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Write a composition when it rains.

1. Write a composition with "It's raining". It's raining.

This morning, it was dark and seemed to sink. I was awakened by thunder, rubbed my hazy eyes, looked at the sky and then at my watch. It's six thirty. I couldn't believe my eyes. At first glance, it was really half past six. I quickly shouted: "Mom, hurry up, you can go to school!" " "Gradually, the sky is getting darker and darker. In an instant, it began to rain heavily, with a few flashes of lightning and thunder, like drums. The downpour fell on the leaves, making a rustling sound, like playing a symphony of summer rain. After a while, electricity flashed in the west, and the lights of every household went out and turned on again. We came to the road. The road is full of water, and half of the tires of the car have been flooded. Every car splashed when it passed by. Looking into the distance, the mountain peaks are white; In the nearby fields, vegetables were flooded by the sudden thunderstorm. The river rose to the shore. Although I was holding an umbrella, my back was still wet by the rain and I felt chilly. I finally got on the bus and took a long breath. When I got to school, the traffic was blocked.

It's packed. I came to the classroom in a panic, and a stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. Outside the window, the rain is still "rushing" underground. With the wind, raindrops floated on my face, which was really comfortable.

Finally, at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the rain gradually subsided and finally stopped slowly. The school is fresh and the trees are spotless by the heavy rain. The water on the ground gradually receded. The snail in the corner slowly poked its head out. Small fish in the water poked their heads out to breathe the fresh air after the rain, and the vegetable fields returned to their former appearance. The flowers look brighter. The sun slowly emerged from the clouds.

There is a lot of rain in summer, and raindrops are very comfortable. I like the rain in summer.

2. It rained 600 words 1: Ah, it rained outside the window again, it rained in Mao Mao.

The rain is heavy for a while and light for a while. For a while, like soybeans, it fell hard and fell on the head, cold; In a short time, it becomes a broken thread, and a little bit falls on the body, which is simply a kind of enjoyment-they are endless and unpredictable. The wind, accompanied by rain, flutters in the air together. The wind is like rain, and it blows gently on the body like a little sheep for a while, which is a feeling that cannot be made artificially; After a while, it doesn't know what happened. It's as fierce as a popsicle, cold and cold.

There is a poem that says: "The spring rain is falling, and the grass is blooming on the river." Although this sentence cannot be said to be in the rivers and lakes, it is not an exaggeration to use it to describe this scene. Rain drops on the ground, trees and roofs. They seem to be the messengers entrusted by God to clean the earth.

They are more useful than sprinklers. They clean every corner that is not covered: they take away the dust that has been deposited on the ground for a long time, the smelly water and peculiar smell in the garbage, and let us breathe fresh air in this short time. They took away the plastic bags that were dropped on the road, so that we couldn't see them flying about on the road. It takes the rain with dirty soil and enters the sewer together. How much joy it has brought us! How much you gave us! Now, the rain has stopped, and the world washed by the rain has become cleaner and the air is fresher. It smells different from usual, with some dust and garbage. It gives people a lot, but it doesn't ask people for anything. There is selflessness.

I looked at the tree with dewdrops on its leaves, swaying in the wind as if singing there. (Suzhou Wanda Enterprise Service-Wanda Literature) Ah, it's raining! Rain, you are the messenger, you are selfless, but unknown, and your spirit is brilliant.

