Compare sunny and rainy days, and write a composition of 100 words.

Today, it is cloudy here. A huge shadow hangs over the world, and the dark clouds come down and cover the earth thickly. The air is fresh, but there is no fragrance of earth.

This kind of weather will inevitably make me a little lost, as if my heart was covered with a gray cloth. The lost land seems to have been flooded by a heavy rain. Cold and empty.

The square to be demolished behind the house is scattered. Various colors, and covered with moss. Gray, white and khaki are all red tile roofs. Colorful, but it seems to be covered with a layer of gray gauze.

The sky in the distance is getting lower and lower, as if it were going to collapse. Gray-black, with dark clouds. I know it will rain soon. I know that a rainstorm is coming. Perhaps accompanied by bursts of thunder and dazzling lightning. So I closed the doors and windows, unplugged the power, opened a book of Sanmao, sat on the sofa, read quietly, and waited for the storm to come.

The sky began to make a heavy roar, I know, it was grandma Feng. The closed window gave a shrill cry of "whoops ...". I subconsciously hugged my legs.

Suddenly, the rainstorm poured down from the black sky like splashing water. Without warning, people were caught off guard.

Sure enough, accompanied by bursts of thunder and dazzling lightning. The world seems shrouded in darkness. There are no pedestrians and no vehicles in the street.

I am thinking: Has everyone in the world disappeared? So the more I think about it, the more scared I am. I called K at the risk of thunder. I was relieved when the phone was connected.

Now, it is windy again. What I fear most is the wind. The sound is unbearable to me. The window kept roaring, resisting the attack of Feng's mother-in-law.

I hid in my room, holding the quilt. Very, very scared.

After the rain, the weather was just right, and the clouds in the sky swept like waves. The sky in the distance is clear and full of haze.

So, here is sunshine and there is darkness. The heat wave kept beating my body, my face was sultry, and the ground gave off upward heat flow, so I didn't want to move. In a flash, the sun hid in the clouds, and the world showed a dark posture. The sky seems to be on my head, and it may fall at any time, making people breathless.

Then —————————— The sun reappeared like hide and seek, but "still hid half of her face in front of us behind her guitar".

This, for the sun, is just the tip of the iceberg, but for us, it is already the light of the whole world.