The first spring rain

The first spring rain 1 When I went to school in the morning, I found it was cloudy, not as sunny as usual, so I thought:

"Well, it seems that the weather is not good today."

When we got to school, it began to rain in Mao Mao, and everything in the school, including ourselves, got wet. I suddenly found out in the second class, huh? Is it sunny? ! My mood has also become clear. Before long, however, it was dark again. It's dark and the lights in the classroom are on. I turned my head and looked out the window. Ah, what's the matter The weather at noon is like night, and it is already dark outside. My heart suddenly sank.

Ten minutes later, it began to dawn, and then it rained cats and dogs. The rain outside the window sounded like beautiful music.

After school, my mother waited for me at the door. She brought me a beautiful raincoat. I happily put on my raincoat and walked out of school with my mother. It rained even harder, and big raindrops fell heavily on the ground, splashing silver water and merging into a stream. They play spring music together. Small trees on the roadside are swaying in the wind, enjoying the moisture of spring rain. I am excited to fly in the rain, like a happy bird. Children are wearing colorful umbrellas, just like gorgeous flowers in the rain.

How nice! Spring rain brings the news of spring and moistens the dry land. I remembered an old proverb:

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil."

The first spring rain 2 I like snow-white in winter, fiery red in summer and golden in autumn, but I prefer light green in spring and the first rain in spring.

In the morning, my mother woke me up, and I opened my sleepy eyes impatiently. I lay down and slept before my mother left my room ... I didn't blush until my mother woke me up again. I put on my clothes in a hurry, ate a mouthful of rice at random and walked out of the house. I am walking alone in the empty street, feeling the tenderness, delicacy and obscurity of the spring rain, which can be described as "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently"! At night, the spring rain silently waters the land and seedlings, and you can see the fruits of its efforts every morning. Raindrops are scattered on the earth like beads.

At noon, when I saw the green trees sprouting which were washed clean by light rain, I felt an irresistible excitement. I don't know why I always want to rush up and pull the bud down, but I know that pulling it will cause withering and can't go against the laws of nature! I almost trampled the grass that had just grown. Today, I see more beauty in life, which I never seem to have observed so carefully before. Dewdrops glistened on the leaves of flowers. How beautiful the spring rain is!

In the evening, I sat on the bed and watched the drizzle outside the window. I recalled a series of things that happened today. How I wish I could become a grass moistened by the spring rain and grow under it!

Spring rain-so gentle, so kind, so kind!

The first spring rain 3 is like a dream, the clothes are not wet, the face is not cold, "moisten things silently."

The rain in summer is a little less gentle than the rain in spring, but it is so majestic and heavy;

I'm getting impatient again. I said I would come, but I came and left in a hurry and couldn't stay for a moment.

At this time, the sky is full of dark clouds, and sometimes there are several roaring thunder in the distance;

Standing on a high place overlooking, it seems to have rained heavily in the distance. This situation is also explosive now.

At first, the rain was as fine as a feather, dense, light and delicate. Then, the rain fell from the sky like a pearl, crystal clear, and I was going to count it. The sound was so light.

Suddenly, not far away, a light flashed, as fast as a blink of an eye, like a sword fluttering in the sky. With a bang, thunder followed. If the earth were to fall, it would be deafening. The sound of rain suddenly increased, from pearls to arrows and water curtains, and the sound was so compact.

It's raining harder and harder! Between heaven and earth a hazy, such as into the fog.

All the pedestrians on the road are dead. It seems that the rain is not enough, lightning and thunder, torrential rain, alternating wind and rain, make people cry, frighten cicadas to be silent, flies to run, mosquitoes to hide.

Rain, wind and thunder are intertwined, just like a thrilling movement, one after another, replacing the noise of the city and making people in the city closer to the magical nature.

The first spring rain 4 "sasha vujacic ..." The spring rain began. This soft and fresh melody and gentle music language, like a gurgling spring, melted into the earth.

In the spring rain, a well-dressed young man walked on the bustling street with an umbrella. Walking, he came to a shop. Seeing an old man looking for something in front of the shop, the young man went over and asked, "Uncle, what are you looking for?" The old man replied, "somehow, my umbrella is missing." The young man quickly said, "Grandpa, you will get sick if it rains so hard!" " Otherwise, I'll take you home! "The old man nodded his head. Just as he was about to leave, the old man saw the umbrella in the young man's hand, which was exactly the same as the one he lost! The old man thought he stole it, and his heart could not help but rise with anger. He said angrily, "well, you stole my umbrella and you pretended to send me home." What are you worried about! The young man quickly explained, "You misunderstood me." ... I just want to take you home! The old man didn't believe him and insisted that he had stolen the umbrella. In this way, more and more people are watching. Everyone blames the young man.

