Write 400 words about the rainstorm in summer.

Lead: Summer is here, the weather is hot, the sun is roasting the earth, and the rainstorm is caught off guard. The following is a 400-word composition about summer rainstorm. Welcome everyone to read for reference.

Composition 1: Rainstorm in Summer In summer, the most unforgettable thing is the rainstorm in summer.

Summer is in the rainy season, and when the rainstorm comes, the fumigation heat can make you feel a little cold. The strong wind before the rainstorm blew off a few leaves, and there were dark clouds floating in the sky. Bright white lightning flashed under the clouds, which set a silver edge on the dark clouds. They came from the horizon, like waves, swallowed up the bright blue, and the white clouds rolled up in fear and soon disappeared like bubbles.

The downpour will fall, and it will be refreshing and crisp. In the sultry air, people suddenly feel extremely carefree and cool.

Soon, the heavy rain rushed along the roadside, accumulated several inches deep, violently washed the ground, buildings and hit my heart.

The rain in summer is heavy and cold. Beads as big as beans hit the body, and the pain in the cone heart fell on the house. It is also a regular bell, weaving a symphony, cheerful and full of vitality. Music contains infinite vitality and hope: the green leaves are green and rich, the flowers are more crystal-clear and beautiful, and the rain conveys its fragrance and blessings to everyone?

The rainstorm in summer fell into the quagmire of reality, but it moistened the earth with itself.

Composition 2: I wonder if God pays special attention to the rainstorm in summer. Good rain? It will clear up soon, and I thought, it's too dry, too dry, too dry, what should I do? Hey, where's my kettle? Oh, there you are. Sprinkle, sprinkle! The result turned cloudy.

The wind, roaring in mid-air, sounds like a big flood and earthquake, like this way? Going? Let's go

It is raining. It's different in peacetime. First, it rained bit by bit. After two or three minutes, it rained like beans? Scratch? Break the window, and then people shout? Collecting clothes? And the sound of the window.

? Hua? With a loud cry, it rained even harder. The wild flowers and weeds in the field, the grain planted, were bent by the raindrops as big as beans; The umbrellas in the street are colorful and beautiful; The trees are covered with leaves? Pearl? And then what? Gems? . On the road, where motorcycles and cars pass, there are high splashes; Rainwater flows down a long river?

Gradually, the rain stopped and the air was particularly fresh. The wild flowers and weeds bent by the rain stood up again; The flower umbrella on the street, I don't know where to go; On the way? River? And there is no trace?

Everything is washed clean and spotless by the rain, and the earth is as beautiful as a different person!

Composition 3: Summer storm is coming, the weather is hot, the sun is scorching the earth, cicadas are chirping happily in the trees, and the shadows are dancing. Perhaps it was because God discovered the sweltering heat in summer that he invited a bad-tempered rainstorm to summer. It rained in time today.

At 5: 30 in the afternoon, with the familiar bell of Cambridge English cram school, it's time for us to finish school. Everyone flew out of the classroom. Just out of school, we were all blindsided. It was dark, the wind was blowing hard, and some raindrops floated from time to time, which was obviously a sign of heavy rain. I quickly got on the bus and hurried home for fear of heavy rain on the road.

But what I was worried about happened. When I immediately approached the intersection of Jinding Commercial Building, suddenly, my face felt cold and there was a rustling sound immediately. It is raining. And it's raining harder and harder. Raindrops the size of beans fell on the ground one by one. After a while, the rainstorm and the strong wind began a duet, so listen? Whoosh whoosh? . I rode forward with all my strength, soaked to the skin, but I persisted. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and went to a house to take shelter from the rain. There were so many people sheltering from the rain that almost everyone got wet. It seems that this rainstorm is really unpredictable.

It rained less and less, so I hurried home and changed my wet clothes. This is really refreshing.

Although the rainstorm soaked me to the skin, I was still very happy, because the crops can be used again after the continuous drought? Eat? This is sweet rain.