Excellent composition in autumn rain

In normal study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Through composition, we can gather our scattered thoughts together. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my excellent composition of Autumn Rain, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Excellent composition of autumn rain 1 Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A misty rain will last forever. -inscription

Rain is gentle, beautiful, pleasant and moving ... Spring rain is as fine as a feather, summer rain is frivolous and unrestrained, autumn rain is continuous, and winter rain is cold and bone marrow. However, I only love the melancholy autumn rain.

Rain is the beauty of "listening to the sound of rain", the comfort of "listening to the sound of rain at night in a small building", the chic of "listening to spring rain all night in a small building, selling apricot flowers in an open alley", the free and easy of "misty rain all my life", and the melancholy of "it rains one after another in Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying"

However, it's only autumn rain, which is rainy, melancholy for a long time, elusive and unpredictable. Sometimes I like it and sometimes I don't like it. Autumn is often accompanied by feelings of melancholy, sadness and loneliness, which makes autumn rain somewhat sad.

In autumn, I went for a walk in the suburbs alone, and the leaves fell and covered the path. Even the birds are full of sadness, and there is silence around them. Suddenly there is an inexplicable sadness haunting my heart and dreams. Suddenly looking back, I felt my face was wet and looked up. Oh! It's raining, it's autumn rain! But I don't think this autumn rain understands my heart? I can't help feeling very disappointed.

Walking in the rain, feeling the silence and loneliness of the rain alone. It is easy to wither because of hatred, more ruthless, as if life has come to an end, extremely desperate. Suddenly, an autumn chrysanthemum stood proudly in the wind and rain. Xichun prefers residual red folding. This made me see the vitality of life again. In a flash, the gloom in my heart vanished, and I showed vitality and anger again.

Autumn rain is lonely but full of hope. At this time, the rain will bury the fallen leaves, hide the melancholy and bring hope and vitality.

The night rain is falling, the golden wind is thin, and the leaves are falling. Lying in bed, listening to the rain outside the window, as beautiful as a song, as beautiful as a poem, as flowing water, as a delicate girl whispering. Is this autumn rain? Yes, it is. But it is no longer sad autumn rain, but full of hope. Just like life, there are sadness and happiness. The scenery along this road may be bleak, but maybe at the next corner, you will see a brand-new scenery: misty rain, misty clouds, red paths, fragrant fields and green places, songbirds hiding green leaves and swallows separated by bamboo curtains. ...

Learning to experience life from different angles and feelings will be a unique scenery. Autumn rain is "sentimental" and will be happy after sadness. Face life happily and life will be full of hope. Green everywhere, wandering around, don't be negative about youth!

Autumn rain-affectionate you!

It's late autumn now, but I haven't seen it in the southern city. The wind blew the fallen leaves all over the floor. If it hadn't rained in Mao Mao this morning, I didn't know it was autumn.

This autumn is special. Now I'm still concerned about other things. Here it comes. Rain is autumn's lyric, autumn's romantic dance and autumn's delicate hair. Rain is Qiu's favorite pet. It always reminds people of sad past events. Whether there are tears or not, wet cheeks are decadent.

Where there is rain, there will be wind, just like harvesting the past that is not easy for people to know. In my hometown, windy rain is always salty. I have been away from home for a long time, but for the wind brought by the rain, my heart would not be so heavy. Life in the city is wonderful and impatient. Wind is the product of people who want to do but can't, and it is also the comfort of rain. Rain without wind sings impatiently, while rain with wind talks in detail.

It is raining. I don't know if it is raining in another city far away, and I don't know if she has seen it, and she always thinks of me like me. I have no ability to give her happiness, so she is lucky to have no choice. I don't expect anything from her, just like rain and wind, as long as I can sing happily. I have had many autumn and autumn rains in my life, but I have never been able to make my heart so heavy. Looking at the gloomy scenery and the gray sky outside the window, my thoughts will increase.

It will cool down after the autumn rain, and the mood can only be settled and thought about. Quietly thinking about not knowing which direction your next stop is. I meet many people every day, but I am always in such a hurry that no one can remember anyone's face. Rain refreshed the world, but it couldn't erase my unhappiness. Maybe it's not the thoughtfulness of the rain. People with more brains can no longer be simple. I still remember when I was in junior high school, it was rainy autumn every year. Sitting by the window watching the rain in Mao Mao, I was very happy and dreamed of many things. Every year at this time, my classmates can see my silly smile. They all laugh at me when it rains.

