The composition of Thunderstorm Band 4

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I like thunderstorms in summer.

It was very hot at first, so I sat in the gazebo with a fan and ate ice cream. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, like a black cloth covering the sky. A flash of lightning passed through the black cloth, bringing a faint light to the dark sky. Lei Gonggong did not show weakness, and issued a "rumble" of thunder, which was earth-shattering. The wind is blowing fast. The little tree shook its branches as if waving to people. Blink of an eye, the rain "Hua" underground, and some fell on the window, making a "ding" sound, as if in a concert; Some fall on colorful flowers, like wearing new clothes to send flowers; Some fall on trees and wash the leaves clean; Some fell to the ground, trying to make a natural swimming pool for people. The ducks plopped into the water, and the rain fell on them and gave them a bath. They quack happily, as if to say "so comfortable, so comfortable". Rain fell into the river, causing ripples on the river. People who didn't prepare rain gear hid in Tibet, some strode home, and some used clothes to keep out the rain.

After a while, the rain stopped, the sky brightened and the dark clouds dispersed. People hiding in Tibet come out of their hiding places. People smell the fresh air, frogs croak and sing beautiful songs.

I like thunderstorms in summer, and I prefer the sound of nature.

Thunderstorm, 2 showers and the big sun =? Equal to summer. Summer is a very hot season (nonsense), and it is also a season when everything is full of vitality. Thunderstorm is the main feature of summer. They always come so suddenly and unexpectedly. Thunderstorm itself has three characteristics, which can be described as fast, fierce and short. Thunderstorms often come quickly. It was sunny just now, and suddenly it was dark. Sometimes, holding an umbrella was supposed to cover the sun, but then it rained! Thunderstorms are usually heavy at once, so you will feel like you are in a waterfall. Looking at the window again, the water washes the window layer by layer like scanning, making the outside of the window spotless. Although the thunderstorm is very heavy, the time is short. People often feel cool after a long thunderstorm, but a short thunderstorm is wrong, but it has side effects. After pouring a layer of water on the ground, not only did it not suppress the heat on the ground, but it was steamed by the heat. This is a good thing. People are like entering a real steamer, not only not cold, but also almost steamed! Summer can be "magical", sometimes it is "steamer" and sometimes it is "oven". Summer is like hunger. Try every means to "cook" us!

This morning, it was sunny. I thought it would be like this all day. I'm going to climb the mountain.

We arrived at the foot of Wu Tong Mountain and looked up: Oh, my God! So high! But we climbed up anyway. We climbed and climbed, and finally climbed halfway up the mountain.

In early September, the weather in Shenzhen was really like a baby face. It was always sunny just now. Now the clouds are gathering in the distance and thunder is rumbling. Dark clouds are pressing on us.

It is said that it is not safe to climb the mountain in the rain, so we have to "give up halfway" and go up the mountain again.

Back at the foot of the mountain, it rained cats and dogs, and we ran to the house to take shelter from the rain. Lightning comes and thunder rumbles. Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the sky. Almost at the same time, a loud thunder fell. I feel like a landslide, and the earth is shaking. The rain is pouring down, like pouring rain, and the scenery outside is looming.

Rain comes and goes quickly. It thundered just now, and it was raining cats and dogs. Now, the clouds are changing and the sun is rising. Another beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky.

We are on our way home, too!

With the arrival of summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and a hearty rain has undoubtedly become the most enjoyable enjoyment of this season.

Today, the sky is cloudy and there is no sunshine. I know it will rain soon.

The first is the exciting music played by thunder and lightning. Soon, more white lines appeared in the sky. They landed on the ground and water, making small ripples and rustles. It didn't take long for it to rain harder and harder, as if a swaying water curtain had risen between heaven and earth, hanging between heaven and earth, which was beautiful.

The heavy rain is still pouring down, the land dried by the hot sun is soaked by water, and all kinds of flowers and plants are stretched out, as if celebrating the heavy rain. They suck up the rain and wash away the dust of the past, all of which are brand new. I seem to hear them thanking the heavy rain!

Soon after, the rain gradually weakened and finally stopped. After the rain, I breathed fresh air and enjoyed the beautiful flowers and trees. I can't help feeling relaxed and happy. I can't help saying, "It's raining! You are so cute! "

Summer rain, you rejuvenate the thirsty land and add fun to the boring life; Turn that hot summer into a cool autumn day …

A heavy rain in summer is the most beautiful symbol of this season.

