Chunyu's second grade composition is 300 words

No matter in study, work or life, many people have had the experience of writing a composition, and they are familiar with it. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is a 300-word composition/10 300 compiled by me for the second grade of Chunyu. Welcome to read, I hope you will like it.

300-word composition on the second day of Spring Rain 1 Say "Spring Rain is as expensive as oil!" Look!

The spring rain is coming!

It's cloudy and the wind is blowing slightly. After a while, the wind became stronger and stronger, swallows flew low, little ants were busy moving, and birds, bees and butterflies were rushing home.

After a while, it began to rain, and the rain was thin. After work, uncles and aunts braved the wind and rain to go home with bags on their heads. "Crash ~ ~", the rain is getting heavier, the trees are shaking more severely, and the flowers and trees seem to be drinking sweet spring rain happily.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock," the rain stopped, the birds came out and the sky became blue. Like someone has wiped it, the clouds in the sky are changing beautiful patterns, like pieces of big cotton candy. Some are like animals, others like plants.

I took a deep breath. Wow, the air is so fresh!

Small trees also seem to be full of sweet rain and dew, and grow up hard, appearing more tender and greener. The swallow flew again. Twitter seems to be saying, "The weather is more beautiful after the rain!" "

This spring rain is really good!

The first spring rain of this year arrived as scheduled, and it rained all day.

The original plan to go to Luoyang to enjoy peony fell through, because its arrival stopped our progress, and because of its arrival, the early flowers were scattered all over the floor. Occasionally, some swallows fly around in the rain with wet spring mud in their mouths. Oh, so you like spring rain as much as I do. This reminds me of Shi Dazu's "Yong Chun Yu", which says that "cold deceives flowers, traps smoke and willows, and steals thousands of miles to urge spring dusk. I am fascinated by the sun. I want to fly and live in sadness. I was shocked by the powder, and I stayed in the West Park. I like mud. Yan returned to Nanpu, which hurt him the most. I have a good relationship and I can't go to Ling Du Road by car. "

I like spring rain, because it is softer than fierce summer rain, it makes sad autumn rain lively, and it is warmer than cold winter rain. Strolling in the thin rain curtain, through the misty rain curtain, people play in the rain in groups of three or five. The umbrellas in their hands are like flowers in full bloom in the rain, with different shapes and colors. The willows on the roadside, full of green buds, were mischievously fiddled by the breeze, like a gentle and graceful girl combing her long hair in the rain. The wheat seedlings in the field were awakened by the spring rain, yawned, stretched and put on new green clothes. In the soft spring rain, the newly blooming peach blossoms are tender and moist, like shy little girls. Buildings were also washed away by the spring rain. Spring rain is really refreshing and refreshing.

Spring rain is short and ordinary, but it has contributed to nature and brought us happiness and hope. I like spring rain.

In spring and March, rain is the most common. It lasts for two or three days. It's really spring rain!

Look, it is raining again. Rain, like the silk of a cuckoo, is light and thin. You can't hear the rain or feel its dripping. I just feel that this is like a kind of wet dew smoke, which gently moistens the earth and people's hearts. Under the nourishment of spring rain, wheat seedlings grow greener, vegetables and flowers bloom more golden, and spring water is dripping and poplars are flowing in criss-crossing fields and ditches. Liu Shu stretched his career in the spring rain and greedily sucked the sweet rain.

The rain is as light as a fallen leaf and as thin as a needle tip, flying to the earth a little bit, as if to wash away the stains left by the residual winter.

In the drizzle, I walked by a passer-by with an umbrella coming slowly from time to time. Colorful umbrellas are like beautiful flowers. The rain fell on the roof and roadside, but there was no splash. The rain is too small!

Noisy sparrows and clever mungbean sparrows shuttle in the spring rain and sing together, as if singing the continuous spring rain.

All the creatures on the earth have been baptized by the misty spring rain and become more pure and beautiful. Spring rain moistens the earth, moistens the trees and crops on the earth, and brings vitality to the earth.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, the spring rain is beating gongs and drums, like fine ox hair, like rusty needles, thousands of lines, nourishing everything. Grass poked its head out of the soil and cried excitedly, "Sister Chunyu, I want to grow taller quickly!" " "

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the spring rain twisted her waist and rustled. Pear blossoms stretched her body and produced snow-white flowers. Peach blossoms smile pink, facing the drizzle, and the winter jasmine blows its yellow trumpet, as if to tell everyone: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! "

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the light rain in spring is stepping on the cheerful dance steps and can't stop. Wheat seedlings drink freely in the rain, and Ran Ran rises in the rain. From a distance, it looks like a green carpet on the ground. It's really "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently."

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the children sing in the spring rain: "We came to the garden and grassland like birds ..." "The plan for the year lies in spring." We should grow like grass and flowers, study hard and be useful to society in the future.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's raining in Mao Mao ...

Spring Rain Grade Two Composition 300 words 5 "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. "This is an ancient poem we have learned. This poem expresses Chun Yu's contribution to mankind and the earth in obscurity.

Spring has arrived, and all the flowers are in full bloom. Spring is so beautiful! But who cultivated this scene with hard sweat? The answer is-spring rain.

When night fell, everyone slept soundly. And the spring rain "does not sleep". It silently sprinkles the spring breeze, cultivates the earth and moistens the flowers. It quietly awakens every bud, grows beautiful flowers and emits fragrance.

Help the earth "bathe", help the seedlings "drink water", help the farmer's uncle to irrigate, and help the flowerpot … all these are the contributions of the spring rain. Without it, everything in this world will be lifeless.

