Yu sixth grade composition

In real life or work and study, the most familiar thing is composition. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. So how to write a general composition? The following is the composition of grade six rain that I helped you organize, which is for reference only and I hope it will help you.

Rain sixth grade composition 1 Rain is shining, little by little are tears, inexplicable heart is like a mirror. There is anxiety and worry hidden inside, and the rest seems to be a little sadness and unspeakable joy. People can't help but stop for it and touch it wholeheartedly. ...

When I leave for school in the morning, the rain has quietly floated down from the clouds, like a dancing elf, naughty, lovely and elegant ... it is so pure, so pure, just like the sad tears of the creator, it is made of pure water, of course it is pure.

I left my umbrella at school, so I simply didn't hold it. I felt it was raining. In the line of sight, there are brilliant silver lines scattered from the sky to the world, so beautiful that I have a moment's absence. Few people hold umbrellas, but most of them walk quickly into the teaching building, and few people will hold umbrellas to experience the rain.

But I'm rarely unaffected. I took a step, and a drop of pearls fell one after another, sliding coolly across my cheek, like dew on my head at dawn. Bing Bing has an indescribable comfort. Being late is a fact that no one can change. Being disturbed by things for a long time, there is almost no time to feel and enjoy a rain. It's rare that I have no distractions in my heart. I should seize this opportunity.

Step by step, the rain fell drop by drop and finally entered the teaching building. I am reluctant to look back at the rain. Farewell, after this time, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to enjoy it again. All the previous experiences were either helpless or complaining, as if I had never settled down to see them. Besides, without a pure heart, no matter how many times you meet, you can't appreciate your unique beauty.

Stepping on the stairs and turning the corner, I looked up and bumped into the handsome face of the Chinese teacher. Perhaps it is still in the artistic conception of rain, and I blurted out "Hello, Miss Li!" In an instant, doubt and surprise flashed by. The teacher nodded slightly. "hmm." I regret saying hello to the teacher when I was late, and I am surprised that my first feeling was not that the teacher could not see or turn a blind eye.

I have cleared my mind of distractions, and I have regained my mood. My heart is as pure as rain, and I prefer rain.

It's dark, there are many little dragonflies in the air, and it's sultry. Suddenly, several flashes of lightning appeared in the sky, and a thunderstorm came. Hearing the rain, people quickly put away their clothes hanging outside. The sound of rain was getting closer and closer, and finally scared my door. The heavy rain clattered.

Trees, grass and flowers in the rain are particularly beautiful. Birds bathe in the rain again, the earth is washed, and children hide under the eaves. While sheltering from the rain, they breathe the fresh air of nature, which is very comfortable.

The heavy rain made the air fresh, so I chose to come to the window and take a deep breath. Light rain dripped into the soil to make it moist. Light rain drips into the bird's nest to give the birds clean rain to drink; Small raindrops are on me, let me play with small raindrops; Light rain drops on people, nourishing people's hearts, making people's hearts more beautiful and kind, and making the world more full of love.

After a while, the rain stopped unconsciously, and a ray of sunshine appeared in the sky. It was the sun father-in-law smiling. A very beautiful rainbow loomed in the sky, which was a smile in the sky. Birds bathe in the coolness brought by heavy rain, flowers enjoy the coolness brought by heavy rain, and people enjoy the beautiful scenery brought by heavy rain. The air has become very fresh. When people breathe such beautiful fresh air, they are all lamenting the magic of nature.

The sultry weather before the rain, the coolness in the rain and the freshness after the rain are all nature. So I love nature, and I love this little bit of nature.

Rain, like a lion, is terrible and respectable.

Before the rain, the sky was gloomy, like a famous lion, showing its majesty in front of people. This frightened the swallow, but in order to feed, it had to fly low, ready to avoid the furious lion at any time. And look at people, people are walking slowly, as if they didn't notice anything. At this time, a strong wind blew, and the tree fell down in fear of being attacked. Even the grass walking on the edge was blown to the east and west, and the damage and injury were terrible. At this time, people suddenly woke up, but it was too late. The angry "lion" took off his blue coat and showed his dark body. He wants to vent all his anger.