The rain is so wonderful, especially in Qiu Li. When I grow up, I think so too. I read a lot of poems, and I was also infected by the poet's correct emotions. I remember writing such a poem to a girl in high school. Autumn/Who is watching you/Hair as thin as silk/Who is heartless/You are crying on the concrete floor/Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow in a few years/Who can remember your broken heart? The poem wrapped in my heart has left it all these years, always because I can escape sadness, and now I understand that I am still the original me.

It's just that I'm not sentimental about the rain, and Qiu always gives me a melancholy reason.

The sunny day turns dark, and I can't help worrying that it will prevent me from going out to play with my friends after the rain.

Slender rain falls, I sighed, "hey, what should I do?" Let's go find them first! " "Stretched out his hand and felt the size of the rain, I immediately rushed out.

"Neighbor A, neighbor B! Come out to play? " I shouted.

"It's raining now!" Neighbor A came out with a yawn and greeted neighbor B who also came out of the door. "Hey, neighbor B!" "

"oh! We are playing in the house! " I suggest: "Otherwise, watch TV!"

"all right." Neighbor b came up to me and waved to neighbor a.

Hardly had I entered the room when the rain outside turned into raindrops. Picking up some of my sister's toys, I said, "let's fight monsters!" This is the base, outside ... ""There are weapons! " Neighbor A gestured with her hand, "Look at my gun!" "I want a gun too!" Neighbor b ran to neighbor a, grabbed his hands and said, "mine!" " ""Hum! "Not to be outdone, neighbor A ran after neighbor B." Hey! "I also caught up." Wait, I want a gun, too! "

It is raining harder and harder. I wiped my sweat with my hand and said, "Mission accomplished! Rest now. " "I hit a dozen (monsters)!" Neighbor b is very proud. "Me too!" I talked to my neighbor A, "Let's have a rest, let's watch TV?" "good!" "I want to see pleasant goat!" "I also want to see Pleasant Goat!"

"I will definitely come back!" The only unchanging line in Big Wolf. "Ha, did Big Wolf eat the sheep!" Neighbor a smiled. "Yes, it's just ..." Before I finished, neighbor B scrambled to say, "As stupid as you!" "You are so stupid!" I tugged at my neighbor A. "He said we were stupid! Let's catch him! " "good!" Neighbor a jumped on neighbor b with a smile.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ....."

The rain seems to be getting smaller. I got up and took out a box of things from my side. "What is it?" Neighbor b asked. "Monopoly!" I paused. "Have fun."

"oh! Just buy a house! " Neighbor a smiled. "Look, I made you have no money!" "That's called bankruptcy, idiot!" "er ... the same!"

The rain stopped and the sun came out.

"Ha ha, I bought it here! Give money quickly! " I stared at the chess pieces parked in my area and reached out to my neighbor Jia. "Ah-"Neighbor A counted the money. "I'm not ... oh, broke! Don't! " I snatched the money from him. "Oh yeah!" "Hey, the first bankrupt was born." Neighbor b smiled.

A rainbow connects from one side of the sky to the other, just like our friendship, so beautiful, moving and eternal.

As the saying goes, "an autumn rain, a cold"! This statement is not false at all. With the continuous autumn rain, the temperature became cool, driving away the hot summer and welcoming the cool autumn with chill.

It goes on all the year round. Sometimes I feel that the power of nature is really great: it was sunny that day and the temperature was as high as 20 degrees. The weather forecast says that the temperature will drop to 2 degrees above zero in the afternoon. I thought to myself: How is this possible? Drop more than 20 degrees at once? With a cold wind, the temperature kept dropping. In the afternoon, the temperature really dropped to 2 degrees above zero. It's an incredible thing.

Another joke said: In summer, you can also watch the sea in Puyang! Although it is a joke, it also tells a real situation. Whenever the rainy season comes, because the drainage system is not very good, especially in Kunwu section north of huanghe road, the water accumulated after the rain is about knee deep. After the weather is clear, the accumulated water disappears under the horizon like the ebb sea water. People have to admire the ingenuity of nature.

