This composition about rain is 450 words.

These days, the summer heat was quietly driven away by Grandpa Feng, and Grandpa Yu came quietly. The following is a 450-word composition about rain that I compiled for you. I hope you like it.

450-word composition on the rain 1

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These days, the summer heat was quietly driven away by Grandpa Feng, and Grandpa Yu came quietly.

I saw wicker standing like a madman. The cicada is getting louder and louder, and it's going to rain. But the weather is still very hot. People kneel at the door, holding pots and shouting, "God, it will rain soon. We are so thirsty!" "

As if God understood people's words, God sent heavenly soldiers to lure Sister Wuyun, blackening the sky, and then let Grandpa Yu have a heavy rain. People are very happy. They danced in the heavy rain, grandpa Dian came, and they also broke dancing in the air. Not to be outdone, Lei Ge came yelling. A burst of lightning and thunder scared people to hide and wash, and never came out again! I saw the nearby trees dancing happily and the saplings flying in mid-air, which really made people laugh! In the distance is a white world. Buildings such as houses seem to be invisible, and nothing can be seen!

At this time, a breeze blew the rain away, and the rain ran away like a defeated one!

Suddenly, a beautiful rainbow rises from the east, but it is still raining in the west. After a while, the rain completely disappeared!

The weather is finally cold, the rain is finally less annoying, and people have become "good friends"!

Yu 2 450-word composition

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When I was a child, I loved rain, because I could walk in the rain, run and jump in the rain, break away from my umbrella and become a bird flying out of the cage.

It's hard to see rain in summer. It's scorching all day, so I have to stay at home and do my homework. On this day, I still stay at home and do my homework. Suddenly I heard that it was raining outside in Mao Mao, and summer rain came, so I was very excited. Go straight downstairs with an umbrella.

Rain fell on the umbrella, and suddenly it thundered, and the sound of rain dripping became a crackling sound. I put my hand out of my umbrella, and the rain pattered on my hand, and it was cold at once. I walked on and enjoyed watching flowers in the fog.

I think I'm still a bird trapped in a cage. I can't fly out of the cage because I'm afraid of getting wet and getting hurt. I hesitate at the thought of it. It seems that there is still a firm. After some thinking, it has become firm.

I left my umbrella at the door and when I rushed out, the rain was still so beautiful. I no longer had any worries, so I rushed out the door. Suddenly rain fell on my head and shoulders. I am spinning in the same place, imagining myself as a butterfly that has been flying in the rain, so dreamy and moving. Turn enough, just look at the flowers on the roadside and wave the quotations on them, no matter how hard it rains. I got rain on my fingers. It rolled, like an elf eager for fun. I carefully tried not to let it fall to the ground, but I still failed. It fell to the ground as if laughing at my incompetence. I was soaked to the skin when I got home, so I was scolded by my mother.

Rain is touching, rain is a dream, rain is romantic, and rain is a panacea for my fun.

A 450-word composition about Rain 3

Sitting in a chair, looking out of the window, the rain is coming quietly. After a while, it began to rain. Just like a little bit of silk, it falls from the sky, sticks to the branches and leaves, and blends with the branches and leaves. Slowly, there are more and more rain beads on the branches, and the branches and leaves that are already a little dry gradually turn green and thick. Looking around, it looks like a crystal pearl inlaid in jasper. The rain is getting denser, and the branches and leaves can no longer stand the rain. In the breeze, with a slight quiver, the rain beads slipped from the branches, fell on the branches, fell on the grass, and fell on the ground to moisten the earth; Falling on the river beside the tree, the calm river splashed a little and made small ripples. It is raining harder and harder.

There are more and more splashes on the river. I sat by the river, quietly listening to the rain, like a flute solo, like a bamboo mourning, like a grass bug, like a concert. Slowly, the rain became denser and denser, and my vision became blurred. The scenery in front of me is hazy, like a scarf around me. As soon as the wind blows, the rain floats in the air and falls quietly. The rain is getting louder and louder, "Hua Hua? Whoosh . "It's raining cats and dogs, and the ground blisters from time to time. Bubbles vary in size, just like bubbles blown out by urchins blowing bubble gum, and the earth is cooing and blowing. There were ripples on the floor and blisters slowly floated on the water. Seen from a distance, it looks like an ocean of pearls. I rushed into the rain curtain, facing the heavy rain, and embraced the earth heartily. At this moment, I seem to forget everything. It seems that I am a part of the earth, bathed in this dew.

A 450-word composition about Rain 4

In nature, what I like best is rain.

Rain is considerate. It rained heavily in the last class this afternoon. I feel uneasy: it's over. It rained so hard and my umbrella was so small that I had to get wet when I came home. But who knows that when the school is waiting in line, the rain suddenly becomes smaller, and it doesn't matter whether you play an umbrella or not. I am very happy: this rain can really read our hearts!

Riding in the rain also has a unique charm. I looked at the rain from the window. The world was gray and everything was hazy. It rained continuously, and the wiper wiped on the windshield in front of the driver, but the rain was naughty and jumped on the glass half a second ago, so the wiper had to continue to work?

This rain is not only beautiful, but also easy to evoke homesickness. Is that what happened in my hometown? It was a summer night, with heavy rain and thunder rumbling, and I was awakened from a deep sleep. "Ah, it's raining hard!" I suddenly panicked: "Mom, get up! My rabbit cage is still in the yard! " Don't blame me for being anxious. My mother rabbit just gave birth to a litter of baby rabbits yesterday. Why not freeze them to death? Picked up an umbrella, grabbed the flashlight in my mother's hand, and came to the yard without walking a few steps. A moving picture appeared in front of me: the rabbit cage was wet and dripping with water; Mother rabbit was dripping with water and shaking. But the rabbit's nest under her stomach slept soundly. My mother and I quickly carried the rabbit cage home and the mother rabbit to the stove?

"Tick-tock" a horn pulled me back from meditation, looking at the rain and fog outside the window, I muttered: what a good rain, what a great maternal love!

Teacher's comments:

Chu Chenxu is a talented girl in our class. There are always endless themes in her works? You see, an ordinary rain has become "considerate" in her works, which can remind her of great maternal love. It's really good and worth learning for children!

A 450-word composition about Rain 5

In recent days, it has been raining nonstop.

The rain is pouring down, even if you don't need to look with your eyes, but the rain is hitting the houses and leaves, and the voice on the ground is telling us? It is raining.

Although it was raining, it didn't discourage the children from playing in the rain.

The children, wearing beautiful rain boots and transparent raincoats, jumped up and down in the puddle, making a splash.

It's been raining. When drivers passed under the tree, raindrops as big as beans hit the glass, like grapes falling to the ground, like flowers bursting with juice in an instant. Really beautiful!

Has it been raining? Next, how many farmland and orchards it irrigated; The land becomes moist and soft, and the air becomes fresh and comfortable!

The rain gradually weakened and spiders began to form new webs. Seeing this scene, I remembered a proverb taught by my teacher, "It rains when ants move, and it rains when spiders spin webs." Thinking about it, the rain gradually stopped. I was ecstatic, and immediately ran out of the house and went to the garden to look for snails and earthworms that ran out because of the rain.

Just then, a beautiful rainbow appeared in the east, making the world more beautiful after the rain.