I saw it "bared its teeth" and "screamed again and again", as if to engulf the whole world. It is the embodiment of nature and a protest against human beings. At this time, it began to rain. No, it's its sweat. In order to expand its strength, it ran around, only to see the sweat pouring down and turning into rain the size of soybeans through the clouds. The rain pattered on the ground. It seems that the lion has hatred for people in his bones. The lion continued to roar. At this time, it finally began to vent, only to see a flash of white lightning. No, that's not lightning, but the lion's steel claws. Powerful, as if to tear up anything in front of you. After a long time, the lion seemed tired, stopped attacking and walked away slowly.

The lion showed his strength in front of people and blessed the land. Everything on the earth has taken on a new look after baptism. People go out and enjoy the fresh air. The newly sprouted seedlings seem to have just taken a bath, and they are all bright green, as if showing their graceful posture in the wind.

Lion, I want to say thank you. It is your majesty that makes us human beings know that we should not destroy the natural environment to make you angry. It is your compassion that refreshes the world again and again and makes our living environment better and better.

On rainy days, it must be very pleasant to sit by the window and watch the rain clear.

When the spring rain "trickles" into the world, when it falls all over the sky like a silver thread, like a broken petal, everything recovers. Raindrops fell on the stream, and a smile appeared on the stream's face; Raindrops fell on the roof, and the roof played a song. When the rain falls on the branches, maybe there will be a new green here tomorrow, followed by a beautiful sedan chair face. At this time, my thoughts have already drifted to the hometown of Jiangnan. There are bluestone paths in the room with white walls and black tiles, and these things are shrouded in misty rain like gauze. In this quiet alley, a woman dressed in Hanfu walked in the drizzle with an oil-paper umbrella ... Chunyu dare not be such a gentle woman!

If Chun Yu is a gentle woman, Yu Xia must be a warm girl. When Yu Xia met something unpleasant, she was immediately gloomy and soon had an attack. "Scratching" to roll down the big drops of tears. The umbrella face was smashed, and it was smashed with a frown. Things in front of me were smashed and even torn to pieces.

Compared with summer rain, autumn rain is much more elegant, but it is even more bleak in temper. She fell in the cool wind, like a wronged girl, crying in a low voice against the wind. When you look at the gentle hands of autumn rain stroking dead leaves and withered flowers, you will feel a little melancholy in your heart. Perhaps only the word "bleak" can describe autumn rain.

Winter rain is always unwilling to be lonely, but extremely impatient. She likes to hold hands with snowflakes and dance with the wind. It jumps on branches, windows, pedestrians' hair ... Humidity and cold pervade the world and people's hearts. But every time I jump halfway, the winter rain will give up, leaving only snowflakes flying all over the sky.

Sit by the window and watch the rain, taste the world and taste the rain.

The rain in summer is cold and soft, with a little light fog, which is also cool, making people feel like they are in a dream.

Gradually, it began to rain in Mao Mao, dripping and gentle. It must be reminding me with the girl that "it's going to rain heavily, find a place to hide from the rain." People in the street must have received the news and rushed home in unison. The street suddenly became empty.

It didn't take long for it to rain heavily. "Hua-Hua ..." Like a splash, like a waterfall, like a dried-up waterfall suddenly filled with water, it is most appropriate to use the sentence "Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days". If anyone rashly leaves home and walks into the street at this time, he will be drenched! Raindrops pattered on the leaves; Rain drips on the water; The stagnant water that fell on the street was washed away by his companion. All kinds of crisp sounds are intertwined to form a summer music.

The rain gradually stopped in summer. The rain on the car, the rain on the street, the rain on the window, the rain on the railing, the rain on the leaves and the rain on the roses are all so crystal clear, just like transparent elves, so cute that people can't help but reach out and touch them. However, when I met them, these elves all dispersed with a smile, which made curious people have to look for their traces again ... The raindrops on the roses stained their fragrance and made them. Slowly ... getting closer and closer, but accidentally, let the tip of the nose touch the water droplets. At this time, the perfume beads will stick to the tip of my nose and I can't throw them away, as if this is its warm home. ...

