How to write a composition about the feeling of rainy days?

1. My feelings about rain in rainy days 《 I have a date with drizzle 》 When I miss rain, I am like a seedling eager for rain.

No matter how heavy or small the rain is, if it is early in the morning, it will be cool and relaxing to wake up from my dream with me. Fresh and bright, I can rely on my mood one day.

If the rain falls in the daytime, it will wet the dust in my heart, and an inexplicable sadness will become a poetic scene in the cool breeze. Everything is quiet, the noise sinks into the water of the city, everything flows away, only the sound of falling rain.

So I went out, didn't want to bring an umbrella, and let all the depression flow under my feet. At that time, I entered the fairy tale.

Everything is wet except those who hide. It's good. Everything was quiet, except for the rain beating on my face like a small window at midnight. When listening to the rain in the middle of the night, the dream is in the rain and the rain is in the dream.

Suddenly far away and near, my thoughts have the ancient rhyme of Zen, and in the touch of nature, I am moved to render an elegant dream. Today, the rain is coming again. When I am walking on the road, I don't know where to throw my bad heart. It shocked people far and near and everything that moved.

I stopped to wait for rain. When the first raindrop suddenly landed on my nose, it made me feel comfortable and sour.

When my hair is soaked, when my clothes are soaked, when I see all the people hiding, I feel the exquisiteness of the whole body and the clarity of every detail, and I have a desire to cry. I walked, avoiding people's pointing fingers and being close to the rain like a fool.

I don't want to go back or hide. When the coolness of my body seeped into my heart, I found that there was water on the road, and the depressions and soil all flowed away with the rain. Everything has passed, and the world has become fresh and bright again.

I found a wet butterfly under the branches and leaves of the roadside flower bed, struggling to climb a blade of grass. I think if the butterfly can change its mood, it will be as comfortable as the snail next to it (the snail walks like me), and it will turn this terrible rain into a comfortable bath.

What about me? I can take being caught in the rain as a way to relieve my mood. Why can't I apply my openness, tolerance and interest in rain to every rainy day? Am I just a snail who likes to get wet? It's nice to be in the rain. If you can communicate quietly with the wind and rain, instead of rushing away or wandering in the rain because of sadness, you can observe the boredom of the city and the emotional scab peeling off one by one, slowly showing the green leaves of memory and the fresh heart. Rain is the messenger of heaven and earth, nourishing and inspiring everything in the world.

I can't help but appreciate the feeling I get because I love the rain. I saw the lights on one by one, shining in houses of different heights, which set each other off.

I seem to be a lifetime ago, giving birth to the worship of people and kindness to all things. For life, all the differences are in the house and the lamp.

I went back and dried my wet clothes with a wet mood. Other references: 1. Spring rain is the gentlest.

If the spring rain comes, try to let it wipe your face. That kind of feeling is very gentle, just like mom touching your face gently, which is very comfortable. After the spring rain, flowers and plants will be more colorful.

Spring rain is their nourishment. Summer rain is the most * *.

Rain hits the eaves, and the glass makes a "Hua La" sound, which makes people feel that Yu Xia is like a crazy bee, constantly chirping. It's hard to be hit in the face by summer rain. It hurts like a small stone in the face.

Autumn rain is a combination of spring rain and summer rain Autumn rain sometimes sweeps across the earth, but sometimes it falls like a gasp.

However, autumn rain is the messenger of harvesting fruits. After the autumn rain, the farmer's uncle felt much more relaxed, because the harvest day came.

Winter rain, like an ancient woman, rarely appeared. If it rains in winter, it is likely to snow.

It is flying in the sky. At this time, the children are happy and can have fun again.

Rain brings freshness to our world. Every time it rains, the earth is as fresh as a filter. 2。

Rain is weak and the lightest thing in the world. It can't knock down heavy reinforced concrete buildings. And the tile house, with raindrops on it, jingled and immediately made a pleasant sound.

People who live in huts are also blessed to be close to nature in the rain. When the rain is sudden, the sound is generous and violent, just like hundreds of horses singing together, Malik gallops.

As the rain slows down, the sound becomes weaker and seeps into your heart gently, like the breeze in your ear in warm spring. These tiles seem to be specially laid for rain. They play dutifully, and the hearts of those who listen to the rain will overflow with endless affection. People like to sit quietly and listen to the rain when their hearts are full of nostalgia and regret.

The old people have the ambition of "lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain and dreaming of the iron horse glacier"; Dying beauty has the bitterness of "raindrops brighten yellow leaves and lights illuminate my bald head"; Acacia lovers have the vision of "the phoenix tree is raining, and it will drop at dusk"; Affectionate poets have the daydream that "the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers." Rain has become an emissary for people to decorate their feelings and place their wishes.

