Write a composition about rain, 450 words.

Rainy days really look like children's faces. It's hard to understand that it changes as it says. These days, my weather is very hot. Suddenly, it rained. Suddenly, I feel much cooler. Maybe this is an unexpected gift from God. I like rain, because the air is fresh after rain, and rain is still fertilizer for grass! Rain silently washes away the coat for the earth, and rain silently washes away the beautiful hair for the willow. Rain slowly moistens the earth and the whole world, making this beautiful world more beautiful and charming. Sitting in a chair by the window, watching the rain fluttering and listening to the crackling sound of the rain hitting the ground, it feels like a wonderful music it gave to the world. It makes the world pure and clear. Flowers are immersed in the gentleness of rain, and every drop of water on them seems to have a hint of fragrance and coolness. The grass seems to be playing with the rain, as if it were a beautiful girl. Listening to the rhythm of the rain, she couldn't help dancing. Make the whole world more dynamic. In an instant, it rained heavily, and pedestrians ran around the road with colorful umbrellas, swaying like small mushrooms that had just sucked nutrients. Raindrops as big as beans fall like a broken pearl necklace. When the water drops hit the soil, a refreshing fragrance floated, giving people a refreshing feeling. The rain has been raining, washing away the sadness in people's hearts and the irritability in people's hearts. Let me go. Keep raining! Until the earth stops crying, until the air is no longer polluted, until the world is completely changed.

Write a composition about 450 words about rain. Rainy weather really looks like a child's face. It's hard to understand. It changes when you say it.

These days, my weather is very hot. Suddenly, it rained. Suddenly, I feel much cooler. Maybe this is an unexpected gift from God.

I like rain, because the air is fresh after rain, and rain is still fertilizer for grass! Rain silently washes away the coat for the earth, and rain silently washes away the beautiful hair for the willow.

Rain slowly moistens the earth and the whole world, making this beautiful world more beautiful and charming.

Sitting in a chair by the window, watching the rain fluttering and listening to the crackling sound of the rain hitting the ground, it feels like a wonderful music it gave to the world.

It makes the world pure and clear.

Flowers are immersed in the gentleness of rain, and every drop of water on them seems to have a hint of fragrance and coolness.

The grass seems to be playing with the rain, as if it were a beautiful girl. Listening to the rhythm of the rain, she couldn't help dancing.

Make the whole world more dynamic.

In an instant, it rained heavily, and pedestrians ran around the road with colorful umbrellas, swaying like small mushrooms that had just sucked nutrients.

Raindrops as big as beans fall like a broken pearl necklace.

When the water drops hit the soil, a refreshing fragrance floated, giving people a refreshing feeling.

The rain has been raining, washing away the sadness in people's hearts and the irritability in people's hearts.

Let me go. Keep raining! Until the earth stops crying, until the air is no longer polluted, until the world is completely changed.

450 words of lightning and thunder, flowers and trees, spring, summer, autumn and winter ... these are all treasures given to us by nature.

Among these treasures, I like the sound of rain best.

Spring rain is always so warm and kind.

She often walks with the spring breeze.

Drive away the cold in winter.

Wake up the sleeping earth and hibernating animals.

The earth is covered with a green coat: willows sprout, peach blossoms bloom, grass is green and tender, and birds begin to sing again.

The little white rabbit is going to invite the little turtle to hold the tortoise-rabbit race again.

The farmer's uncle began his busy spring ploughing production again.

Sow the seeds of spring and prepare for the harvest in autumn.

The rain in summer is always so crazy.

Always accompanied by this typhoon, Lei Gonggong and Dianpo are a pair.

Had a big fight.

The heavy rain took the couple as if to engulf the whole world.

However, it is a paper tiger and looks fierce. In fact, it can't jump for days.

Even so, I still hate it.

Autumn rain is a lovely key, it is cool and gentle, gently, gently, when you don't pay attention, it opens the door to autumn.