Out of the school gate, it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs. Before I noticed, the rain wet my clothes. I hurried back to the door and suddenly remembered the umbrella in my bag. I was relieved and propped up my umbrella to go home.

In an instant, it rained harder and harder. Thousands of raindrops, like powerful fists, hit the ground and landed on umbrellas, splashing pieces of water. The rain falling from the umbrella shed is like a line, flowing continuously. My back is wet. There was thunder in the sky, and the rumble resounded through the sky. Such a spectacular sight scared me.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the rain has accumulated into pools of water. No matter where you step on it, it will splash water everywhere. The shoes are wet. I dare not run on the tiles. If you are not careful, you will fall down, and if it hurts, you will not get up.

There is a large area of water on the asphalt road, and the car is coming. Who dares not let go? Pants are wet.

Thunderstorm is such a feature: changeable. It's like saying it rained cats and dogs before. After a while, it stopped and fell down again, getting bigger and bigger.

If the rain stops and someone takes the umbrella off his head, it will be miserable. You may be lucky, but you are unlucky, and you will get wet after a while.

It took me three or five minutes to get home. But I still can't stop sighing: "Alas, this weather! The clothes are wet! "

"Thunderstorm" fourth grade composition 6 "Children's face changes three times a day in summer", just shining in the hot sun. In the blink of an eye, it was dark and dark clouds were pulled up from the northeast corner. Then a flash like a silver snake flashed through the air. Suddenly, with a loud noise, the muffled thunder exploded. It was deafening and the earth shook.

Then, in the lightning, white raindrops fell from the sky, and the rain became heavier and heavier, like frying peas, watering and watering, splashing white water in ponds and buildings, and the sound of rain gradually changed from "dadada" to "rushing" like a piece of music. Mountains, rivers, fields and towns are shrouded in white rain curtains. The heavy rain "crashed" like the Tianhe burst its banks and poured down. Suddenly, the storm, lightning and thunder, heaven and earth are hard to distinguish. There is only a white and bright water world.

I stood at the window and looked up. I saw the tall buildings in Linyi City shining with silver light, standing tall and unshakable.

It was very hot at first, so I sat in the gazebo with a fan and ate ice cream. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, like a black cloth covering the sky. A flash of lightning passed through the black cloth, bringing a faint light to the dark sky. Lei Gonggong did not show weakness, and issued a "rumble" of thunder, which was earth-shattering. The wind is blowing fast. The little tree shook its branches as if waving to people. Blink of an eye, the rain "Hua" underground, and some fell on the window, making a "ding" sound, as if in a concert; Some fall on colorful flowers, like wearing new clothes to send flowers; Some fall on trees and wash the leaves clean; Some fell to the ground, trying to make a natural swimming pool for people. The ducks plopped into the water, and the rain fell on them and gave them a bath. They quack happily, as if to say "so comfortable, so comfortable". Rain fell into the river, causing ripples on the river. People who didn't prepare rain gear hid in Tibet, some strode home, and some used clothes to keep out the rain.

After a while, the rain stopped, the sky brightened and the dark clouds dispersed. People hiding in Tibet come out of their hiding places. People smell the fresh air, frogs croak and sing beautiful songs.

I like thunderstorms in summer, and I prefer the sound of nature.

This Friday afternoon, just after the third Chinese class, suddenly, the clear sky turned into a dark cloud. Many people predict that it will rain for a while, but some students and I don't think so. I said, "It can't rain. It doesn't taste like rain at all. "

We packed our schoolbags and lined up in the corridor. Everyone was quiet and lined up, and Teacher Mao gave the order to "set out". We have just walked a few steps and haven't reached the stairs yet. God, like a child, began to cry, and then it rained heavily. Raindrops, big and small, fall. Teacher Mao said, "It's raining anyway, so most students can't go back. Just recite the text at school, and those with umbrellas can go. " Everybody in position. Some people go home alone with an umbrella; Some people are scrambling to call their parents. Others simply go downstairs and wait for reinforcements to arrive; Someone wants to rush out of school at the speed of 100 meter and ride home. However, they are too careless. As soon as they go out, they will be like a drowned rat. Teacher Mao walked out of the classroom and everyone was discussing how to go back today. At this time, everyone was frightened by a thunder. My body can't help shaking, and the whole school seems to be shaking. Then, another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, as if the mirror suddenly cracked. It was the students who were afraid and blocked their ears for fear of thunder again.