This is summer rain, which always brings fresh air. With her company, I won't be lonely all summer.

Early in the morning, when I was still lying in bed, I heard a rhythmic "pattering" sound from the window.

Oh, it must be raining! I quickly got dressed and went down to have a look-when I opened the door, I saw the sky was gray, and the rain was woven from the sky, hitting my face, falling on my face and flowing into my mouth, still cold and cold; The road was splashed with water, and the raindrops jumped up like pearls, scattered naughtily in all directions and soon disappeared without a trace; On the roof, many "crystal balls" fell in succession, forming a dense rain curtain hanging from the edge of the house; Not far away, a tree bathed in the "big bathroom" in spring, bathed heartily, bathed … On the way to school, a group of curious children, holding flower umbrellas, happily chased the raindrops in early spring and listened to the beautiful and harmonious sounds.

Willow also opened its mouth, greedily sucking the nutrients of spring rain, and wicker danced its small body as if welcoming the arrival of spring. In the spring rain, the grass shook its slender waist after sleeping for a winter and enjoyed the dew of the spring rain straight. By the river, a group of snow-white swans flapped their pure wings, and then you chased me, as if there was an internal quarrel; Suddenly, they stopped and began to swim on the water. A breeze blew, the calm lake rippled in the blink of an eye, swans left the water in horror and flew far away ... Swallows shuttled back and forth in the rain, trying to cut the endless spring rain like scissors' tails. At this moment, I remembered an ancient poem by He: I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Walking in the street, people held spotted umbrellas, stepped in small puddles and gradually began to spray water. "Tick-tock" This is the sound of raindrops falling to the ground. I put down my umbrella and watched the misty rain, so that the cold raindrops only felt a little cool on my tongue. The light rain in spring is falling, fluttering and hazy. Come when you say it, leave when you say it, and come in a hurry.

Listen to the rain and listen attentively, and you will be able to interpret the four seasons and realize the true meaning of life!

It's raining in Mao Mao again. Rain moistens the whole world; It quietly flows into stamens from the edge of petals; It gradually seeps into the soil from the top of the grass; It is silently absorbed by the trunk from one leaf to another? ..... Rain makes every life more energetic!

But who would have thought that this rain also destroyed many lives!

The new young leaves were ruthlessly knocked down by huge raindrops; The flowers that just started to bloom also slipped silently; The wheat in the field is also bumped by the rain ... Some delicate lives survived by luck, but if it is a storm all night, which delicate lives can escape this robbery?

Perhaps, some people will ask, "Why don't some things fall down?"

Are they lucky? Of course not. Those who can survive in suffering must be strong-willed, fearless and courageous!

After a heavy rain, the earth was washed, the air was unusually fresh, and birds sang from time to time. When we shuttle between many puddles, we only see fallen life and standing life. On a grass covered with dew, a fallen rose is in sharp contrast with a standing lily. Although the rose has a gorgeous appearance, it is very fragile. When it encounters a rainstorm, only broken stems and petals scattered all over the world are left. But lilies are different from roses. Although it has only white petals, it is not as delicate as a rose, and it still stands a beautiful body after suffering from disasters.

Isn't life like this?

After suffering, some people are extremely strong, while others collapse like soft persimmons.

So, should we be delicate roses or tenacious and brave lilies?

In the living conditions of all natural things, there can be no rain, otherwise, the earth will dry up and we, as human beings, can't survive. However, water can carry a boat and also overturn it. Instantaneous rainstorm often causes people's lives and property losses. For example, Typhoon Morakot hit south-central Fujian and Thailand, causing heavy losses in Thailand's tourism and electronics industries. Wait a minute.

For me personally, rain is the source of happiness in life. When I was a child, when it rained, I happily put on my raincoat and a pair of bright yellow rain boots and jumped hard in front of the big puddle in the garden. "touch!" The spray in the puddle exploded like firecrackers, scaring adults to scream and laugh themselves. This kind of fun in the rain was the most exciting game I felt at a young age.