3. Write a fluent sentence with rain. Who should Xiaohua Mall lend his umbrella to? Xiaohua Mall has four good friends: a bird, a turtle and a rooster. Sister duck has been playing. Xiaohua Mall went fishing in the pond near grandma's house and picked up a broken umbrella on his way home. I think: Every time it rains, my parents give me an umbrella, but it rains like frost. I caught a cold several times because of the rain. It would be nice to have more umbrellas at home ... I'll repair the broken umbrella. I think Xiaohua Mall will check the broken umbrella and make a big hole with an old handkerchief to mend the needle. Where is the net? Hooks and nets have no needles, and nets are hardly used. Xiaohua Mall said to himself, cloth, needles, and nets all over Xiaohua Mall began to repair umbrellas ... After a long time, umbrellas were finally repaired. Xiaohua Mall's hands were stabbed with countless scars, and blood was still oozing from that place. Xiaohua Mall took pains to open a small umbrella and enjoyed his Xiaohua Mall carefully. When he finished enjoying it, he put away his umbrella and walked home. Suddenly it rained. Xiaohua Mall immediately opened an umbrella and walked in Xiaohua Mall's home. Walking and finally leaving home. Xiaohua Mall is too tired to stop and have a rest. I vaguely saw it. In front of the pavilion, some people took shelter from the rain and looked at the birds and turtles carefully. Xiaohua Mall said to himself, friends also saw it: Xiaohua Mall, Xiaohua Mall, come on. Friends shouted, and Xiaohua Mall immediately ran to Xiaohua Mall with an umbrella and a bird. The little turtle said that Xiaohua Mall seemed to read his mind. He said, you want to borrow my umbrella. Anyway, I will go home soon. Lend it to your friends. This umbrella can hold two people. Just as Xiaohua Mall handed them the umbrella, two men rushed in with their heads in their arms. It turns out that Xiaohua Mall's two good friends, Sister Duck and Rooster, saw that Xiaohua Mall had an umbrella. They can't wait to say that Xiaohua Mall will go home soon. Lend it to me. I have promised to lend it to both of them. When Xiaohua Mall looked at the bird and the turtle, the turtle said, "Bird, it's raining and flying." . I have a thick turtle shell to keep out the rain. It doesn't matter. I will use an umbrella. Use it. The little cock was moved by the little turtle and said, Sister Duck is weak, and she will get sick in the rain for a while. I also want an umbrella. Fight, rooster brother. I appreciate your kindness ... to let Xiaohua Mall look at each other humbly.

4. Rain composition 1. Rain rang out of the window. The students who are wringing their eyebrows and thinking seem to be disturbed. They all looked up and complained a few words.

It is true that rain is sometimes annoying, but it also has its loveliness. Whether it is a light rain in spring or a sudden night rain in autumn.

As long as we listen and understand, I believe everyone will have different tastes. Put down your pen and feel the rain tonight. I found that it not only has the smoothness and crispness of "light rain in the sky" described in the poem, but also differs from the coldness and aloofness of "autumn rain in South Lake".

The rain tonight is very unpredictable. Looking through the street lamp, you can slightly distinguish the tall plantains. Under the shower of rain, there is an emotional appeal of "rain hits banana", and there is a sadness of "rain at night" and selling souls. There are only a few flowers left on the osmanthus tree, and the osmanthus soaked on the ground may sing "turn into mud to protect flowers". Rain is a comfort to our troubles. Whenever our mood is complicated and depressed, the rain can always smooth all the grievances in our hearts.

I really want to take off my shoes, put on hemp fiber, walk barefoot in the rain, and feel the chic and romance of Mr. Dongpo's sentence "Why not sing slowly?" Rain is like a human spirit, knowing people's feelings and troubles.

We also have a soft spot for rain. Whenever it rains, we can always express some regrets. Rain seems to tear off the mask of life and release the truest self.

Maybe the weather varies from place to place, so the rain varies from place to place. The weather in Jiangnan is beautiful, and the rain seems to have contaminated the habits of Jiangnan. It is always soft, similar to "stained with clothes and apricot flowers".

As long as it is not affected by the typhoon, the rain in the south of the Yangtze River is always intoxicating and lingering. But the weather in the north is bad, and there are often sandstorms. So the rain in the north is not as lingering as the rain in the south of the Yangtze River. The rain in the north always carries the massiness and solidity of the Loess Plateau, hitting the ground like a meteor, splashing a lot of mud. So even wearing rain shoes is useless, and you can't escape the fate of changing clothes after all.

The rain in a place seems to have made a person's character. The rain in the south of the Yangtze River seems too soft to me. Although it can also be thought-provoking, it is a little more bookish, after all, less heroic and domineering in the north. Mongolian fighters bathed in rain in the north once swept across Eurasia and conquered the prosperous Southern Song Dynasty, which was located in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River.

Therefore, I have been hoping that the rain in Jiangnan will be heavier ... It seems to be getting heavier again. I closed my eyes and rested against the wall. 2, rainy scenery and rain, it has been raining, and the rain is getting bigger and bigger. The rain hit the window and made a beep, beep sound.

The sky is like a big sieve, and endless raindrops fall on the earth. In the distance, the houses shrouded in rain are completely invisible.

Just when I was attracted by the rain scene, a strong wind suddenly blew, which dispersed the dense rain and turned it into rain fog, shaking the branches and causing great vibration on the roof. The world of rain becomes lively, the wind chases the rain, the rain chases the wind, and the wind and rain join hands to play again. Gradually, the wind weakened.

But looking around, the heavy rain is still falling, which may last for many days. Raindrops, like broken beads, keep falling from the eaves and blossom on the ground.