In this way, until five o'clock, the water rose very high, and the highest place could reach about five centimeters. Fortunately, I don't have to go, but my feet are still wet.

"Thunderstorm" fourth grade composition 9 Click to flash white light, like waving a sword; Thunder rumbled and I wanted to beat drums in the air. Then, raindrops as big as soybeans fell one after another. Tick-tock, tick-tock ... The noise is getting louder and louder, and the pouring rain is coming. The rain is very violent. At this moment, the air seems to be thrown by ghosts and gods, spreading thousands of lines from the gray clouds and gradually sewing up the heavens and the earth. It's still raining, and the columns of rain shoot obliquely at the ground like rows of sharp arrows.

After a long time, the thunder gradually weakened and the raindrops gradually became smaller. After a while, Grandfather Sun smiled brightly again. Look at the small trees on the road, swaying gently, and the freshly washed green leaves are glittering and translucent.

In this way, quietly, watching the rain wash away the lead in the world, watching the countless acacia woven by the rain. It is a kind of rest, a kind of practice and a kind of enjoyment. Let the unique gift of nature wash away all my unhappiness and depression, and let the drizzle soothe my tired heart. Listen to the rain, let the harmonious melody of the rain give you a moment of peace and harmony. The sound of falling, the feeling of raindrops knocking on the window, the sound of rain can hypnotize and disturb your dreams, and can also relieve your thoughts and remind you of the past.

Thunderstorm fourth grade composition 10 The sky is gloomy and the wind and sand are rolling. The branches danced wildly, the cicada's song disappeared, and the dragonfly flew very low. People are busy collecting stalls and clothes, or walking and trotting.

The overwhelming dark clouds are like fierce demons. They picked up a stick and split it into the sky, only to see yellow cracks, as if the sky were broken and debris would fall down at any time. Then, the sound of "rumbling" came, like a landslide, and the earth was shaking.

Bean-sized raindrops fell in twos and threes, getting denser and denser, and turned into a downpour. The rain hit the umbrella hard, "bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! Rain hits the stream, causing ripples, such as fingerprints and annual rings, which slowly spread and overlap, become garbled and disappear. The rain jumped onto the road again, splashing countless small bubbles, a gust of wind blowing, rolling water and rolling up waves.

"sasha vujacic, wow!" Pedestrians rushed into nearby shops; The driver parked his car in a higher place to prevent the vehicle from being soaked in water; Children at home cover their ears with their hands and hide in their mothers' arms, expecting the sun to come out soon.

Slowly, slowly, the dark clouds faded, the sky brightened and the rain stopped. The industrious spider began to mend the net, and the cicada opened his voice and shouted: cicada, cicada! Bees are going to collect pollen. The children ran out to play!

Composition for the fourth grade of thunderstorm 1 1 The bell rings after school. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky and split it in half. Then it was like someone yawned in the sky. With a muffled sound, it began to rain.

Several students shouted from the teaching building: "Oh, my God!" "It's raining so hard, how can I go back?" "Wow, I didn't expect it to be so big so soon!" Dad came to pick me up. We ran all the way into the parking lot with an umbrella. We want to get on the bus when it rains less. However, the rain did not stop. We had to run all the way to the car. As soon as I got on the bus, I found my shoes soaked, and my schoolbag and pants were all wet. Look at our mess! Alas, this rain!

The road surface is potholed, even if it is a little sunken, it can be filled with water and will not flow out. Dad reduced the speed to one third of the normal speed. This will throw a lot of water on the road. Large and small rain drops on the ground, on the roof, on the umbrellas and raincoats of passers-by, just like symphonies played by singers and popular songs sung. Those raindrops are as big as pearls and fall on the window, which is basically blurred. Looking through the window, you can only see the color of the object, but you can't see the shape of the object; A little blowing will give people a feeling of unspeakable.

There was another flash of lightning in the sky, followed by a rumble of thunder. It's raining harder and harder. The cars on the road are on, and there are more and more lightning, like a black and white abstract painting. Which artist painted such a beautiful picture in the sky?

The rain stopped quietly, the dark clouds cleared and it was bright again. Alas, this rain is really beautiful!