Although I study science, I know that the water vapor in the air condenses at high altitude to form small water droplets or ice crystals, which collide with each other and become bigger and bigger. When the air can't hold up, it will fall down. When the low-altitude temperature is higher than 0℃, it is rain. Raindrops fall to the ground and form rain. But I have been curious to think: where did so much rain gather? Especially this year's autumn rain, it kept raining, sometimes for four or five days, or even longer. Is there a big hole in the sky? It keeps leaking.

Rain is good for crops, but it is too much. Every year, there will be uneven droughts and floods in many parts of the world. This phenomenon has caused great losses to local production. I think: if there is an invention that can average drought and flood, how wonderful it would be! If we can transfer the water from a waterlogged place to a dry and water-deficient place, it will be great if it is not waterlogged or dry!

Rain also brings inconvenience to students at school and parents at work (except families with cars). Whenever it rains, people who play umbrellas get wet. Students who don't have umbrellas are drenched, and they will catch a cold seriously! It's inconvenient to take a bus when it rains. It is difficult to stop a speeding car. Just pray: don't get off! Let's get off when we're not at school!

Autumn rain brings coolness and chill. I like autumn rain and I hate autumn rain. What should I do with you? What can I do with you?

God has accumulated the first autumn rain in a summer, and it is finally going to rain. It has been tangled for a whole week, and the whole world is filled with gloomy and humid air.

On the winding mountain road, farmers carrying a load of bright green cucumbers wear hats. This bamboo rain gear is really ugly at this time. It is not surprising that a group of children look around on the road. In the deep lane, the flower girl carrying a flower basket is surrounded by a poncho, pink plastic, and the rain is flowing downwards. The sound of rain is mixed with a few childish cries, and there is a bit of leisure and clean pastoral atmosphere.

Although the deep house compound with white lime painted walls is old, it always has some old luxuries. At this time, the carved wooden window has been put down, and there are two heavy wooden doors. The big copper bowl is like a knocker, and it is tilted open, leaving the door for those who have not returned. Peeping into the courtyard, the rain in the courtyard became a curtain, reflecting the deep courtyard with color. On the old lounge chair next to the green water curtain, the thin-faced old man twisted his beard and sang an ancient poem happily: the small building listened to the spring rain all night, and the apricot flowers were sold in the depths of the Ming Lane. And said to himself: apricot flowers are gone, just gardenias!

The little boy with a lock of long hair in the back of his head is not as tall as a square table. He was struggling on tiptoe to get the gardenia in the glass bottle, holding it, and ran to the couch, grinning with a small mouth without front teeth: Grandpa, here you are. The man named Grandpa paused for a moment and immediately understood. He patted the little boy's little ass: Good boy, play. The courtyard is shrouded in warm and friendly clouds.

The stream is more lively than usual. The water splashed by the rain is delicate and smart, and it has changed from solo dance to group dance lightly and skillfully. The stream is darker than usual. The small window on the wooden building by the stream was open, and the woman with a bun supported the window frame, and her face was gently supported by soft fingers. It was a sad and affectionate face, bright eyes, as if washed away by rain; Eyes deep, as if to penetrate the rain curtain to convey affection to the man who has not yet returned, the man who is blocked by the rain will certainly be unable to resist the temptation of this kind of eyes, and naturally he is indispensable in the crowd who walks in a hurry in the rain. I was wet all over, but I thought enthusiastically: What is she doing? Don't wait for me at the window, okay? Can't help but speed up the pace.

The smoke from the kitchen chimneys curled up and was pressed by the rain, forming a dusk with clouds steaming and fog rising from the roof. Grandma, who was flushed by the fire in front of the stove, did not relax at all. She was busy peeling beans and caring about the fire in the stove until the pot smelled of bacon. She planned to make some good dishes to make Yao's daughter who seldom came back to her mother's house happy, especially her lovely little grandson, who loved her more because of her bulging stomach.

It's getting dark, and the rain can only hear its sound at this time, but it doesn't matter. It usually rains for several days, intermittently and persistently. Whether you are bored or not, I will stay with you until you have no sound at all and recognize it as a companion.

Autumn Rain Excellent Composition 6 Outside the window is lingering autumn rain, while inside the window is gentle autumn wind. If you give up sleeping next to the bar, you can listen to the rain.

