How to write windy weather in composition

The wind is always mysterious, "come and go without a trace." Sometimes it brings great joy to people, and sometimes it brings some unhappiness to people.

Spring has come, and the spring breeze is blowing everything on the earth slightly. The grass stretched and lowered its head to put on new green clothes; Young trees, swaying, take off their yellow robes, gently pick up their green robes and put them on their shoulders; Birds flew by and sang in the trees ... the spring breeze blew and they began to dance happily with it.

Summer is coming, the weather is sultry, and the sun father-in-law is relentlessly sending out a fierce fire to the world. At this time, how people hope that the wind will come soon! The wind seemed to hear people's call and came at once, bringing cool wind so that people can enjoy the coolness in summer. The wind is smiling and working happily for people.

Autumn is coming, and the wind is coming. It picked up a "magic brush of Ma Liang" and dyed leaves, orchards and fields golden, just like those lovely smiling faces. The golden wind not only brings gold, but also brings the joy of harvest, magical colors and cool air.

Winter is coming, and the golden world has turned into a vast expanse of white in a blink of an eye. The north wind blew violently. It's not as warm as spring, but it comes quickly, manganese, broken branches, blowing home children, blowing ... everyone is afraid of encountering the north wind again.

The wind, sometimes like a loving mother, sometimes like a crazy tiger ... the wind is always unpredictable and unpredictable.

Everyone says the spring breeze is beautiful, but I think the breeze in summer is more changeable, no less than the spring breeze.

One summer day, I was walking in the street, and the street was steaming. People come and go, weak, and the whole city is shrouded in sleepiness. I, no, people are eager to blow a little cool air. Puweixin is imported from America.

But suddenly, I felt the wind. It passed me so lightly. Although I can't see it, I seem to see a dancer dancing. Its arrival makes people raise their heads. People become more greedy and want to feel the cool wind again.

The wind is blowing harder and harder. It changed from cool wind to muddy wind. Because it rolled up all the dust on the ground and flew all over the sky. People can't open their eyes. I went home angrily. This wind is really disgusting.

Perhaps because of people's disgust, the wind became angry. It made enough effort to blow it up, and it changed from turbid wind to gale. It roared by, and the leaves rustled, just like people grinning, as if under the command of the wind, to scare people away.

At this time, the wind, like a cleaner, rolled up all the dust on the ground, but unfortunately it didn't have a dustpan and swept the dust all over the sky; The wind at this time is like a commander, ordering people to wear sunglasses. In fact, it is only because of the poor skills of being swept by the wind. At this time, the wind is more like a shepherd's baby, herding all the black sheep together, gathering together, the clouds are getting dark, the days are getting shorter and the light is getting dark. ...

It's too late to say now, but it's too soon. First a few drops of water, one drop, two drops, three drops, "Hua!" The rain poured down. The song sings, "Come on, it's raining, people are running all over the street;" Yes, yes, taxis have a very good business ... "Isn't this the scene?" June day, baby face ",the rain was unexpected, so we didn't bring an umbrella. Seeing everyone's mess, the wind proudly shuttled through the rain and roared in the rain. Look at its pride! Tmall

After the rain, the gale has long since disappeared. The rest is its little sister, the breeze.

Here, it is still a light body, and beautiful dance moves around. The difference is that the sky is bluer, the flowers are brighter, the trees are greener, people are more energetic and the air is unusually fresh ... at this time, I think the wind is colored, it is colored.

Oh, this is the summer wind. This is a colorful and changeable artist.