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Thundershower fifth grade composition

In study, work or life, everyone has been exposed to composition. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. What is the composition you have seen? The following are seven compositions of Grade Five in Thunderstorm that I compiled, hoping to help you.

The rain outside the window is getting louder and louder, and the clanging drums of raindrops hitting the leaves are getting more and more urgent. Thunder seems unwilling to be lonely, accompanied by deafening roar and dazzling white lightning.

Birds that used to fly in the sky hid in their nests, ants have rested quietly in their "fences", and people have "escaped" from their work places to go home. Thunderstorms come quietly in the evening. And this rain is like a variation. The rain is loud and small, and the raindrops are big and small. Although it is slight, it is still strong.

The sound of rain is getting smaller and smaller, and finally there is only a clear tick of water drops on the ground, and the rain has stopped. Open the window that was originally closed due to rain, and a fresh and pure earthy fragrance comes to my face, which is light, like a cup of green tea, light and refreshing without losing that unique fragrance.

I think, even the hard-working workers who work overtime until late will feel tired and feel a long-lost comfort when they smell this refreshing fragrance.

"Tick-tock ... tick-tock ..."

It is still the sound of rain dripping on the ground, but the listener's mood is different. Rainy night, the silence at the moment, even the fragmentary sounds, have a different taste. It's midnight, but I still have a clear mind. Smell that unique breath again. The sound of raindrops, which was originally annoying to others, is so beautiful in my ears at the moment. That is probably the purest voice of nature to human beings and the most beautiful music in the world.

The night sky was washed like a touch of ink, showing a dark blue, probably because of the rain. The night sky seems to be getting wet, and the world at hand is getting wet. Like a Jiangnan woman, looking at the world quietly and gently, looking at those sleeping faces. "Rumble ..." A crack flashed across the beautiful woman's face. Oh, is she angry? Or are you scared? That crack is like a silver dragon, showing its ferocious face and running towards me.

"Ah ..."

It's still ticking outside the window ... solid fabric ...

It's clear in Wan Li and Wan Li today. The sun is scorching the earth, and cicadas keep calling: "cicadas, cicadas!" "

But I don't know what happened. Grandma Tian's face changed greatly, and it was overcast. Father Lei has been playing the drums that have been useless for a long time: rumbling, rumbling! The sky is thundering and thundering, and the wind is blowing hard. These trees seem elegant and keep shaking their branches. Xifeng sang a touching music: "Huhoo-"It crossed the mountain, the stream and the children's faces ... The sight was unbelievable.

After about ten minutes, "wow-wow-"bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, looking for beautiful dreams like small paratroopers and the breath of autumn like dancing flowers. Every drop of rain is so pure and flawless, so crystal clear. They are transparent spirits, falling to the vast land with the wind, falling to the trees, falling to the children's faces ... Light rain drops on the leaves, crackling, and bright water drops rolling back and forth on the leaves, much like colorful pearls. My mother and I walked on the road under an umbrella, but the rain didn't listen to my command, so it fell on my shoulder. A few people are worse off than us. They are all soaked to the skin. What a heartless rain!

Today is Friday. I had nothing to write, but the sudden thunderstorm gave me a subject for writing.

In the second reading class in the afternoon, our whole class was reading quietly. Suddenly, a classmate shouted, "Look at the sky!" "Our class watched the sky together, huh? Wan Li, it was clear just now. Why is it getting gloomy now? I looked at the sky in surprise and thought. At this time, the whole class was in a commotion, and some said, "How can the weather change?" Someone said, "What's going on? " ; Others said, "It was fine just now. How did this happen? " ; The whole class is discussing the problem like ignorant children. The teacher was angry and shouted at us, "didn't you see the thunderstorm?" "Are they all in Grade One? No common sense! " The whole class is quiet.

A few minutes later, I turned and looked out of the window. Wow! What do I see? I saw that the dark clouds on the horizon are getting thicker and thicker, and they are slowly pressing on our side. Soon, I saw a strange sight. When the dark clouds didn't arrive here, I found that one side of the sky was covered with dark clouds, while the other side was clear in Wan Li. After a while, dark clouds covered the whole sky, and suddenly there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder. We quickly closed the window. Through the window, I saw the big tree swaying from side to side by the wind. Hua, Hua, it's raining heavily, and it's getting foggy outside the window. I can't see anything clearly. I can only vaguely see the houses nearby, but I can't see anything farther. Suddenly, a deafening thunder woke up the students who were reading books with relish. Everyone gave a "wow" in unison, and then there was a commotion until the teacher said, "Quiet!" Just read the book again.

Gradually, the rain stopped. I looked out of the window, the fog cleared, the rain stopped, the playground was wet, there were small dewdrops lying on the leaves, and the campus looked like it had been washed. Everything is so beautiful.

At night, there was no one in the street, and the poor street lamp gave off a dim light, as if the world had been conquered by black. Wrapped in dark clouds, thunder made a deep sound, as if ready to make a creepy sound. Lightning gives off a faint light, as if to tell people that a rainstorm is coming. The wind roared. Blow the hair of the willow tree to the leaves. After a while, it blew dust and garbage into the sky. The garbage seems to be very proud, as if to say, "I flew into the sky for the first time." Then I scraped the dry clothes all over the floor. It seems that the wind hasn't blown enough. It broke the branches of the big tree and uprooted the small trees, and its petals were blown apart by the strong wind. Everyone in the room turned off the computer, TV and mobile phone in horror. I don't know where the birds have flown. Suddenly, the heavy thunder seemed to break through the heavy encirclement of dark clouds and rumbled over.