Listening to the rain, you can also drink alone. The wine is not half shallow, but full of ten points. A person, activate your senses, be smart with you, listen attentively, listen attentively. Listen, autumn rain, in the season of Gao Shuang, it will always come unexpectedly and stay with you.

Autumn rain has come, like rows of neat soldiers. Perhaps there was a prelude, the sky rumbled with thunder, and the brave wind waved flags like soldiers, driving large clouds and rolling up waves on the Bai Yunbian. Strangely, the white clouds were squeezed and darkened. When the clouds changed from bluish gray to dark black, they rushed up and couldn't wait. Autumn rain began to fall.

I believe in the unity of heaven and man. At this time, I will think of people. The whiteness of a cloud will accumulate into a haze, and a person's clarity does not need to be accumulated. Superficiality, resentment and resentment are, of course, a burden. Simple and pure, otherwise it will be turbid. The day when we pay homage to our old friends is called Tomb-Sweeping Day. Does it mean to be alone for nothing? I don't know. I just know it's going to rain in Tomb-Sweeping Day. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. & amprdqu Pedestrians who have lost their souls are all thinking about what they could not tell right from wrong and what regrets they left before their lost lives.

Listen to the rain, listen to the natural Chiba, just be quiet. There was a bang, and after the deafening thunder, it rained cats and dogs. Autumn rain is a mission. Summer and early spring of recovery. An autumn rain and a cold, summer heat and spring glitz swept away, leaving the world with a huge praise and hanging heavily on the branches. Listen, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, an autumn rain, write down full of hopes and gains. The fields of the farmyard are naturally colorful, with rustling leaves and golden ground. They have paved the story for a year and enjoyed it in the winter leisure time.

Listening to the sound of rain and the return of wanderers, autumn rain is a poem of labor. Living on land, no matter how far you go, no matter where you are, your toes are worried about the autumn rain and eventually turn to your hometown. When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. & amprdqu's disturbing autumn rains have turned into disturbing thoughts, some stubborn and some graceful. Yes, the autumn rain in the poem and the autumn rain in the song are so bitter that people can't help but think of my hometown, my life and my return date. Life is brilliant, but the distance is still embarrassing. There is no definite return date, but it is thought, completion, or completion, thought.

Listening to the rain, I am so melodramatic because of the inertia of seasonal changes and the homesickness of my ancestors. Well, let's pray for blessings. Let the prayer on the altar come when I listen to the rain: May the world be peaceful! May everything pass safely!

The autumn rain is very thin and soft, like a wisp of light smoke hanging over the earth, and the distant scenery can't be seen clearly. The rain falls gently on the window, but I can't see its trace. I can only listen to its faint voice quietly, as if small beads were rolling on the ground, crisp and clean, without ending.

The trees in the yard, without the publicity of midsummer, stood there quietly with a little fatigue, letting the thin rain brush past them and moisten the whole body.

The wet grass shows its green beauty; Flowers moistened by drizzle give off intoxicating fragrance. Soft autumn rain, shallow in the eyes, looks like a wisp of white smoke, wet and hazy.

Invisible rain, through the airflow, quietly falls on the petals, melodious with the wind. That dance, very elegant and exquisite, looks, don't have some poetry. Let people expand their rich imagination, weave a beautiful dream, write their truest feelings and quietly tell their most romantic feelings.

The tiny raindrops seem to be connected in series with a thread, becoming a continuous bead curtain, floating between heaven and earth. Occasionally, the gentle spray condenses on the window, shining faintly, so clear and quiet. Gently, I left my mark on the window, along a straight path, and finally disappeared in the trajectory of life, silently.

Walking in such a warm autumn rain, the dribs and drabs of life, with the gentle rain, stirred up a trickle, quietly condensed in my heart, nourishing my heart, carefree and elegant, silently, slowly shaking the arm of missing.

Heart, wandering in the drizzle, touching raindrops and singing softly; Love, standing in the drizzle, looking forward to the most romantic scene in life; Eyes, floating in the drizzle, waiting for the heartbeat when we meet. ...

Open your confused eyes and look at the misty rain outside the window, but there is an indescribable mood that haunts your heart and dances. Pick up those unseen thoughts and chew them carefully along the direction of words in the autumn wind, but there is a faint sadness falling into my heart.