Don't underestimate it. Many people think that the spring rain has brought a lot of inconvenience to people, such as getting wet clothes ... In fact, their ideas are wrong. They just didn't see the good side of Spring Rain's obscurity and its contribution to Mother Earth.

Indeed, we should not be lazy, but should make contributions to the earth and mankind like spring rain, without the spirit of silence. Spring rain is our good example.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. The spring rain is falling, like ox hair and thin thread, falling from the sky in dense numbers. She awakened the grass, flowers and trees. They are sucking the dew of spring and enjoying the showers.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Walk in the spring rain and let her gently sprinkle it on your hair, face and hands. It's cool. It just disappeared without touching it. The thin spring rain seems to cast a veil of smoke and fog on the surrounding world, adding a dreamy color to the scenery in the rain.

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf That kind spring rain washed away the dust in the air, washed the grass green and washed the flowers red. Spring rain is like a magical magician, washing the willows green and bright, making the world look brand-new.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. While people were still dreaming, she came quietly, quietly and sprinkled on the flowers. Perhaps the flowers envied her lightness and elegance and fell to the ground with her. When I get up in the morning, the flowers on the ground are like a layer of cloth on the ground, which makes people unable to bear to walk.

Spring rain! You make this beautiful spring full of poetry, you make this charming spring colorful.

On March 1 7 20xx, the land of Feicheng ushered in the first baptism of this year's spring rain. The drizzle is like silk, floating over the city, and the poetic beauty is engraved in every corner of Feicheng.

Pearl-like spring rain falls gently on colorful umbrellas, and the sound of "scratching" is like a girl playing guzheng selflessly in spring, which makes people feel comfortable and can't help but stop to watch the beautiful scenery.

Spring rain flies slowly in mid-air, like a thread spun by a spring girl, as beautiful as a needle! The spring rain gently soaked the grass and gave it a cold bath. This beautiful scenery can really be described as "the sky is raining and crisp, and the grass color is near and not far"!

In the evening, the spring rain is still falling quietly, and it seems that I want to share the happy time of thousands of families again. I stood under the tree with an umbrella, listening to the rain, reaching out and letting the spring rain beat on the back of my hand and seep into my heart. I think the wheat in the field must be greedily sucking the rain and dew and growing quietly. Late at night, I can't bear the spring rain. I opened the window and lay in bed, listening to the rain. The thin wind is accompanied by soft rain, and I really can't bear to sleep. It can be said: "lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream"! The arrival of the spring rain has brought abundant spring, joyful mood and the hope of sowing!

It began to rain outside the window. Ah! It rained, and the spring rain finally came in my expectation.

I leaned against the railing and looked around. The spring rain is thin and dense, such as silk, fog, smoke and dust, and everything around it seems to be covered with a mysterious veil. The air becomes fresh and humid. I can't help reaching out my hands. Raindrops are in my hands. It's so cold and comfortable

Slowly, slowly, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it gradually becomes a water curtain in the air, and I can't see anything clearly. People are floating in a white world. The rain rushed into the arms of Mother Earth. Spring rain falls on the grass, which provides enough water for grass seeds, so that it can add a new green to the world as soon as possible; The spring rain falls in the field, and the wheat seedlings greedily suck the sweet milk; The spring rain falls on the flowers, and the flowers are particularly delicate and charming-the rain washes the earth and washes away the dirt, leaving a bright and beautiful place.

At this time, people walking in the rain with colorful umbrellas formed a magical garden in the rain. The flowers in the garden are colorful, including yellow, white and red-colorful and very beautiful!

The rain dripped on the railing and played wonderful music. After a while, the rain dripped from the railing again, like a broken bead. Later, when there was more water, it formed a trickle, like a miniature water curtain cave. How interesting!

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. I like this continuous spring rain!

I am a spring rain, sometimes as thin as an embroidery needle, and sometimes as thick as a soybean. Sometimes I go underground continuously, sometimes intermittently.

When I came to the campus, I saw my classmates holding umbrellas. Their umbrellas are red, blue, purple and white ... All kinds of umbrellas come together to form a colorful "mushroom forest".

I came to the mountain where the grass was green and the flowers were red. The mountains are full of flowers and grass, which makes them a colorful world.

When I came to the field, I saw the farmers' uncles working hard on the land and heard them say, "This spring rain will make crops sprout!" " "Several farmers sheltered from the rain under the tree, talking about the benefits of rain on rice growth, thinking that it was too cold to work.

I came to the garden, and the azaleas were red, and so were the peach trees. By the pond in the garden, the willows are green, forming a colorful pattern.

I also came to the forest. Frogs croaked in the pond and sang beautiful spring. Bees and butterflies are flying around in the air as if playing games.

I am Chunyu, and I add vitality to nature.

Spring rain is a key. With warmth, she gently opened the door of spring when you were not paying attention.

Chunyu painted her favorite color with her magic pen. You see, she dyed the willow tree green, and the branches of the willow tree floated by the river, leisurely combing their beautiful branches and leaves, as if dressing themselves up; Dark green is the color of small trees. The dark green grass is surrounded by a few small flowers, and the small animals inside seem to be playing hide-and-seek with us!

Chunyu loves to play her trumpet and report the news of spring in time. She told people that you can sow! People planted seeds on the ground one after another, and the seeds drank the rain happily, as if they were growing faster. They think there will be beautiful flowers and beautiful fruits in autumn. Chunyu also asks hibernating animals to get up and play with her. Now the animals are stretching themselves!

Songs that spring rain brings joy to the earth and children. The spring rain melted into my dream and nourished my dream field. ...