Now, what I like best is that after a downpour, the sun shines all over the earth and the blue sky is bright. Sometimes beautiful rainbows appear on the horizon to decorate the sky, which makes people feel comfortable and refreshing. After the rain, the fragrant smell of the earth made me suddenly enlightened and all my troubles were forgotten. This is the most effective aromatherapy. On a rainy morning, if I camp in a high-altitude mountain area, I will explore in the hazy and opaque forest, with branches in my hand and explore everywhere. I feel that some kind of deep mountain monster is staring at me, and I have become the prey of the monster, so I have to hold on to the branches tightly, stay alert and guard against the enemy. For me living in the urban concrete jungle, it is a great pleasure to scare myself in the wild fog.

Rain sometimes mercilessly washes away houses, destroys homes, brings disasters, and sometimes creates romantic and interesting life scenes. No matter how elusive the character of rain is, I often see plants grow taller, faster and healthier after being moistened by rain. I think rain is really God's best gift to the earth!

Rain is indispensable for the growth of all things, just like today, after several days of high temperature, there was an unexpected heavy rain in Hangzhou.

In the morning, the weather is sultry, and the sun gives off a burst of scorching light. But somehow, God changed his face when he said-the sky suddenly became overcast, and the leaves rustled and the branches swayed from side to side. Then, the heavy rain with thunderous thunder began to fall, and raindrops the size of soybeans immediately fell from the sky like broken beads, which caught pedestrians off guard. When passers-by saw it, they immediately took out their rain gear at lightning speed, glad that they were not soaked by heavy rain. Other passers-by had to watch themselves get wet. . . . . .

Although the rain has hurt many people, it has not weakened people's joy in the rain at all.

Look, in the park and on the road, people are walking on the road with umbrellas. People greedily breathe the fragrance of nature and the smell of rain, while enjoying the natural wind. A gust of wind blowing head-on, alleviating the heat for many days, will make you involuntarily say: Ah! How cool!

Rain not only makes the air fresher, but also washes the earth.

Look, thousands of raindrops fall on the ground one after another, washing away the dirt for many days for the dusty earth, and also washing away the waste gas and dust left in the air.

In short, in such a hot summer, God has given us a timely rain, which will make us feel refreshed and relaxed! God, thank you!

Rain 6th grade composition 10 Since ancient times, rain in the poet's works is ever-changing, sometimes sad, sometimes happy, but also considerate. "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes." This was written by Du Fu, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, praising the timely arrival of rain and reflecting the poet's joy. Oh, no wonder they say "timely rain". It turns out that rain also has an understanding side!

It's really boring, and the rain elves will do some naughty things. Just as "the dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountains, and the white rain jumps over the boat." You see, the West Lake in the rain, the raindrops are screaming happily, jumping into the small wooden boat on the lake, playing in the wooden boat and having fun. Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. "Look, how naughty the rain elves are. They use banana leaves as keys and play a song called "How many times do people smell". Rain is beating on wooden boats and everything in the world. With their beating, the earth becomes vibrant and radiant. During the play, the dust for many days disappeared in the washing.

Rain has a warm heart, an urchin's heart and a gentle and beautiful appearance. "The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy." The West Lake was covered with a layer of gauze in the drizzle, looming, revealing a hazy beauty. This is just like the author's mood, peace and joy when enjoying the rain. Wrote the beauty of "rain", which can surpass the stone, one of the "four beauties". "Four hundred and eighty halls in the southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy." This sentence is the same as the previous one. In the drizzle, the scenery is hidden in a layer of "mist" What is different from the previous one is the author's mentality. This sentence expresses the author's dissatisfaction with the luxury of the Southern Dynasties. In contrast, don't you write about the poet's mood when he enjoys the rain?

Rain is so considerate, so naughty and lovely, and so lovely. The "rain" in the poem is more vivid than the simple rain scene. It is a pleasure to find this kind of "rain in poetry, love in rain" in poetry, with the poet's mood and scenery as the background.

