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Diary of dusty weather

When the rain came, I walked on the path, breathing fresh air and touching the breath of spring, and felt particularly comfortable.

Light rain, as thin as a needle tip, as light as a cow's hair, as smoke and fog, falls silently and drops on my face and body. The buds on the branches leaned out of their cute little heads and looked at me quietly and smiled. Light rain fell naughtily on them. Ha, what a beautiful beaded dress! The wind doll is so naughty, blowing rain everywhere, falling on the tree, on the grass and on my face.

Inadvertently looked up and saw a new green in the distance. That's a tree, that's grass, and that's the messenger of spring. I can't help walking there quickly. Hey, where is the grass? I want to know, why are they missing? A closer look reveals a smile on her lips. The grass is too small, it is light green from a distance, but it is not clear when you look closely. I took a deep breath and was intoxicated. How charming this strange scenery is! Looking up, I saw a layer of aperture on the edge of the cloud, which was the light of the sun. Oh, how strange and wonderful the scenery is!

Rain, falling quietly. This spring rain has driven away the traces of winter, made spring more beautiful and made people love spring more. Look! Trees shoot green buds, grass drills out of the ground, and even buildings seem to straighten their backs. What a refreshing experience!

In spring, when the first spring rain comes, we don't need to worry about unpleasant things, because when the first spring rain comes, people's hearts have been washed. Isn't it? The first spring rain represents a new beginning.

There are all kinds of rains all year round. However, I only loved the first affectionate drizzle that spring. ...

Composition: the first spring rain

When I got up in the morning and opened the window, I saw that it was raining in Mao Mao outside. The air was moist and fresh, and my mood suddenly improved. The drought in the grassland has lasted for a long time, and the wind blew all day yesterday. The wind is mixed with fine sand, and the air is dry, which makes people feel impetuous. Maybe the sandstorm every spring is used to it now, and there are several sandstorms at this time of year. Without this thing, it would be very unexpected. According to the original statement, gloomy weather will make people feel bad, but now it is just the opposite, or people have been expecting this spring rain for too long. Everyone who goes to the canteen to eat in the morning laments the goodness of this spring rain. Didn't everyone already eat when they said hello? But rain is a good thing. The rain is so comfortable that everyone has a faint smile on his face.

I hope it will rain longer. Spring rain is generally slow and thin, which belongs to the feeling of moistening things and being silent. This is the scene in front of us, but we can feel the grass on the grassland sucking, drinking the long-awaited rain happily and growing rapidly. I can feel that the grass that has not germinated is trying to break through the soil layer and come out to drink some hard-won rain. Before long, maybe tomorrow, the grassland will be a green grass color, and more larks will be heard. Go for a walk in the grassland tomorrow morning, accompanied by crisp larks.

I don't know if everyone likes green, at least in spring, what I want to see most is green. Green in spring represents vitality, represents vitality, makes people feel happy, and things will be full of vitality. Have people studied the feeling of green? Do many people's companies have to change their decoration colors every year to make their employees happier at work? Every spring, even by bus, I yearn for the green grassland outside the window. The wildflowers on the grassland will bloom later, unlike the peach blossoms and pear blossoms in the city, and there is no bright yellow bloom of the winter jasmine. So if the year is good, you will definitely see a piece of green, which will open your eyes and make you feel completely different from the sea. I am willing to walk on the grassland in spring and walk aimlessly in this vast area.

Diary: the first spring rain

I like the cold of winter, the heat of summer and the coolness of autumn, but I prefer the tenderness of spring and the continuous drizzle of spring.

The spring rain came, and I walked on the path, breathing fresh air and touching the breath of spring, feeling particularly comfortable.

Light rain, as thin as a needle tip, as light as a cow's hair, as smoke and fog, falls silently and drops on my face and body. The buds on the branches leaned out of their cute little heads and looked at me quietly and smiled. Light rain fell naughtily on them. Ha, what a beautiful beaded dress! The wind doll is so naughty, blowing rain everywhere, falling on the tree, on the grass and on my face.

Inadvertently looked up and saw a new green in the distance. That's a tree, that's grass, and that's the messenger of spring. I can't help walking there quickly. Hey, where is the grass? I want to know, why are they missing? A closer look reveals a smile on her lips. The grass is too small, it is light green from a distance, but it is not clear when you look closely. I took a deep breath and was intoxicated. How charming this strange scenery is! Looking up, I saw a layer of aperture on the edge of the cloud, which was the light of the sun. Oh, how strange and wonderful the scenery is!

Rain, falling quietly. This spring rain has driven away the traces of winter, made spring more beautiful and made people love spring more. Look! Trees shoot green buds, grass drills out of the ground, and even buildings seem to straighten their backs. What a refreshing experience!

In spring, when the first spring rain comes, we don't need to worry about unpleasant things, because when the first spring rain comes, people's hearts have been washed. Isn't it? The first spring rain represents a new beginning.

There are all kinds of rains all year round. However, I only loved the first affectionate drizzle that spring. ...