Excellent composition in rainy days

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Excellent composition on rainy days 1 tick-tock, tick-tock, it started to rain lightly. I spread my pink umbrella, and the raindrops are like polite little dolls. They tapped on my umbrella and said hello to me. I walked happily in the light rain.

Hua, Hua, splash, splash, more and more raindrop dolls fall on the umbrella. They used my umbrella as a trampoline, jumping and rolling happily on it, and then used my umbrella as a slide. They slid along the umbrella surface to the umbrella edge, turned into thin rain lines, landed lightly at my feet and slipped away quietly.

The rain kept falling from the sky, just like knocking over mother-in-law Yun's white jade bowl. The pearl necklace in the bowl was broken, and the pearl fell to the street with a bang, turning into a fish with jubilation and jumping, singing, twisting from time to time, spitting bubbles and swimming heartily.

Look at those small trees in the street. They shook the branches in the wind and rain. Many raindrop dolls fall on small trees, washing away dust and cleaning their bright green hair. The little tree sang happily and said "thank you" politely.

More and more people are holding umbrellas in the rain. Umbrellas are like colorful flowers blooming in the rain. Sometimes they gather together, sometimes they disperse. People sheltering from the rain under the eaves are talking about the weather, watching the rain scene and frowning. Because the raindrop doll is too enthusiastic and doesn't want people to go home too early. Rainy days are a paradise for raindrop dolls.

I like rainy days best. I am playing with my little pink umbrella and raindrop doll happily.

Today, the weather is gloomy, there is no cloud in the sky, only endless gray, and the originally beautiful sky has become lifeless. On the ground, the whistling wind blew in waves, making the leaves rustle on the leaves, and the tree with claws was like a monster. There are no pedestrians on the road, only a few pieces of green grass keep shaking under the wind, which looks desolate.

After a while, some cool raindrops suddenly began to fall in the sky, almost in an instant, and the rain suddenly became bigger. Just now, the tiny raindrops like rice grains no longer exist. Full of raindrops fell from the sky and fell to the ground, making a "snapping" sound, just like a small bomb blowing flowers on the ground.

I quickly opened the window, facing the whistling wind, breathing fresh air, and I enjoyed the beautiful scenery carefully. The dry land was wet by dense raindrops, and soon the ground became smooth and wet, and several deep and shallow puddles appeared from time to time. The crystal raindrops on my hands are lovely.

After a long time, the rain finally stopped, and then everything was completely new. There are still one or two drops of crystal water on the green leaves, and the refreshing breeze shakes the leafy trees. Some birds hiding in it seem to be frightened, and it seems that they can play in the sky because the rain has stopped, so they fly out of the Woods and fly freely in the sky, making a few cheerful calls from time to time, and the air becomes fresh.

The heavy rain made me see her beauty. I understand that beauty is all around us, but we lack a pair of eyes that will find beauty.

I like rain since I was a child, not only because it is very artistic, but also because I have a little secret, because it is rainy-you.

We have known each other since childhood. You are more stable than me, and your life experience is much worse than mine. Your mother was driven away by a man named "Aunt Chen" and had to live in a house where you shouldn't call her "Mom". Because of your mother, you are usually bullied at home. And these are all what I said when I played an umbrella together on rainy days.

You like rain. You said, "When it rains, it drips water, just like' like a plate of jade liquid pouring beads' written in Pipa. The endless spring scenery, the faint green is the distant tree, and the clear green is in front of us, as if it had been washed away by rain. In the boundless blue and hazy spring scenery, there is endless sadness. " Listening to this sentence, even I always feel that something is wrong. I looked into her eyes and found a layer of water mist inside. I asked, "What's the matter with you?" You said, "This is a gift for my mother on Mother's Day, when she was still at home." Then he cried on my shoulder. I'm surprised. Unexpectedly, she also cried. I patted her on the head and walked forward bit by bit. After a while, she stopped and smiled. Hold hands, towards the distant.

Today, I saw the familiar scenery, the familiar mountains, the familiar green, the familiar trees and the familiar her. It's raining, how nice! Beautiful water drops, one by one, string up the past, connect the future and remind tomorrow. The mountain is still green; Green, still dense; Fog, as hazy. It's sunny when it rains!

My favorite weather is rainy. Rain is not only like cow hair, like a filament, like a flower needle, but also falls on the face, which makes people intoxicated. Rain can also remind people of unforgettable memories.