In my spare time, I was lucky enough to go back to the place where I used to listen to the rain. It happened to be raining lightly that day, and I heard the familiar and unfamiliar sound of rain.

In the mist, there is a strange mood in the rain, and we haven't communicated for a long time. It keeps me away and shows me that it is strange to me, but I can feel the breath of its existence from the deepest part of my consciousness.

There is a sense of carefree waking from a dream and a sense of vicissitudes after confusion. Oh, what I met in the rain was the self separated from time and space, and it was telling me everything before.

I hesitated. I asked myself: Who am I? Still the old me? There is a saying: "Young people listen to singing on the rainy floor, and the red candle is faint." In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. "

Different life situations make people feel different when listening to the rain. However, listening to the rain is all about listening to the dialogue of the soul, listening to the flow of true feelings and listening to the flow of years.

In addition to the echo of the years, the sound of rain also brings regrets of the past and melancholy that I want to talk about again. There seems to be only light rain in this tile house.

2. Writing in rainy days is the feeling of rainy days. Whenever it rains, I want to stay at home alone, sit by the window, read quietly, and write down my composition and diary casually. (Because I think this weather is particularly inspiring, hehe) Looking out of the window, I will think quietly, recall the past and let memories fill my world.

This feeling should be very good! Maybe I've done this before, so every time it rains, such a scene will come to my mind, so I miss it so much now! I like rain very much. I like to get caught in the rain on rainy days and let the rain hit my face, so no one will notice my tears. I like watching the rain wash away everything on the earth, and I like watching inexperienced children swim in the rain without restraint. I like rainy days. When it rains, it gets dark. Perhaps this is why I hide in the corner and enjoy the loneliness of a person, and let the night surround me.

This feeling makes me want to stay. In the classroom, looking at the heavy rain outside, the students in the corridor are in a hurry, and the students in the classroom are noisy, I put on my headphones and listened to the familiar melody "If We Love" over and over again. If we fell in love a long time ago, I believed for the last time that it would last forever, what would it be like ... Music filled my world and cut off those sarcastic noises. I quietly watched the rain continue to fall and the pedestrians continue to walk, just like

Gradually, I like loneliness and get used to being alone. ? .

3. The feeling of rainy days, write a diary of providence.

I like rain very much. I like to get caught in the rain on rainy days and let the rain hit my face, so no one will notice my tears. I like watching the rain wash away everything on the earth, and I like watching inexperienced children swim in the rain without restraint. It's raining again. Every rainy day, I want to stay at home alone, sit by the window, read quietly, write down my composition and diary casually, (because I think this weather is particularly inspirational, hehe) look out the window, think quietly, recall the past, and let memories fill my world.

This feeling should be very good! Maybe I've done this before, so every time it rains, such a scene will come to my mind, so I miss it so much now! I like rain very much. I like to get caught in the rain on rainy days and let the rain hit my face, so no one will notice my tears. I like watching the rain wash away everything on the earth, and I like watching inexperienced children swim in the rain without restraint. I like rainy days. When it rains, it gets dark. Perhaps this is why I hide in the corner and enjoy the loneliness of a person, and let the night surround me.

This feeling makes me want to stay. In the classroom, looking at the heavy rain outside, the students in the corridor are in a hurry, and the students in the classroom are noisy, I put on my headphones and listened to the familiar melody "If We Love" over and over again. If we fell in love a long time ago, I believed for the last time that it would last forever, what would it be like ... Music filled my world and cut off those sarcastic noises. I quietly watched the rain continue to fall and the pedestrians continue to walk, just like

Gradually, I like loneliness and get used to being alone. ? .

I am a snail with a small house on my back. I like rainy days and living in wet places best.

Every rainy day, that is, when I am ready to move, only through the lubrication of rain can I move all the way to another wet and dark place along the wet path and the slightest light rain. If it is sunny, I dare not go out, and I will be baked into a snail by the hot sun. How miserable! One day, it was sunny and the sun scorched the earth. I played with butterflies for a while and then fell asleep. In the afternoon, grandpa thunderstorm came to change shifts, and the rush of rain made the hot weather wet and cool.

At this moment, my good friend frog came and told me to say, "Snail, get up quickly. Grandpa Lei Yu is going on a business trip tomorrow. This is 323131333323635438+03431303231363533E78988E69D8365438. Today, I slept so comfortably that I said to it without opening my eyes, "OK, wait for me, let me finish my dream ..." Then I continued to fall asleep. I don't know how long it took, but the frog called me again: "Snail, hurry up, the rain has stopped, and act quickly while the ground is still wet!" " "I still didn't open my eyes and said," Okay, wait. "

As a result, I slept until the next morning. When I woke up, the butterfly came to me and said, "snail, the frog has been taken away by its mother." What about you? " On second thought, I decided to take the risk of moving. I will try to see how good I am.