The rain that fell on the ground formed a "lake", and the small mound inside was land, and just a few leaves floated by, which looked like a boat. It is really interesting! The rain in "sasha vujacic" is constantly falling. "Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.

Looking out of the window, I can't see anything clearly, because there is a very wide bead curtain hanging between heaven and earth. The rain fell on the ground, splashing one after another, very beautiful.

Rain flows down the eaves, like a broken pearl at first, and gradually becomes a line. There is more and more water on the ground, which flows into streams.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and I quietly look up and look out, as if it were the legendary rain world arrival. How pure and wonderful the crystal spilled on the ground is! The water accumulated more and more, and the last "streams" ran hand in hand to the distance.

People are walking in the street with colorful umbrellas, as if flowers are blooming on the water. Looking into the forest, the water seems to be red, yellow, gold, green and blue ... all kinds of colors, countless! It has been raining, but it is getting smaller and smaller, and it has lost its momentum just now.

There are more and more pedestrians on the road, but they all bring umbrellas. Who knows when the rain will stop? 3, a person's rainy day, a person's rainy day, although wet, but those beautiful sadness and smiles are still accompanied by wet scenes, feeling the fragrance and warmth of the rain. .. in the morning, when I was still asleep in the warm bed, the sound of "rustling" kept ringing outside the window, and I was awakened. I looked out of the window, and it turned out to be raining. The road was wet, and the rain fell from the sky and fell drop by drop before my eyes.

My heart trembled slightly and my mood relaxed with the rain in front of me. I haven't seen the scene of rain for a long time, and I feel the fragrance, warmth and unusual of rain. When I was very young, probably at the beginning of the first day of junior high school, I had a deep affection for rain and an unspeakable love for rainy days.

I like to write articles about rainy days. I like walking alone on the garden path with an umbrella in the drizzle, feeling and enjoying the scene in the rain; I like to pick up a pen when the rain comes and write some articles about the rain, which is thought-provoking. My feelings are in the rain and melt in it. I like to stand alone in front of the windowsill and watch the rain fall from the sky. The sound of rain forms a beautiful arc in mid-air, and it is a different feeling and comfort to listen attentively to the sound of rain. Rainy days, full of too many memories.

My stories are all about rain, and the scenes of rainy days are constantly emerging in my mind at the moment. The imprint of rain, the thoughts of rain, everything of rain.

A boy who loves rainy days. How fresh the air is on rainy days.

I like to walk on the green grass purified and moistened by rain and feel the simplest and warmest breath of nature. Looking at the dew on the grass, it is unusually green and full of vitality.

I met her on a rainy day. Rain witnessed our acquaintance.

5. The composition "It's raining" is 400 words, and I'm in a hurry ... "The cheerful rain in the morning woke me up from my dream. I absently came to the window and opened the curtain. It's wet and rainy outside. It started raining yesterday afternoon, and it hasn't stopped yet.

Yesterday, the sky was gray, cloudy and windy. At five o'clock in the afternoon, the wind suddenly became stronger, and the young trees were bent by the wind, and the leaves on the trees kept floating down. After a while, it began to rain in Mao Mao, and pedestrians on the road hurried home. It's raining harder and harder, and it's still raining outside when I sleep at night. Raindrops the size of copper coins are playing percussion on the window, which makes me unable to sleep.

In the morning, the school is still raining, and my mother said, "It's cold today, so put on more sweaters!" " "I slipped on my sweater and went out with an umbrella. Raindrops playfully beat my umbrella, as if playing music for me. Pedestrians on the road are carrying colorful umbrellas and floating around in the rain like colorful flowers, forming a beautiful scenery. There are many puddles on the road, so I have to walk on tiptoe. The short trees on the roadside seem to grow taller after being moistened by rain, and the grass and flowers are more beautiful after being washed by rain. The road in front of the school was full of rain and merged into a small river. When the rain falls into the water, it draws a note on the water. These notes are circles drawn by raindrops on the water. A child ran past me as soon as I entered the school gate. Little raindrops under his feet splashed on me. The child laughed and shouted, "Have fun!" "The back playground of the school is also full of rain, and the students of Grade One and Grade Two are running and jumping in the water, with uncontrollable joy on their faces:" It's really fun! " You don't care if your shoes are wet and your clothes are wet. We are located in the plateau, and the climate is dry. It seldom rains so heavily.

Rain moistens thirsty trees and grass, brings joy to children and purifies the air at the same time. I like this rain very much!

