me, an old woman faltered, with wet white hair hanging over her shoulders, wrinkles on her face no less than my grandmother's, and big bags in her hands. I can't help but have an impulse to help her move things to shelter from the rain. But I didn't make a move after all. "So many people, I'm afraid it's not my turn to help her?" I stepped forward and slipped past her. After a dozen steps, I think I'd better help her. Turning around, the scene made me blush and my heart beat.

An eight-or nine-year-old boy is playing on the concrete platform with a big red umbrella. The old lady probably had no strength, so she went to the podium and sat down. The little boy jumped beside his grandmother almost without thinking, tilted his red umbrella at her, and her grandmother looked up and smiled at him. The little boy also made a naughty face, just like the grandparents and grandchildren.

In this cold wind and drizzle, such a scene immediately warms people's hearts, and I, like this little boy, turn love into drizzle and give it to everyone. What about you?

Diary of Rainy Day 4 How I long for a baptism of rain in hot summer.

"Hua la la la la" The rain I've been waiting for is finally here. The rain came so timely that the dead earth became alive and all the creatures on the ground regained their vitality. The rain completely changed the objects around us. It's sunny when it rains!

It's sunny and rainy. Let the air around us become so fresh; Let the dry and dead land become overgrown with trees and lush grass; Let the calm water become waves, the scene is so spectacular, so magnificent.

I especially liked the rain when I was a child. How beautiful it is to lie on the windowsill and feel the rain! It rained for a long time, and sometimes I fell asleep watching it. Most of the time, I still look at the rain and the people outside the window.

Grow up, be sensible, and experience a feeling and understanding. I still like to listen to the sound of rain "ticking" on the ground, and it is not particularly uniform, I can feel it and understand it. You know why I like rainy days.

I don't know when it started, and publishing in became my indescribable enjoyment. Standing in the rain with an umbrella is very comfortable.

Rain contains hope, hard work, tenacity and perseverance!

It's sunny when it rains!

Rainy day diary 5 likes rainy days, because it is suitable for being in a daze. But I don't like windy days, and I'm worried that my beloved short hair will be messed up by the wind. The important thing is that contact lenses will cry when they meet the wind, and that kind of scene will be very embarrassing.

I got up very late today and went to the bank to remit money. Beautiful' middle-aged woman answered private phone calls in violation of professional ethics. After waiting for more than a minute, she still completely ignored my existence and continued to talk and laugh on the phone. For a long time, I always remember a sentence that appeared in a movie starring Jet Li when I was a child: put up with it. If you can't bear it, you don't need to bear it anymore. At this moment, I was already angry, and two words flashed in my mind: complaint! Immediately, I was taken to the person in charge of the bank by the security uncle. Finally, I succeeded in getting endless apologies from middle-aged women. ...

The bank is not far from the shop. I remember it was raining in Mao Mao when I went out, but it was already raining heavily. Obviously, this umbrella is not big enough to protect my clothes from the rain. Suddenly, a black car flew past me. In an instant, I felt a chill on my legs, and a beautiful white dress was mercilessly inlaid with several small black flowers of different shades. My beloved white skirt was scrapped for no reason! Damn rude man! I cursed bitterly in my heart.

I went home and changed into a clean suit. I sat in front of the computer, typing, and wanted to mourn my lost dress with words. ...

Rainy days, like windless rainy days!

It rained for more than ten days in a row, and today it finally stopped.

Today's air is exceptionally fresh. There is sunshine everywhere, in the busy streets, in the bushes by the roadside, on the newly built chicken coop on the grass, on the branches of birds chirping ... my heart is also full of sunshine.

Bathed in the sunshine after the rain, I forgot all my troubles. In the sun, different colors are almost illegible. There are dark green, green, gold, and red like fire. Most of them are green. Looking around, it's almost all green. Green is dazzling and green is transparent, as if green juice can flow out at the touch. Farther away, some places are as blue as the sky, some places are as light as streams, and some places are like deep blue pools, bringing your eyes straight to the back of the mountain. ...

In such an environment, my eyes have been greatly satisfied. As a result, my hearing became more sensitive. I heard the wind passing through the window, which brought me a lot of sounds: I heard the wind blowing leaves, I heard the branches scraping the air, and I heard the branches banging on the window ... I closed my eyes, let the wind blow in from the window, and stroked my hair at will. Feel the sunshine and breeze, warm and cool.

For a long time, I opened my eyes, pushed open the manuscript paper, picked up a pen and wrote down the scenery after the rain.

Diary of a rainy day 7 Tonight, it happened that mom and dad were out on business.