I remember that there was a time when the autumn rain kept falling, and there was no meaning of rest at all. At school, the teacher's voice is accompanied by the rustling of autumn rain, which is very beautiful. But a week has passed, and listening to the sound of "rustling" can't help but make me a little annoyed. After school that day, I ran to the school gate, where many classmates gathered, waiting for my parents to pick me up. Like them, I kept staring at the end of the road with an umbrella. How I wish my father was in that emu! But half an hour passed, and the students walked halfway, but my father did not appear on the side of the road. I was a little impatient and began to look up at the sky. I saw dark clouds floating across the sky, and I thought: When will this damn rain stop? It is getting darker and darker, and it is raining harder and harder. Raindrops have almost soaked my schoolbag that an umbrella can't stop. Seeing that all the students have left, I am the only one standing at the school gate alone. There are fewer cars on the road and the electric cars are gone. In this way, an hour later, my father finally came. The impatience in my heart gradually turned into anger! When I got on the electric car, it was all dark, and I was even more annoyed at the thought that my homework had not been finished.

It was already half past seven when I got home. My mother served steaming food, and I was about to vent my dissatisfaction and anger when my father came over. When I saw that there was no dry place all over him, all my anger disappeared. Dad got soaked to pick me up, and I'm still angry? I should thank him, for everything he has done for me, for everything he has done!

Rainy days taught me to be grateful. What a nice rainy day!

Rainy day excellent composition 5 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.

Excellent composition on rainy days 6 Sigh of the sea

Tears in the sky

The smile of the field

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I don't know when I started to like rainy days.

It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, the sky is gray, like ink painting, deep and shallow, attracting countless reverie. Rain, hours are like silver needles or silver threads scattered between heaven and earth. The close-up scene is like a sarong, like a fairy's skirt, and the distant view is like a canopy separated from it, looming, like a beating spirit full of spirituality. The rain beat on the window, making a fragile music sound, just like a skilled pianist playing a string of wonderful notes on the black and white keys, which makes people enjoy it.

It's sunny when it rains! It has always been believed that rainy days mean that the sky is crying and venting the depression in the heart. At this time, I will play Beethoven's Destiny, feel the ups and downs of the melody, and then stare blankly at the sky. I think, vent, just vent. Whenever this is the climax of the song of destiny. I have a firm belief in my heart-I, I must hold the fate by the throat.

It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, that poem about rain will come to mind. "The rain in the sky is as slippery as crisp, and the grass is close at a distance. In fact, there is nothing." I think spring rain is as expensive as oil, and spring breeze moistens everything. "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond." I think I heard the beautiful rain chorus of frogs in early summer. "The tall buildings look forward to dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves." I saw that in the late autumn dusk, the leaves of airplanes like Huang Die were slightly covered by autumn rain. A beautiful picture of Qiu Jingtu spreads out between heaven and earth.

It's sunny when it rains! When it rains, I will look forward to it. What will it look like when the rain stops? Can you guess, guess whether there will be colorful rainbows? Will be eager, eager whether the leaves will be washed shiny. ...

Very good! On rainy days ...

It has been cloudy for 7 days, and it seems that there will be a storm next moment. Looking at the dark sky, my thoughts can't help drifting away. ...

It was a rainy day, so dull. I do my homework at home. Suddenly, I seem to hear intermittent cries. In an instant, with curiosity and a little doubt, I decided to find out.

It is raining heavily outside, as if to squander the rain that has been saved for half a year at one time. I carefully held my umbrella and dived into the bushes on both sides. Pull this bundle apart, no; Open the cluster, there is no ... I searched it again carefully, but there is still no! Do I hear voices? Maybe so. Just as I was "going home", I suddenly saw a scene that moved me: a pool of blood, two cats, and a pile of fish bones that seemed to be dug out of the trash can. A cat was lying in a pool of blood, and the blood was spilled all over the floor by the pouring rain, but it continued to spread out in a short time. What about the other cat? In the heavy rain, he kept moaning, as if to say to the blood cat, "get up, get up!" " I will give you all the fish bones. "Paws are pushing, touching and pulling blood cats persistently, as if urging them to go to a place to live. My tears walked around in my eyes, "pattering, pattering", mixed with rain, fell to the ground and broke.

Standing for a long time, I quietly approached them before it found me. The cat hunched over, purred and stared at me warily. I smiled to show no malice, gently covered the umbrella on the two cats and left.

Animals can still have such friendship, but what about people? Even the old man fell to the ground and thought it was touching porcelain instead of helping him, not to mention life and death.

It rained harder and harder, and my thoughts drifted away again. ...

It was sunny yesterday afternoon. Taking advantage of this fine weather, my amiable father took our family out for a picnic on a whim.

When we came home from the seaside, I found that the sun hanging high in the blue sky seemed to be covered with a black veil, thunder rumbled, and sand and stones were flying in the streets. At this time, I was sitting in my father's car and saw as many passers-by as possible rushing in the huge street in three steps and two steps.

Suddenly, it rained cats and dogs silently in the sky, and countless "mushrooms" bloomed in the streets. Some passers-by forgot to bring rain gear, and as a result, they suddenly became a "drowned rat" and were in a mess. At this time, the thunder "gloated" and the thunder was deafening. My brother and I covered our ears with our hands.