So I climbed out of the hole and slowly climbed to another wet place. I climb and climb. I don't know how long it took. I'm beginning to feel that the house on my back is so heavy. I am thirsty and hungry. I encouraged myself to continue. The road has become as hot as fire, and my mucus is running out. It dragged my body to pain. I thought it was over. I really shouldn't be lazy in rainy days! Just when I thought I was going to die, small raindrops began to appear on my head. Next, it rained harder and harder. I took a few sips at once, climbed forward quickly, and finally found a suitable place to live. At this time, I took a deep breath and thought, "Alas, many people don't like rain, but why can't we animals live without it!" " It's sunny when it rains! "I hope my answer is helpful to you \ (o)/~.

5. How to write a composition about rainy days?

The weather is like a big family, and rainy days are one of them. Tick-tock ... there is a beautiful and melodious rain outside. Oh, it's raining in Mao Mao. Maybe it's a stunt on a rainy day. Roof, floor. Everything has become a wonderful piano, and the fluttering rain is countless dexterous and soft fingers, playing one elegant ditty after another. For four days in a row, it didn't come home on rainy days. When it was on guard, it had stopped, got out of the car and hid, but didn't go home. This is a naughty boy.

On rainy days, it becomes a beautiful picture. Countless water drops fall from the sky happily, like a child who will never come out. They fell to the ground and jumped happily, splashing blisters. No matter how heavy it rains, hardworking people still work hard as usual, opening stores, selling vegetables and going to work ... because they have responsibilities and have families behind them, their efforts and efforts are all aimed at making their families happier.

Rain moistens the land, everything and even our hearts. If it rains, please don't turn it away. Please don't complain about the wet weather. It's really annoying You can watch and listen quietly, and you will find that because of the rain, our water resources will not be less, but more. Then you will see that everything wakes up, the soil is covered with green grass, the little head stretches out as far as the eye can see, and the flowers are blooming. It's really beautiful. It makes you feel that the world is so beautiful and so fragrant.

6. How to write the spring breeze in the composition "It's raining, it's good", leaving people with infinite warmth; Mist, flickering, makes people feel very dreamy; The snow in winter falls lightly, making people feel delicate and smart. They are all beautiful, but I don't think they are as beautiful as rainy days.

I used to like rainy days, but I can't find the reason. I just liked them blindly and inexplicably until-

It rained again, and my depressed mood suddenly improved a lot. It seems that the ray of sunshine covered by clouds emerged from the clouds and shone into my heart. I stretched myself, got up and walked to the window, looking at the moving pictures of pedestrians and colorful umbrellas on the road. The weather forecast said it would rain last night, but some people still didn't bring umbrellas. The girl dressed in fashion over there is walking in the rain without shelter. She is going to be soaked to the skin. Suddenly, a fast-moving grandmother came over, held an umbrella over the girl's head and walked into a shop with her. The conversation between them was unknown, and then she saw the girl smiling and watching her grandmother turn around and walk into the rain. Cutting is so tacit, so beautiful! Oh, a man left something in a hurry, and the person behind him picked it up for him and walked a few steps to return it to him. This warm episode makes people sigh: rainy days are really good!

Looking at the crowd running in the rain, my eyes blurred and I couldn't help thinking of rainy days. I brought an umbrella after school, and my parents came to pick me up for something. When I was in a hurry to find a way, my best friend ran away I thought she would gloat first as usual, but she just clung to me with a small umbrella, talking and laughing all the way, enjoying the clear rain, and the rain was attracted by it and got into the umbrella with her peers. At that moment, I really felt so warm! It's sunny when it rains!

Rainy days washed away the dust of the earth, making the world look brand-new and sprouting a thriving green. Rain has also washed people's hearts, making people linger on a long-lost emotion-that is love!

Rainy days make me feel a different kind of warmth; Rainy days let me understand true friendship; Rainy days make me realize the purity and beauty of my heart.

It's sunny when it rains! !

7. It is a good composition on rainy days. How to write a model essay: The rainy season is a quiet season.

The rainy season is a happy season. The rainy season is the season of life ... When it rains, the earth is quiet and everything seems to be purified. At that moment, life disappeared.

Listen carefully, it's raining! At this moment, you don't need to do anything, just listen quietly and savor the happiness. Watching the rain fall quietly, do you feel a little? Yesterday seems to have left, leaving a new beginning.

I like rainy days, a little for no reason. If you insist, I can't describe him in those poetic sentences

I like it pure. Sitting outside the window, the rain slowly falls. At that moment, I felt happy, happy or happy. Sitting by the window, it's quiet and enjoyable.

I can think what I think unscrupulously, and my thoughts are floating around. It's so comfortable Or, think nothing, listen quietly, listen to the rain fall, listen to the rain tick.

I kind of like the feeling of being caught in the rain and not caring about anything. I can be very unscrupulous, abandon the peace on weekdays, I can be very unscrupulous, drizzly and feel the nature.