Listening to the autumn wind and autumn rain, watching the world of mortals, let thoughts wander in the dark night without stars and moons, let heartbreaking memories wrinkle in the autumn wind, let autumn rain baptize, let thoughts filter dust in this indescribable drizzle, whisper quietly in words, and indulge in romantic embrace.

Staring at this continuous autumn rain, there is still some desolation hidden. Glittering rain beads, with floating dust in the air, blend into the earth together, splashing invisible heart tides and quietly hiding tears. Only the lonely shadow, with the wandering of the four seasons, with the light sorrow and regret of the years, fell into the sea and disappeared quietly.

The invisible autumn rain, while nourishing, also slightly shocked the quiet land around. In the withered petals, there is the loneliness at the end of the song, buried in the autumn rain. Then, laugh happily, unload the bitterness of life, bring an intoxicating smile, be happy, and continue to live a helpless life. ...

Autumn rain is the approaching footsteps of autumn girls, the call of leaves eager to fall, and the signal sent by the cold wind in advance.

A few days before it rained, I felt sultry, as if I had been suffocated by the heat in the pot. That kind of heat makes people breathless, unlike the bright and violent heat in summer, which takes a long time to pass. It's a bit like continuous autumn rain.

From noon to afternoon, dark clouds slowly covered the sky and it was dark all around.

After school, I feel chilly on my face, and a small drop of water falls on my face. Then the feeling on the hair came, as if there was water running down the hair. I hurried to the playground under the pavilion. Mom said that if it rains, let me wait for her here, and then the rain will drop down and gradually become silk and thread. Then the whole world was shrouded in drizzle. Standing in the pavilion and looking out, there are flowers and grass on campus. Like drinking water with your mouth open, I couldn't help laughing. Look at you again: some children brought umbrellas, so they went home with umbrellas; Some children rushed directly into the rain and danced home with a smile; Some people hide in pavilions and wait until the rain subsides before going back.

After a while, the rain in Mao Mao gradually turned into moderate rain. Although it is moderate rain, it is not as good as thunderstorm in summer. But look at this, it won't stop for a while. It seems that the autumn rain in the sky is telling us that autumn is coming, autumn is coming.

Autumn wind is coming to join in the fun, light rain is falling obliquely, and the wind is blowing bit by bit. I feel shivering in the pavilion, and it's still so sultry at noon, so now I only wear a short sleeve and look at the students standing in the pavilion, shivering a little. I'm a little worried. Why not give me an umbrella slowly? Looking out again, the surrounding scenery was washed away by rain, the leaves were green, the flowers and plants were full of energy, and their heads were raised. My mood gradually calmed down again.

Soon the rain became smaller, the dark clouds in the sky gradually went away, and the flowers and plants hung their heads slightly like drinking enough water. The crowd under the pavilion gradually became scarce. Some children were picked up by their parents, and some put clothes on their heads and rushed into the rain. There are only a few children left, just like me, looking at the sky and waiting for their parents. If my mother hadn't asked me to wait under the school pavilion, I would have rushed into the rain like them and ran home to feel the coolness of the rain falling on me. I was thinking that my mother was coming, so I ran out to meet her.

Autumn rain comes with autumn, the high blue sky comes, and the smell of harvest in the fields comes. I hid in my mother's umbrella and walked with my mother in this autumn rain, looking forward to more intensive steps in autumn.

"Autumn Rain" excellent composition 9 "Look at the mountains and plains, the layers of forests are all dyed", and the autumn in the north is magnificent and moving. Look at the red leaves in Xiangshan, listen to the ginkgo leaves in the Forbidden City and smell the fruit. But autumn in the south is not inferior. In my eyes, she is the gentlest and hottest season of the year.

It's been a long time since autumn. A while ago, I was complaining about when there would be a real autumn in Guangdong. I didn't expect him to come. It has been raining all week. High school life in autumn rain is still busy. I get up early and go home like a sparrow. Fly with the red in the sunset glow and fatigue. When I study and relax, I always look at the glass window leaning against the mountain. Several clean glasses are embedded in the green window lattice of Moya, and the printed curtains with a little light blue are yellow, which covers the mountain view. Outside, the green hills are full of vitality, sometimes birds whisper, and sometimes clouds are lingering. Appreciating everything in the world with a pure heart can be described as "tasting the joy of the world."