Autumn rain ripens fiery sorghum, ripens lantern-like pears, ripens golden rice fields, fragrant osmanthus, golden autumn chrysanthemums, fiery roses and holy lilies.

Rainbow after rain, the fragrance of fruit after rain ... I was intoxicated by this autumn rain.

The rain in winter is always so cold that it seems a bit ominous.

That raindrop hits your face with the cold wind, and it hurts like a needle.

After a rain, it will be ten percent cold.

Maybe you will have a high fever of over 39 degrees! Snuff and sneezing together, DC three feet.

Therefore, I don't like the rain in winter.

The sun chased the dark clouds and lit up the earth, and the white clouds rushed to the blue sky to play.

Pushing open the window, a faint earthy fragrance came face to face, and the air was particularly fresh.

The branches of willow trees were washed bright green by rain.

As soon as this gust of wind blows, it shakes off some water droplets left on the leaves from time to time.

The weather is better and the air is fresher after the rain.

After the baptism of rain, every wild flower and grass is so bright that even colorful butterflies can't compete with it.

Coupled with the faint fog in the mountains, this dreamlike mystery led me to a colorful world.

Rain makes people cool and comfortable. I like rain.

Write a 450-word composition Rain "sasha vujacic sasha vujacic" on the topic of rain. The silky rain falls from the sky, the raindrops are so small and the rain curtain is so dense. Several plants in the house are decorated with pearls.

The ground is covered with raindrops and I want to put on a layer of yarn.

Standing in front of the window, raindrops are like catkins floating in young fields, thin and continuous.

The breeze blew, and the rain curtain tilted, like a line running towards vegetation and walls.

I stretched out a hand and let the fine rain fall on my hand, feeling cold and icy, and rolled from my palm to the ground.

The grass is swaying gently in the drizzle, the breeze is playing sweet music, and the flower bones seem to see the beauty of the world and open a crack slightly.

In the rain, all the scenery had a party. Raindrop is a singer and a drummer.

It sings on the eaves and the ground, falls from the eaves and dances on the ground; It fell from the eaves and landed on the ground with a click.

Grass and breeze are conductors. Breeze and grass work together. When the wind blows slightly, the grass will command.

Xiaohua is a dancer. She swayed gently in the rain, and her skirt was dotted with several transparent pearls.

Bird is a backup singer. They stood beside the lead singer, singing touching music.

The notes swayed in the air, giving off colorful light.

The party didn't end until after two o'clock in the afternoon.

"sasha vujacic sasha vujacic" raindrops fall and twinkle like pearls and gems.

The "La La La La" party quietly ended! The raindrops stopped beating; Grass and breeze stop the baton; The flowers stopped dancing; Birds stop singing ... "Ding-dong! Hey! " Only the aftertaste after the rain ... I wrote it myself, using the original! Adopt it!

Write a composition about rain 450 words It is drizzling in the campus, and a gray ribbon lingers over the campus like smoke, and I don't want to leave for a long time.

Seeing the scenery in the rain has a unique charm ... When you walk into the campus, the first thing you see is the wisteria on the fences on both sides of the gate.

In the early spring, it was desolate, and there was no vitality on the bare trunk.

Wisteria is so brilliant and charming today.

Bow your head and observe every little flower carefully. Without exception, it is covered with many small drops of water and a little silver light.

After the rain washed away, the rich floral fragrance of wisteria seems to be much lighter, but it is fresher and longer than before.

Turn around and a row of cherry tree girls wave to you in the rain.

Raindrops wet their delicate faces, but it is difficult to hide that thrilling beauty.

Laziness shines on the water like a beautiful flower and acts like a weak willow.

The heart is willing, but the strength is weak. If you get sick in the west, you will win three points.

* * *, snow-white cherry blossoms are distributed in clusters on the branches, which makes the monotonous green more vibrant, incompatible with the gray sky and striking.

Further on, the lonely figures of several maple trees appeared in my sight, and the maple leaves grew quietly on the branches, not ostentatious or frivolous, and did not compete with the world.