6. It rained 400 words this evening and it rained cats and dogs.

After my mother and I finished eating, we discussed going out for a walk. It's darker than usual outside. As soon as I went out, I felt something strange in the sky: the sky in the west flashed, as if a person was flickering with a flashlight, which stood out against the dark. Mom guessed, "Could it be a laser?" I asked, "Where are the lasers piece by piece? I guess it's going to rain. " Maybe God is eager to confirm my words, maybe my "prophecy" has come true. Less than 30 meters after walking, the "rustling" rain came. We have to speed up our steps and hurry home. On the way, I saw several bicycles blown down by the strong wind.

After entering the room, I hurried to the study. Before I could turn on the light, a whisper smacked in my face. I let out a cry and turned on the light, only to see that my mother's keyboard cover was blown down because of the strong wind. Just one step, yeah! I was framed by the blown "hidden weapons"-mouse pad.

After I closed the window, I looked at the rain carefully. This rain is really unusual, and the raindrops as big as beans fall on the ground. Is the Pearl Necklace of the Empress Dowager broken? At this time, a flash of lightning "shua" suddenly cut through the sky. I secretly took a look, but I didn't expect the sky to be purple, which scared me!

It has been raining for a long time, and I haven't stopped writing a weekly diary.

7. It rained 600 words 1: Ah, it rained again.

Outside the window, it began to rain again. The rain is heavy for a while and light for a while. For a while, like soybeans, it fell hard and fell on the head, cold; In a short time, it becomes a broken thread, and a little bit falls on the body, which is simply a kind of enjoyment-they are endless and unpredictable.

The wind, accompanied by rain, flutters in the air together. The wind is like rain, and it blows gently on the body like a little sheep for a while, which is a feeling that cannot be made artificially; After a while, it doesn't know what happened. It's as fierce as a popsicle, cold and cold.

There is a poem that says: "The spring rain is falling, and the grass is blooming on the river." Although this sentence cannot be said to be in the rivers and lakes, it is not an exaggeration to use it to describe this scene. Rain drops on the ground, trees and roofs. They seem to be the messengers entrusted by God to clean the earth. They are more useful than sprinklers. They clean every corner that is not covered: they take away the dust that has been deposited on the ground for a long time, the smelly water and peculiar smell in the garbage, and let us breathe fresh air in this short time. They took away the plastic bags that were dropped on the road, so that we couldn't see them flying about on the road. It takes the rain with dirty soil and enters the sewer together. How much joy it has brought us! How much you gave us!

Now, the rain has stopped, and the world washed by the rain has become cleaner and the air is fresher. It smells different from usual, with some dust and garbage. It gives people a lot, but it doesn't ask people for anything. There is selflessness. I looked at the tree with dewdrops on its leaves, swaying in the wind as if singing there. (Suzhou Wanda Enterprise Service-Wanda Literature)

Ah, it's raining! Rain, you are the messenger, you are selfless, but unknown, and your spirit is brilliant.

8. Diary Early in the morning on a rainy day, I opened the curtains and saw that the windows were covered with water droplets; Ah, great, another rainy day. It rained for ten days, half a month or even a month. The wet clothes in the room were like ten thousand flags, and the walls and floors were all wet. I didn't complain. Rainy days always take me to another place where I can enjoy my happy childhood again.

At that time, in my hometown Yongjia, Zhejiang, I was only six years old and slept in my mother's warm arms. It was dawn, and I was relieved to hear the rain on the back of the tile. Because of the rainy days, my mother doesn't have to get up early to cook, so she can lie under the hot bed for a while. I can't bear to sleep, and I won't let my mother sleep, clamoring for her to tell stories. My mother closed her eyes and told me the story of a rainy day: there was a blind man who had no umbrella on a rainy day. A passer-by saw his pity and took him home with an umbrella. When the blind man came home, he said that the umbrella was his. He said that the two ribs of his umbrella were tied with twine and there was a hole in the handle. You are absolutely right. It turned out that he touched it with his hands while walking. The umbrella owner smiled and gave it to him.

9. I urgently need a 600-word composition about "It's raining". I was reading a book in my room when suddenly, a "wow-wow-"voice interrupted my train of thought.

I came to the window and looked, ah, it's raining! Somehow, I saw God in the window. Listen, countless water drops are playing and singing beautiful melodies, which is refreshing.

The color of the sky suddenly darkens and becomes more and more mysterious. The rain is really heavy.

The dry ground was quickly filled with accumulated water, and the sound of rain changed from "rustling sand" to "brushing". The rain broke and continued, from thin to thick, and it rained harder and harder, blurring everything around ... the weather was really cold. The rain coming in from the outside hit the face and slipped down the cheek.