I once came back by bike on a rainy day. Although I am covered in rain, I feel very happy. I looked at my friend and finally smiled. Because we are not us, in fact, that is us, but we all abandoned us. We are really crazy children! When I am sad, I will expect rain. I can walk carefully along the edge of the rain and feel the purity and nature of the rainy day.

I can feel my heartbeat, too, and then again and again, the rain seems to tell me that indifference is the truth of life. Tick tock, so rhythmic, the truth of life, the beauty of human nature.

It's sunny and rainy.

8. How to write rain on rainy days?

I like rain. The lingering of spring rain and the rustling of autumn rain, especially in rainy summer, are so magnificent and shocking that dark clouds roll, thunder and lightning, wind and rain come and go from time to time. This feeling is indescribable and unparalleled.

In fact, the most beautiful thing is the spring rain. The breeze carries the light rain in Mao Mao, and the willow branches and leaves are misty and full of infinite poetry. The drizzle is like a graceful girl, dancing gently with a gentle waist, brushing your black hair and kissing your cheek. It is so gentle, gentle. Spring rain is as expensive as oil. It nourishes everything on the earth, just like a warm and peaceful mother. A calm mood will not surge into fanaticism.

Autumn rain always gives people a coolness, but it is the desolation that kills everything. It seems to be the calm that should be after the surge of * * *, perhaps the rest after fatigue, and the time to accumulate strength to show yourself again. There is a kind of hope, a kind of expectation full of * * *.

I long for the summer rain. The summer sky is like a child's face. It changes whatever you say. Wind and rain came, thunder and lightning, rain poured down like notes, and the whole world was dark. The trees are swaying in the strong wind, and everything disappears in the rainstorm ... After a strong venting, there will always be beautiful and colorful rainbows on the horizon, just like the bright spots in life.

I like running in the storm. Let the huge raindrops hit the body, wash the cheeks, soak every pore of the whole body, let the rain flow around like a river, and let the thirsty skin greedily feel the intensity of raindrops. Open your arms heartily, face the storm and let out a cry that goes deep into your heart and lungs. At this time, the mood is so excited, so surging, completely dissolved into the madness of the storm! Standing in the rain, I am proud of the four fields, as if heaven and earth were the only one!

Life is like rain, spring rain is gentle, summer rain is unrestrained, and autumn rain grows.

9. It's good to write a composition in rainy days. How to write a satisfactory answer of 2010-10-3010: 54 "It's naive to rain"

Rainy days are suitable for memories and associations. You can trace back to the past or think about the future. On rainy days, it seems that there are many blue elves, giving the world new life.

Whenever the sky misses the earth, it will rain, and whenever it rains outside, light light blue will not be so lonely. For such a lovely little girl, rain is innocent.

Light light blue is a teenage girl, hardworking and brave. She just moved into a simple room in our community a year ago and studied in our school. Because she is in the same class, we often go home together. Light light blue is simple and sincere. Although we haven't known each other for a long time, we have been friends for many years and even talked to each other. Lan Lan's parents are migrant workers from other places. As long as it doesn't rain, the construction site will be constructed. Her parents get up early, go out in a hurry every morning, and drag their tired bodies back to the rented house at night. Sometimes, when I come back late, light light blue has already cooked the meal. Although it's just a simple meal with radish, while I'm still complaining to my parents that braised pork is not delicious, Light Light is carefully preparing a less sumptuous dinner. Light light blue is alone almost every day, and her parents have no time to take care of her. When she came back for dinner at night, she washed and rested early, because she was very tired during the day and lacked communication with light light blue. Light light blue is also very sensible. She never complains, but silently cares about her parents.

I know her family situation and often invite her to my house, but she always refuses politely. I know she is not used to my parents' concern, because she lacks it. The more I do this, the more I want to share with her.

Now, I have formed the habit of paying attention to the weather forecast after the news broadcast every night. There is no TV in the blue house. Every day, she asks me about the weather today. I know there is always an expectation in the blue heart, and that is rain. How much she longs for rain, because rain means that she can finally reunite with her family. Rainy days are sentimental, and rainy days are really good. This gives the family a rare opportunity to unload their fatigue and busyness. You don't have to face a cold house and a pile of bowls and clothes as soon as you get home, and you don't have to bear so many housework and burdens with your immature hands. Every rainy day, she can't wait to get home from school, where someone is waiting for her and the temperature is high at home.

Maybe I know her better and my feelings will infect each other. I will be excited with light light blue in rainy days. That kind little girl is finally no longer lonely, can finally spend the day with a smile, and finally doesn't have to pretend to be happy.

I remember that poem: "The east rises and the west falls, but the road is sunny." I wonder if this "love" should be replaced by another "sunshine" here. I have to admit: it is sunny when it rains.