A gust of wind blew, and a leaf could not stop the cold. I reached out and caught it, and my heart was even more desolate.

This is a new leaf with clear veins and a little red edge.

Its life can only be spent in obscurity on your way, and the pride of the past no longer belongs to it.

A row of Sophora japonica trees was planted in front of the teaching building. The trunk is quaint, and the winding branches are intertwined, which is quite a bit of a sage like style.

Dark green leaves have been washed away by rain for many times, but they are still like an ink painting, which can't dissolve into bright colors.

Not far away, the dense boxwood is full of vitality, and the new leaves covered with green oil last year are eager to try.

Sophora japonica and boxwood are in sharp contrast, which highlights the diversity of the campus.

I love the campus in the rain! Chapter 2: The campus in the rain is standing in the corridor in front of the classroom, looking out, and the drizzle is flying in the air.

Everything in the rain? They are all fresh and beautiful, and the campus in the rain has a different scenery from before.

The classroom is located in an ancient red brick building, which shows its long history in this gloomy and low tone of continuous rain.

At the moment, looking at this red dish soaked in rain, I feel a little nostalgic.

The next row of brown trees in the porch is particularly green with dark red brick columns. Palm-shaped leaves seem to reach into the air with big hands, perhaps to catch glittering jade beads flying in the air, or to express their joy with these waving hands ... Through the wet path outside the porch, a piece of green comes into view.

Looking at this piece of green, I only feel that I see a poem, which is very fresh and intoxicating.

This green is actually a lawn, which looks like a velvet green carpet.

Today, this "green carpet" is particularly green, isn't it? It is being gently washed away by the drizzle, washing away the dust and trying to reveal its green color symbolizing life.

Around the scattered stone benches in twos and threes, unknown flowers are swaying, like a girl who has just washed and washed by the water, with water drops hanging on her cheeks.

The sky is gray, which harmoniously sets off the gray buildings beside the lawn.

That's our laboratory building.

The experimental building is located in a separate small yard.

This courtyard is antique.

Slate path, washed by rain, has the special flavor of Jiangnan water town.

On the left side of the path, all kinds of large and small green trees surround the window of the experimental building. Some branches are hung with water drops, and some leaves are supported with rain drops, as if naive children are listening to the changes in the campus with their eyes open.

Opposite the tall experimental building, on the left side of the path is a row of small bungalows, which are the reading rooms for us to swim in the sea of books and study.

Although the house is small, the quiet courtyard and pleasant scenery outside the window are very suitable for reading.

The most interesting thing in the yard is the concrete platform at the gate of the yard. At first glance, you may not see any special tricks.

If you look closely, you will find a map of China on the uneven concrete table.

Protruding mountains and sunken valleys are lifelike.

To the southeast of the "Mainland" is the "Treasure Island of Taiwan Province Province", which looks more vivid when it rains. There is rain around the island. Isn't that a piece of Wang Yang? It's really original and amazing! If the sunny campus is like a beautiful and moving poem, then the rainy campus is a lively watercolor painting.

I was deeply attracted by the rainy scenery on this campus.

But I know that what really attracts me is the campus itself, and the rain just exaggerates it.

Composition: When it rains, when it rains, the dark clouds gather slowly, just like a black curtain, mercilessly devouring the last afterglow of the sun. Mountain fog strikes, raindrops are like silver lines, weaving a crystal water curtain.

The earth gradually becomes warm and soft.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and a thunder awakened the seeds of life sleeping in the soil. They greedily sucked the rain on their heads and broke through the ground.

A wet bird gasped in a hurry: "No, I can't fall ... I ... I have to go back to the nest ..." Seeing the nest close at hand, it quickly protected its young with wide wings.

The tree spread its branches and leaves, propped up a green umbrella for the birds and bathed in the heavy rain.

Gnome male-",this damn raindrop crushed my newly woven net. Ouch ... "A spider is complaining endlessly; "Meow, that is, when the master sees me like this, can't he make me a fried meat with bamboo shoots?" A fat cat, muddy beyond recognition, echoed.