Ah! Cool, giving people a hazy feeling of flickering. I was intoxicated by it ... it rained at the right time.

The rain woke up everything, and the flowers still bloomed brilliantly, but they gained more vitality; Birds are still lively, but simpler; Lush bushes continue to tell old stories, but more lonely ... at this time, the rain stopped abruptly, and everything was calm again, still so ordinary. Just then, a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky. The rainbow really has seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.

I slowly came to my senses and enjoyed this rare scene. My mood is as beautiful as a rainbow, and an unspeakable feeling comes to my mind.

The rainbow is getting weaker and weaker and slowly disappears on the horizon. Everything was so beautiful, I picked up a pen and recorded everything I saw.

After school! After school! "The students shouted happily and walked out of the classroom and went home. They didn't know it was raining outside.

Suddenly, the leading classmates said loudly, "Classmates, it's raining heavily. Students who have parents to pick them up can go first. " As a result, the students whose parents came immediately went up and took their parents' hands and left.

The rest of the students talked in succession: "Alas, I didn't bring my umbrella!" " ""why hasn't my mother come to pick me up? I am really anxious! " "Oh, nobody at home today. How can I get back? "This time, the leading students took the lead. The people behind follow.

The students in our class don't care whether it rains or not, but they like it very much. When we walked out of the school gate, a large crowd crowded in.

That's some parents looking for their children. Let's keep going.

In a short time, we were on our way. "Oh, how beautiful!" Some students shouted loudly.

Yes, people are walking in a hurry on the main road with umbrellas. The umbrella is really beautiful, and the color of the poncho is also lovely, intertwined, colorful and beautiful! Not long after we got to the main road, the teacher who escorted us across the street came.

Although he had an umbrella in his hand, he didn't open it to take care of us. He took us across the street, and then returned to the opposite side with peace of mind to pick up the students from the next class to cross the road.

We crossed the road and flew like free birds in the blue sky. On the way, Dai Yaxiang and I played in the rain and splashed water on each other.

Not far away, my grandmother came. She handed me the umbrella.

But I changed hands and gave the umbrella to Dai Yaxiang. Then, I got under my grandmother's umbrella, took her umbrella and chatted happily with her.

Grandma hugged me tightly. After breaking up, I said goodbye to Dai Yaxiang and asked her to take the umbrella home and give it to me tomorrow.

Then, grandma and I went home happily. Oh, it's really irritating. A few days ago, Grandpa Sky kept a clear face, and the freckles on his face never faded. I wonder if he wears "skin cream". Why is his face never clean? You can also contribute. After a few days, Grandpa Sky seems to have found his ugly face and started to get angry.

At this moment, its face becomes dark and even uglier than before. After a while, with a bang, a series of lights appeared. Alas, grandpa Sky is angry. Suddenly, the wind blew hard, and the trees, grass and flowers shook violently with the wind blowing from Grandpa Sky's mouth. They all seem to be animals without self, and some people seem to be dancers. When the wind blows here, they shake here, when the wind blows there, they are there again, looking particularly neat.

In an instant, the water drops fell, and Grandpa Sky finally began to cry. Grandpa Sky's "tears" flowed down like pearls with broken lines. "Tears" dripped into the river and a little waterline appeared. The fish in the river play happily, as if "tears" didn't affect their mood at all.

"Tears" dripped into the pond, and the lotus and lotus leaves in the pond shook their bodies. Lotus leaf received a few drops of "tears", and those "tears" rolled around. Finally, they all roll to the center, forming a bigger "tear". Lotus leaves shake, tears roll away and close again. In this way, some lotus flowers hide and collect. Hiding below is very delicate, but there is a docility, and standing outside is strong and unyielding, just like a soldier guarding the frontier.

"Tears" dripped on the shutters of the window and made a crackling sound, like a symphony. On that bumpy road, "tears" dripped here, immediately forming a small puddle, which is the road doll that receives "tears"! On the way, the umbrella bloom, red, green, blue, pink, yellow ... colorful, beautiful! Perhaps Grandpa Sky was tired from crying, and the "tears" gradually became smaller.

After a while, Grandpa Sky stopped crying and became all smiles. His face became clean and he smiled happily. Look at some places on the ground where there are floods, some places where trees are staggered, and some places are safe and sound.

It's looking at itself again, isn't it? When did you get such a beautiful rainbow? You can also contribute. It seems that grandpa is going to work again! If you are satisfied, please accept it.