Speaking of rain, I have never been absent this week. I can see it day and night, and I am happy and sad. Fortunately, the arrival of rain washed away the sultry heat and added a little autumn color to the earth. Sadly, I really don't like clean tiles that are wet by water. If you are not careful, you will fall down. Stepping on the beach and suddenly feeling "floating on the water" is really unbearable.

During the self-study time on Saturday and Sunday, I watched the cold rain wash the window bit by bit, as if hanging a rain curtain. Although I have just started school for half a month, I am sometimes overwhelmed by the burden of study. My scientific thinking is really slow. I dare say that I don't know anything about physics class, which strengthens my belief in choosing history.

in the rain

It's already afternoon, and I'm doing math casually. I haven't recovered from Friday's fierce math weekly exam. I am an international student, but I have to go back to school for self-study on weekends. The continuous autumn rain is pulling my homesickness. Autumn rain, with a little air conditioning, came silently. First, the drizzle is continuous, soft as "small strings are like secret words", and then "big strings are like the rain humming". The rain is falling wantonly, beating the grass, and the leaves are green, like autumn rain, pressing the keys violently. With the commander-in-chief of the rain, Qiu Ge is merged in the mountains.

After rain.

In silence, the rain secretly stopped. The sun enthusiastically set off a new temperature with warm light in an attempt to cover up the coolness of autumn after the rain. Crow-green pines and cypresses are inlaid with water drops, and the refraction of sunlight makes them glow with new life force, dazzling and touching. It even gives people a new illusion that it is an ornament of emerald white crystal. Tits began to sing euphemistically, and autumn wind and Shan Ye creatures whispered news among nature. I stared at the window like a cypress, imagining the squirrel's happiness. All the troubles were washed away by the rain. At this moment, my heart is very quiet, I just want to listen to autumn.

The rain stopped and began to rain, so I went home.

Autumn rain, its heart has silver-gray sticky spider silk, woven into a soft net, netting the whole autumn in South China, and also netting my heart.

Autumn rain excellent composition 10 is another autumn, another autumn rain.

At this time, the weather is always cloudy and sunny. When you are in a good mood, it is bright and flawless. When you are in a bad mood, pear blossoms bring rain. Like a delicate little girl, her face changes from time to time-this rain is really a little girl, neither magnificent in summer nor slender in spring. It is gentle and energetic, without losing the gentleness of women, but also with young vitality. It is still like a clumsy child, trying to moisten everything like a spring rain, but it collapses and sweeps the leaves, but it is still proudly showing off its strength.

With the autumn rain, there is naturally a cold wind. With the cold in Siberia, it "precooled" for the arrival of winter. As a warm-up actor, it is really hard enough-screaming for the atmosphere all day, shaking the audience desperately-shaking petals and branches.

Shake the petals down and the branches will break.

I love and hate this autumn rain. It's not that easy to run under an umbrella for a day, and you have to prevent the rain blown in by the wind from soaking your pants. No matter how unlucky you are, you can only step on a puddle inadvertently and scold a few boring words in your heart. Besides, the rain is extremely "human", and the physical education class season is specially chosen to be magnificent, and physical education class is washed clean every week.

Sitting in a quiet classroom, listening to the particularly arrogant autumn rain outside the window, I only feel helpless like facing a Xiong Haizi jumping up and down.

But at the same time, I also like the coolness brought by the autumn rain, which makes me feel particularly satisfied and warm when I curl up in the quilt at night. I also like the notes that it knocks out of the window in the silent night. It is the sound of falling into a puddle, and it is the crisp sound of knocking on the window lattice, which constitutes my lullaby. For me who is fragile in sleep, this is undoubtedly a kind of redemption.

I am not a so-called literary youth. I will not put away my umbrella when the autumn rain comes, feel the dew from nature and decorate my hair with crystal drops. I will only think more about wet clothes, wet shoes and having to go back for a hot bath-but it's not unheard of. During the holiday, I was accidentally blocked by the sudden heavy rain. Even though I was holding an umbrella, I was rudely drenched-but in extreme times, I can see through it.

I just used my wet feet,

One by one, they stepped on the puddle intently,

Until we reach the end of the journey.

Perhaps the leisurely life of listening to the rain at home is more suitable for me than this adventure.