The "bullet" in the dark clouds hit the roof and made a strange sound, which was shocking. Rain, like a sharp sword, stung people's bodies severely. The cute little frog also hides from the rain under the lotus leaf; Dogs and kittens go to the store to shelter from the rain.

After a while, the rain gradually subsided. At this time, the sound of rain is falling, like a beautiful piece of music, beating the ground rhythmically and making a pleasant piano sound. In addition, rain drops from the sky like crystal pearls. Children in the country are enjoying the drizzle and playing happily on the grassy lawn.

After the rain, the sun is warm and the dew on the leaves shines; The air is fresh and refreshing.

It was cloudy and rainy for 9 consecutive days, and it kept raining. Mom and dad went on a business trip, leaving me alone.

In order to eliminate my inner loneliness, I quickly did my homework. After finishing my homework, I took out my toys and played by myself. After playing for a while, I felt boring, so I just turned on the TV and watched it. I have seen such a scene on TV. An aunt said: "Nowadays, children are full of food and clothes, and some even have their hands and feet washed by their parents ... What kind of people will these children become?"

Hey! Strange, how can the children mentioned on TV be like me? I looked at the house, and my shoes and toys were everywhere on the ground. It's like opening a mixed-race shop on the coffee table; I messed up the sofa ... will I become a lazy person if this continues? So I decided to tidy up my room. I put my shoes neatly on the shoe rack first, then put all the toys on the floor in the toy box, then pull up the sofa, flatten it, and tidy up the books on the desk. What's next? Sweep the floor first, then clean the table, and finally mop the floor. After thinking about it, I quickly took the broom and carefully swept it from the bedroom to the living room and then to the aisle. After sweeping, I found towels and pots and wiped the coffee table, cupboard and desk. Finally, wet the mop and drag it carefully from the inside out until I drag the floor like a big mirror in Korea.

Watching yourself clean up the house is sweeter than eating honey.

It's raining again, and mom and dad haven't come back yet, but I don't feel lonely anymore.

Excellent composition on rainy days 10 Wake up in the morning and hear the sound of "rustling". Hey! Is it raining again? I quickly got up and ran to the windowsill to look out.

The glass was foggy and white. I wiped the water vapor off the glass with my hand. I saw it was foggy and raining outside, and all the tall buildings in the distance were in the fog. Although the rain is not big, it is very dense, like countless needles. Leaves gather the rain on them into small beads.

In the community, the water plants withered, many leaves fell to the ground, and only camphor trees and osmanthus trees were still standing tenaciously. No one walked on the sidewalk, and there was no sound of children frolicking. ...

I am thinking: "When can Dad Sun bring these rainy days and give me a sunny morning?" Suddenly I heard someone calling, "It's snowing!" I looked down and saw that there were thin ice flowers on the ground, and the sound of "rustling" had become a "scratching" sound. Winter is really coming! I saw an old woman rushing home with a dish in one hand and an umbrella in the other, still cursing: "What weather!" " "

I hate this weather, too. For several days, we all went to school in the rain. If it snows heavily, I can have a snowball fight and make a snowman with my companions.

Outside the window, the original white clouds are gradually turning black, as if a painter had painted the clouds with black pigment.

Somehow, a gust of wind blew from a distance, making a whirring sound, and several scattered clothes floated with the wind.

Looking at the dark sky, I can't help feeling that it's not daytime, but late at night. A few drops of rain beads fell sporadically and were blown to my face by the wind. I knew it was going to rain.

There was a huge thunder in the sky not far away, and then the rain fell drop by drop, and pedestrians on the road began to get busy. Some found shelter from the rain under the eaves, some hurriedly took out their umbrellas from their bags, propped themselves up and moved on, and some simply hid in the supermarket next to them while shopping and waiting for the rain to stop.

The rain is still escalating, from light rain to heavy rain There are almost no pedestrians on the road, and some cars can be seen vaguely. I looked at the distance and suddenly hoped it wouldn't rain because my parents were still working. It's raining now, which must have added some trouble and made them work harder.

Listening to the rain, I suddenly remembered my sister's praise for the rain. She said that rain can douse people's anger, clean up people's garbage, clean up the clutter in their minds and wash away the gloom in their hearts. If so, let the storm come more violently!

Excellent composition in rainy days 12 mother is great, she is like a bright lamp, illuminating the way forward for me; Mother is like a giant umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain on the road of life; Mother is like a key, which opens the door of my life. ...

It was raining cats and dogs at noon, and I was walking on the path with my bag on my back and a broken umbrella.

At this time, the dirt in front blocked my way. Looking at the dirt in front of me and looking up at the sky, I had to bite the bullet and stride forward. The ground is getting wetter and wetter, and I run faster and faster. It's raining cats and dogs, and my shoes are soaked, but where can I care?