Today is Valentine's Day in China-Valentine's Day in China. It is said that a fairy in the sky fell in love with a cowherd on the ground a long time ago, and soon they had two children. But the Queen Mother knew about it and took the Weaver Girl back, so the Cowherd went to heaven to find the Weaver Girl with a basket of children, but was blocked by the Queen Mother's Milky Way. The Cowherd wants to scoop out the water in the Milky Way and reunite with the Weaver Girl. The Queen Mother has no choice but to ask the magpies to build a bridge on the Milky Way on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month every year, so that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can meet on the bridge.

On Valentine's Day in China, men should send roses to women. My father and I came out of the barber shop. In the street, I saw many people holding some flowers in their hands, rushing home in the street, as if in a hurry to give them to his sweetheart.

Then I suddenly asked, Dad, why don't you send roses to your mother? Dad said impatiently, what flowers are you going to send when you are so old? After listening to my father's words, I was suddenly disappointed in my father. How could my father do this? Even a 70-year-old man will give gifts to his wife on this day. But no matter what I say, dad just won't buy it unless it's free!

It was cloudy that night and it began to rain soon. Legend has it that when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met, they cried because they missed each other very much. This tear is the rain tonight. On this day, the hair of the magpie will fall off, because the cowherd and the weaver girl step on the body and step off part of the hair, so it will fall off.

The window is open and you can see the sky outside. Dark clouds are accompanied by the sound of rain. I don't understand. Cowherd and Weaver Girl finally met on Tanabata. They should be happy. Why are they crying?

It rains when there are gray waves in the sky. At this time, the suddenly changing sky clapped, and tripterygium wilfordii's ears pricked up and knocked on the drums several times. In an instant, the thunder was loud, as if heaven and earth were shaking together, and it rained even harder.

The rain washed the heavens and the earth, foggy. When the rain falls on the tree, the original light green leaves are instantly dyed dark green, dripping green and dripping green; When the rain falls on the flowers, the already gorgeous colors become more exquisite and beautiful. Rain falls on the ground, white flowers bloom in succession, and the crisp sound makes people happy.

The sound of rain is unforgettable They can be naughty and soon fall on the leaves, rustling; After a while, I fell on the window, "click" and "click", which was very charming and added a lot of interest to the monotonous life. Wonderful notes seem to flow into my heart and body.

The shape of rain is even more magical. There are big ones, small ones, thick ones and thin ones. Sometimes, like a transparent silk thread, it is gently blown up by the breeze and falls to the ground, and the drizzle is lingering; Another example is the silkworm spinning silk, which is so thin that it can't be seen. Sometimes it turns into a downpour, and then it goes away in a hurry. Just like the heavy rain just now, it was just a dream. I woke up too fast.

The rain stopped, there was silence between heaven and earth, and the white fog slowly dispersed, revealing a vibrant scene. The rain stopped, and the birds jumped on the branches and cried happily, as if to say, "Let me liven up the atmosphere!" " "Say, sing loudly, for an instant, the bird euphemistic song is full of harmony between heaven and earth.

This is the rain in my heart, it is so full of vitality and aura.

I like bad weather very much. The wind is very strong, the rain is very heavy, and it is crazy and cold, as if it can make you boil a little more. This is just my personal preference for aesthetics, and I am temporarily isolated from the difficulties it brings.

Many friends know that I like rain, all kinds of heavy rain, light rain and heavy rain. In this weather, my heart is clear and gentle, and I have a kind of gratitude like love for the wet world. When I was a child, I didn't use an umbrella when it rained, and my hair stuck to my head and kept dripping. When I got home, my mother quickly cleaned it for me. I have been smiling sweetly at her, and my mother doesn't know the secret feeling in my heart. I guess I couldn't say it clearly at the time.

Actually, I don't know yet. I may have a strong avoidance mentality. I always feel irritable and dizzy in the sun, and my mind is blank. It's raining and windy, and the outside world is so loud. The world was first occupied by wind and rain, and I was also occupied by wind and rain. The spreading water makes everything difficult to find, and I feel excited and safe.

Those anxieties in my body are broken by raindrops in puddles, which can calm me down for many days. Perhaps this is the nature's temper, too long sunshine is unbearable. It shook its shoulders and cried, screaming and falling down, and finally calmed down. People should not be too impatient, and digesting in heavy rain is also a way.