Little raindrops completely ignored their harsh words and slipped down with a smile; Thunder and lightning, like a beast that broke through the cage, roared angrily: "Ho ho, none of you can help me!" " "Bamboo shoots poked their heads out, stretched out their waist, tasted the sweet rain, and the grass was not to be outdone, holding its strength and" invited "the small raindrops into the body in one breath.

"Do you know how I maintain my beauty?" Roses are swaying with blood-red petals.

"How about it?" The little wild flower on the roadside asked excitedly.

"Ah, every time you feed this precious rain to the little fish, you don't leave some for your own maintenance.

"The fish in the pond were embarrassed when they heard this. They jumped out of the water one after another, pursed their mouths and returned the dew to the flowers, which made them laugh.

The rain, gradually stopped.

There are gorgeous rainbows hanging in the blue sky, and the world is full of vitality.

Write the composition of rain. 450 words.

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When I was a child, I only regarded rain as my companion.

Whenever it rains, we children always wear rain boots and carry oil umbrellas to fetch water.

Sometimes, we walk in the rain forest with umbrellas, and the sound of rain boots touching the water and our laughter cheering for the rain are all immersed in the rain scene. At that time, in my eyes, rain was a beautiful messenger, because it brought us endless fun! When I was a child, I regarded rain as a kind of * * *.

At that time, several students were more interested in playing basketball and enjoying the heroic spirit on the court.

On rainy days, patting the wet ball barefoot, accompanied by the surge of summer rain.

The sound of charge is far louder than the sound of rain. I am very happy to play more than a dozen balls! At that time, in my eyes, rain was the messenger of * * *, because it brought us endless joy! It is in its infancy and in the prime of its youth.

We are under the pressure of study, family turmoil, friends' feelings and all kinds of misfortunes brought by society, which have brought us countless fears and troubles, and all kinds of psychological depression have caused a lot of harm to my mind.

I always like to tell my troubles to my good friends to lighten my burden.

The starting point of rain is good. It allows us to join hands in the rain scene, let the rain listen to our sins, and let the rain wash away the suffering in our hearts.

In youth, rain is the messenger of listening, because it brings us flawless escape! With the growth of age, people have different views on the feeling of rain and the feeling of rain.

As the calendar turns over day by day, it changes with the changes of the seasons.

This rain makes me feel terrible! Thank you, Yu! Rain is always with you. Rain can talk to you, listen to you and cultivate your interest.

Rain is unique in my eyes. May it do everything for you! ...

The wind has been blowing and the rain has been raining.

The weeping willows on the roadside are like long-haired bitches, shaking their heads all the time, as if to throw off her long hair.

The telephone poles with high-voltage lines have been wailing, as if crying, begging God to stop the wind and rain.

The seedlings in the rice fields all bow in one direction, praying that the weather will clear up soon.

The big ditch and the small canal are full of water. There is a Wang Yang here and a water town there.

In the past, all kinds of vehicles on the expressway were running happily, but they couldn't run far, so they were submerged by the soaring water and came to an abrupt end.

The tiles on people's houses are occasionally blown up by strong winds, like fluttering leaves, which are thrown into the air and then fall vertically.

Rumble, what empty things are blown away by the wind, Pentium, what thin things are torn by the wind.

Raindrops as big as wine glasses smashed the leaves of some plants.

Some lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the pond were swept away by the wind, and some were poured into the water by the wind and rain.

Cattle and horses enter the pen, pigs and sheep pens, chickens and ducks enter the cage, and cats and dogs drill holes.

No pedestrians can be seen on roads and driveways, and no animals can be seen in the wilderness.

The sky is a mist, and all objects are covered by a huge water curtain.

People hiding in the house were suddenly stung by a dazzling lightning, and everyone immediately covered their ears, but they could still hear. A burst of thunder rolled over their heads, as if tearing something heavy in the air, and then they heard the rattle of the window glass.

Swish, swish, the raindrops, which were a little smaller before, kept rushing down like sifting beans.

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