I ran as fast as I could, thinking, "If only my mother were here, so that I could go home early and rest comfortably on the sofa at home." Now, I feel someone playing table tennis, banging.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I found a familiar figure: long shawl hair, bright eyes, small and exquisite mouth and slim figure. Ah, isn't that my mother? I jumped three feet high with excitement. Before landing, I flew to my mother.

My mother looked at me carefully and asked, "How did you become like this? Come home with me and take a hot bath. " After listening, I nodded hard, squeezed into the small umbrella and went home happily with my mother.

Maternal love is great, and mother is even greater, because she can give me a thumbs-up when I am successful, tell me to take an umbrella when it rains, comfort me when I am afraid, and make me brave.

13, an excellent composition on rainy days, leaned against the window, looked at the hazy picture in front of me and took a bite of dark chocolate. That faint bitterness reminds me of one thing.

There is a test in the class. I just picked up the test paper and was ingenious. After a while, I scratched my head. In fact, the test paper is very simple, probably because the knowledge that the teacher said in class is not fully digested, so it feels a little difficult to do it, and sometimes even a little helpless.

The exam was corrected by the teacher on the spot. When I was correcting the test paper, I felt a little uneasy. According to the perfect score of the composition, I only got 93 points. In fact, the wrong question should not be wrong. Even I forgot how to write "rendering", and the disyllabic word "thin" can't. ...

Thinking of this, it's raining harder and harder outside, and I suddenly feel that all this is like a mirage. I also regret not learning my knowledge well. It's raining cats and dogs in my heart ...

My mind once again thought of those students with excited expressions on their faces, and two others asked me what my score was. Isn't it obvious to show off your achievements? These two people have good grades themselves, because I ranked first in the class in the final total score, and they always like to compare their grades with me, but before that, they were also comparing. I really don't understand the comparability. As long as you study hard, are you afraid that you won't pass the exam, or that others will be better than you?

It's raining harder outside, and there is lightning in the distance. I also want to work hard. I'm not much worse than them, am I?

Looking at the rain scene outside the window quietly, I can't help but feel a little cold. ...

Excellent composition on rainy days 14 "Boom-Boom-Boom" Looking out of the foggy window, a symphony of lightning and thunder sounded, and then the rain came together. ...

Pedestrians fled like rabbits attacked by natural enemies, and motorcycles and cars splashed everywhere. The rain poured down like a pearl with a broken line. Suddenly, the earth girl changed into a dress. Rain, like a shining and noble diamond, adorns the "evening dress" of the earth, elegant and dazzling.

Rain washed away the earth, making it look brand-new and increasing the amount of water in the reservoir. When it rains, look at the scenery outside the window, don't have a flavor. Rain gives people an elusive and mysterious pleasure, just like being in the clouds, and it feels very high. People have good and bad views on rain. Many people will feel blue when they see it. On the contrary, arid farmland will be irrigated by rain, so that crops can be nourished. Maybe looking at things from another angle, every time it rains, it is not necessarily a bad thing!

It's sunny after the rain, look! "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple", the seven-color ribbons across the sky always make people want to see more. It seems to tell us that in the face of challenges, we are not affected by setbacks and are not afraid of difficulties. We only need courage and perseverance. Even if you fail temporarily, you should start again, because "only if you are fearless can you face difficulties and solve problems." As long as you have the courage to try again, you will succeed one day. A sky in "live high" will create the future and depict your own "Ayabeni"!

"Tick-tock" and "tick-tock" rain sound is light and beautiful, leisurely and comfortable. Symphony of weather and magic show of climate are always elusive. Perhaps as long as we pay more attention and observe, the "beauty" of the earth and the sky is around us. Nature is like a wordless gobbledygook, full of knowledge and wisdom, and has found the key to knowledge and wisdom.

It was a very sunny day, but just after the third class, it began to rain cats and dogs. As soon as the bell rang, we were packing our schoolbags and thinking about how to get home. Suddenly, bang, it thundered. It was terrible. I wanted to, but something unexpected happened.

Looking down from the teaching building, you can see a colorful umbrella that can support many people at a time. As soon as we saw it, we shouted that we could go out, but when we got below, we saw many students. Our class waited a long time before we could use that umbrella. When we came under the umbrella, we regretted it, because it would still get our clothes wet, so many students complained, and some said, "What a rotten umbrella, it is better to get wet." People looking for umbrellas at school can't lift them high. "Others said," Oh, dear! What a lousy school! "I looked up slightly and saw my uncle's head full of sweat. This umbrella is really heavy. I thought this uncle was really miserable, but his kindness was not rewarded, but he was scolded by our classmates. Soon we arrived at the school gate, and I saw this uncle clearly. He is not tall and wears a casual suit. But because he ran around in the rain, his clothes were wet. now

That rain let me know that there are many good people in the world. Please don't spoil the kindness of others.