Six diaries for observing the weather, 50-20 words.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, which were gray and heavy. The leaves on the trees did not move and the cicadas did not make any noise.

Suddenly, there was thunder and lightning, and it began to rain in Mao Mao. Thousands of filaments, rippling in mid-air, drizzling, like a pilot, bravely jumped down from the clouds and took a cold bath for the green fields. The wheat seedlings drank enough water and kept nodding. The wild rose becomes more delicate after being washed by rain. A diary for observing the weather. The wet and dirty ditch on the roadside became a stage for raindrops. They sang and danced, I jumped out of the glittering bubble, and people hurried by. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, making the windmill turn as if it could not stop. The glass of the fish tank became blurred, and the small fish escaped like a depth charge.

Gradually, the rain became smaller, the pond was full of water, and the birds stuck their heads out.