The heavy rain is coming, the heavy rain is coming.

The heavy rain fell from the sky like a huge waterfall, sweeping the whole Bamiantong town, as if to wash away all the unclean things in Bamiantong town. Thunder blew the horn of raindrops with earth-shattering sound. Dark clouds seem to have endless stories, and tears fall like pearls as big as soybeans. Lightning illuminates pedestrians struggling in the rain and crops struggling in the fields with its dazzling blue light. Suddenly, the lightning disappeared, and everything seemed to be conquered by black again. There was no other sound around, only earth-shattering thunder and the sound of heavy rain pouring down. Ten minutes later, the wind stopped, the thunder stopped, the rain stopped, everything was so quiet, and the air after the thunderstorm was really fresh!

One quiet afternoon, cicadas were singing in the trees outside the window, telling the fiery heat in the air. There is a wave of reading in the classroom. On the blackboard, the teacher kept writing with chalk, but in the hot afternoon, I always felt a little sleepy.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky in front of the window, tearing the blue sky in two. Then, with a bang, my ears seemed to explode with thunder. Suddenly, it seems that all the clouds are moving and the whole world becomes dark.

The thunder was tight for a while, and the wind blew outside the window for a while, so we lost interest in class. We listened carefully to the changes outside the window, and the thunder was getting louder and louder, knocking on our hearts. Many students have raised their necks and looked out. Teacher Wang said, let's watch the rain!

After cheering, we rushed out. Although the thunder continued, God kept the raindrops from falling. It's getting darker and darker, and the big trees and small trees on campus have been swaying with the strong wind, as if they were about to fall down. The wind rolled up countless leaves and occasionally saw a few plastic bags. During the interval of strong wind, leaves fall round and round, but a gust of wind blows and leaves continue to take off with the wind. Suddenly, raindrops as big as beans splashed on our faces and arms ... We were caught off guard, but we were not annoyed. Instead, we happily reached out and wanted to be beaten a few more drops. It didn't take long for the downpour to be overwhelming, just like a doll, from silent tears to crying. It is raining harder and harder, hitting trees and corridors heavily, and a lot of water mist is floating. Heavy rain with mist, the sky is gray, people can't help but feel nervous. Fortunately, the heavy rain stopped soon.

Rain comes and goes quickly, but the sultry heat between heaven and earth is swept away, which makes people feel refreshed!

There will be a thunderstorm in grandma's house after two o'clock every afternoon. However, for me, thunderstorms are not terrible, but a good opportunity to appreciate nature.

I sat in the chair at the door, it was raining cats and dogs outside, and it was dark. The beautiful house was dyed black by the thunderstorm.

The sky is like a black cloth. In an instant, a flash of lightning pierced the black sky. Thunder also sounded, rumbling, rumbling. Scared people into hiding in the house.

Although these are not beautiful, let me introduce them to you.

A shower kept falling, and those small and dense raindrops fell to the ground together, and some of them fell on the petals, as if to put on a shiny new dress for the flowers; Some raindrops fall on the leaves to make them clean; Some fell to the ground, like making a swimming pool for people. Those raindrops crackled everywhere, louder and louder, like a concert.

Those raindrops are still dancing! Some are spinning, some are stepping on their feet, and some are rolling. Is so interesting, so elegant. ...

Look at the clouds and fog in the sky. Layers of milky white clouds seem to cover the earth with a white veil.

The sky is full of dark clouds, from gray to black, and pieces of dark clouds, big, small, black and gray. The blue sky is covered by these dark clouds, and you can't see the little blue in the sky.

I like thunderstorms, but I prefer nature like thunderstorms.

This afternoon, I was doing my homework when a strong wind blew and the branches shook. The wind swept in the dark clouds, as if it were getting darker and darker in the evening. After a while, lightning flashed wildly, one here and one there. It was really scary, and the thunder rumbled like an explosion. A strong wind blew, and my mother was about to close the door, but the wind seemed to be fighting with my mother, and neither of them would give in. The wind blew harder and harder, and my mother exhausted all her strength, but in the end my mother lost her strength and was defeated. In the thunder and lightning, rain fell from the sky, the sound of rain became louder and louder, and the wind blew more recklessly. There are countless big bead chains hanging between heaven and earth. The sunshade on the balcony was torn by the wind and rain. Under the double attack of wind and rain, the plane tree growing in the yard became a crooked-neck tree.

While we were having dinner, grandpa came back from the temple. He was soaked to the skin. As soon as he entered the room, he sighed and said, "What a bad day. On the way back, it suddenly rained heavily. On the road, there is no shelter. I became a veritable' drowned chicken'. " We all laughed when we saw grandpa's mess.

After dinner, the rain eased and the wind eased.

I walked to the balcony, and a fresh air came to my face. The air is mixed with a faint earthy smell. I thought comfortably: I can have a good sleep tonight.