I was doing my homework at home alone, and the wind was blowing hard that day, and the window was "disturbed"; The wind blew on the window, making a terrible sound; The door sometimes slams. I didn't care at first, but later I became more and more afraid. Because I was doing my homework in one room, only the room where I stayed turned on the light, and all the other rooms were closed. It was so dark that I didn't even dare to go to the toilet. My heart is full of fear. I thought, why haven't mom and dad come back yet? It usually doesn't take so long!

I tried my best not to think about ghosts, but the voice that scared me forced me to think about ghosts, so I thought of a way-singing loudly. I sang something useful when I sang, and I was very proud! However, singing is boring and I can't sing any more. This made me afraid again, and I had a brainwave and came up with it! Close your eyes, press your ears, and then you can't see or hear anything. But I can't do it if I want to, because if I do, I can't do my homework. Finally, I decided not to look at anything and concentrate on my homework. I'm not afraid of ghosts. I thought I finally calmed down.

No sooner had I finished my homework than I heard footsteps and voices. So mom and dad are back!

Rainy day diary 8 is about to start class, and suddenly it rains. I sat quietly in my office, staring out of the window, and kept thinking, "I was so careless today that I didn't bring my umbrella." How to teach students in the future? "At this moment, the bell rang and I hurried to the classroom.

The rain kept rustling. I held my Chinese book and exercise book in one hand, raised my head in the other and quickened my pace. Rain hit my hands and face, and I felt a little cold. I said to myself, "If only I could play an umbrella." "At this moment, suddenly, a flower umbrella flew from behind me and covered my head. I didn't think much, but I heard a boy say, "Teacher, let's go together." I conveniently took his arm and looked up and said, "Yuhang, thank you! You're welcome, "he said shyly. We walked side by side. The rain fell on the umbrella, and the rustling sound seemed to be playing a sweet tune. The sound is nice and I feel so warm. This is not so much a gift in the snow as an umbrella in the rain!

Arriving at the door of the classroom, Yuhang said, "Go in first. You are advanced. " We played a few jokes and entered the classroom one after another. I quickly put away my umbrella and gently put it on the radiator. Yuhang also immediately returned to his seat. The students couldn't help laughing at our scene.

With a smile and gratitude, I began to teach the students. The rain outside is still rustling, as if whispering touching feelings in the rain.

Rainy day diary 9 It's raining! It's raining ... I'm glad to run to the square. Because I'm going to play with water.

The first thing that caught my eye was rain. It falls like a pearl when it rains heavily. When it rains heavily, it is like a little girl's wronged tears. The next hour, it's like our hair, and it doesn't seem to exist.

My naughty strength came: I stepped on the water hard and the water droplets splashed all over me. This makes me a standard "drowned rat". At this moment, I am anxious. As it happens, two of my good friends came. My idea came: I let them grab my arm and pull me hard to make me look like skating: I stretched my head out and the cat was waist high. Just stay red, just stay red. I fell down. Two good friends laughed their heads off. I blushed. Just then, I had a brainwave and wanted to play a trick on them. I pulled them under the tree, told them to close their eyes and gave them a surprise. They closed their eyes obediently. I shook the tree hard, and all the water drops on the tree fell and splashed them all over, and they were all soaked. I defended: I gave it to you! "They really believe, nodded. I secretly laughed in my heart.

The rain left a deep impression on me.

Rainy day diary 10 I like to listen to the rhythm of rain. I like rainy days! Like its happiness, like its selfless spirit, like it. ...

A thunder flashed across the originally quiet sky, and the sky became gloomy like spilled ink. In a short time, there was a "tick-tock" rain in my ear, and I suddenly opened the window and reveled in this scene. ...

Staring at the street, pedestrians come and go, wearing colorful umbrellas and raincoats, forming a "sea of flowers", which is dazzling. Naughty raindrops, falling from the sky, fell on different items, like a girl playing music, which made me intoxicated with this wonderful music.

Rain is romantic. When I am happy, I am intoxicated by this wonderful music. When you are angry, it is a storm, and you don't understand other people's feelings at all. I found that I fell in love with the rain.

Looking at it, my heart naturally came: "is the rain underground or falling?" Whether it is pouring rain or Mao Mao rain; Whether it is spring rain or torrential rain ... it is naive and kind, and it can always nourish everything in an eclectic way and bring infinite vitality to everything. " At this time, my mouth gently lifted and I smiled so sweetly!

I am intoxicated in the rain, intoxicated in the beautiful melody of raindrops, because the enjoyment of rain makes me feel that rain is innocent and beautiful!