It's sultry today. After eating a bowl of rice, I was sweating. I suddenly remembered a photo that I like very much. A woman, with her back to her and her head tilted, can see a pure and charming expression, wearing only a thin sand skirt. First she was submerged in the river, then she stood up, her hair and clothes dripping with water obediently. I remembered that kind of beauty and I was a little envious of this plot.

The weather forecast says there will be heavy rain. I'll wait. I want to write something else, but my arm is like a bandit, groping around and not wanting to type. Graffiti the rain quietly, waiting for it to come, so that I can smile sweetly, so that my heart can be happy and find the reason for thunder and lightning.

In the morning, I was walking on my way to school, and it was raining all the way. I like rainy days very much, so I feel it.

I like listening to the sound of rain hitting my umbrella in the rain. I like the pride of crossing the puddle. I like to enjoy the fragrance of rain in the air. Every pore is open, and immerse yourself in this rainy world with me! I also like walking in the drizzle in Mao Mao. My boiling blood seems quiet, so I don't want to ruin this beautiful atmosphere!

Because of the rain, I wear slippers to school. Along the way, my feet met with cold rain. I don't feel cold, but I feel comfortable. How I wish this rain would last forever! Let me enjoy it! The rain touched my feet, just like touching my whole body, which made me feel refreshed.

On my way to school, I have been enjoying the symphony of whistles and raindrops. The rain ran down the umbrella and formed a string of pearls on the edge of the umbrella. When the umbrella rotates, the pearl chain moves like a fairyland. Although the symphony of whistle and raindrop has no characteristics and is not beautiful, it is a symphony of nature and life, which is worth appreciating!

Walking in the rain, I was intoxicated and immersed in the wind and rain. Looking at the wet leaves, being beaten by raindrops; See the delicate flowers wet by the rain; Watching the grass with tenacious life standing in the rain ... ticking, the rain is getting smaller and smaller. The water drops gently landed on the slate, making a light and pleasant sound; Flowers are still so delicate and beautiful; The grass is still so full of vitality. ......

When I got home, I was overwhelmed by the beautiful scenery and sat quietly by the window. In the distance, everything is green. There are light green, green, dark green and bright green. Everything was so beautiful and quiet-I closed the window. I held out my hand and the bright transparent window opened. A fresh and natural air rushed in, and the sound of rain ticking lingered in my ears.

Rain is a wonderful thing. Like a child for a while; Quiet and peaceful for a while, like a mother; Another moment is gentle and affectionate like a girl. No matter what the rain looks like, it is very beautiful. ...

The spring rain is continuous.

On Qingshan Road, there are footprints of spring rain everywhere. Rain, mature and steady, like a weather-beaten woman. The spring rain fell on the flowers, and the flowers smiled; The spring rain fell on the grass and the grass smiled. Crystal dewdrops drop by drop, silently moistening everything in the world. It is raining, which is the most beautiful gift of nature.

Summer rain tendency

Dark clouds in the sky are getting denser and denser. The frog looked at the sky, and then jumped into the water with a splash-a rainstorm was coming! The first raindrop falls, followed by a lot of huge raindrops! It's banging on the ground and my heart. That's not raindrops, it's the rhythm of heaven, earth and the world! It's raining cats and dogs, and it's hard to calm down my mood. What a heroic, magnificent and fiery dance rain! Torrential rain is a discipline left by nature.

It is rainy in autumn.

Autumn is thick, and rain is the most common phenomenon, like a waltz, which is memorable. The drizzle is like silk, but it can't stop cutting. This is the love of heaven and earth. The drizzle is still echoing the rustle of rain. In a trance, I seem to see an antique woman walking towards me with an oil-paper umbrella and a smile. Return to absolute being, the woman is gone. The scene outside the window is still rainy. How long have you been so happy! After the continuous drizzle, there is nothing between heaven and earth, which is a gift from nature.

The rain is still raining, and it is still raining, which can wash away the boredom in people's hearts at any time. ...