At this time, a salesman heard the news and asked about the cause and effect. Go to the old man and say kindly, "Grandpa, you misunderstood him. You left your umbrella in the shop. I'll get it for you. " With that, the salesman took out the old man's umbrella from the shop and gave it to the old man.

The umbrella returned to the owner's hand, the misunderstanding was eliminated, and the spring rain seemed to be more cheerful in the field. Sasha vujacic …

The First Spring Rain On the morning of the 5th, after several weak spring thunder, the first rain since beginning of spring began. In the twilight, the rain slowly falls.

What a wonderful spring rain. Even the mood is new, and there is a refreshing and pleasant feeling in my heart. The tree is new, and the new green buds are covered with branches;

Grass is new, new and delicate;

Flowers are new, and new flowers are in bud. My mood seems to have been washed and polished by rain, and a clear and cheerful feeling is growing. He is hazy and clear. It covers everything with an ethereal gauze and washes everything clearly and clearly. The whole world is like a newborn baby, as if everything had started all over again.

I walked into the rain and fog, and there was a moist and warm breath, as if reporting the news of the arrival of spring.

The bulging raindrops fell like pearls, as if I had a large fortune, which was indescribable. There was an inexplicable joy in my heart.

Sometimes it rains heavily and sometimes it rains lightly. The world in front of us is blocked in the cobweb of rain.

The rain stopped and everything was fresh and bright. How beautifully the natural scenery has been washed! In the sky of Chu Qing, only a few white clouds are floating around. ...

The first spring rain 6 The first spring rain of this year arrived as scheduled, and we are still in class. The rain beat against the window and we all looked out.

Spring rain falls on the earth like a wisp of drizzle. Like a beautiful embroidered mother throwing a silver needle and shining. It is raining harder. On the roof, in the street, a layer of white rain and fog splashed, just like an ethereal plain yarn. After class, we ran to the playground. Raindrops gently hit our faces, and the cold wind blew on our faces. I couldn't help shivering and turned and ran into the teaching building.

The rain in early spring is mixed with small pieces of ice, bright as snow and cold as graupel, but it belongs to spring rather than winter. Like ice, but without some ice indifference, like snow, it will never pollute the earth again. It carries the news of the end of winter and the first greeting in spring, permeates the earth, infiltrates everything, destroys decay and inspires new life.

After school, we breathe the fresh air after the rain and walk home against the unique warm wind in spring.

Through the park, after the spring rain, the lawn is "similar in color from a distance, but there is nothing", and some new green grows quietly in the grass. It's green from a distance, but there's not a trace of green at close range. As long as you pull a piece of grass by hand, you will find that the root of the grass is green. It will turn completely green before you know it.

The rain began to trickle down again, hitting my face comfortably, and it played the opening movement again.

The first spring rain 7 I like the cold of winter, the heat of summer and the coolness of autumn, but I prefer the tenderness of spring and the continuous drizzle of spring.

The spring rain came, and I walked on the path, breathing fresh air and touching the breath of spring, feeling particularly comfortable.

Light rain, as thin as a needle tip, as light as a cow's hair, as smoke and fog, falls silently and drops on my face and body. The buds on the branches leaned out of their cute little heads and looked at me quietly and smiled. Light rain fell naughtily on them. Ha, what a beautiful beaded dress! The wind doll is so naughty, blowing rain everywhere, falling on the tree, on the grass and on my face.

Inadvertently looked up and saw a new green in the distance. That's a tree, that's grass, and that's the messenger of spring. I can't help walking there quickly. Hey, where is the grass? I want to know, why are they missing? A closer look reveals a smile on her lips. The grass is too small, it is light green from a distance, but it is not clear when you look closely. I took a deep breath and was intoxicated. How charming this strange scenery is! Looking up, I saw a layer of aperture on the edge of the cloud, which was the light of the sun. Oh, how strange and wonderful the scenery is!

Rain, falling quietly. This spring rain has driven away the traces of winter, made spring more beautiful and made people love spring more. Look! Trees shoot green buds, grass drills out of the ground, and even buildings seem to straighten their backs. What a refreshing experience!

In spring, when the first spring rain comes, we don't need to worry about unpleasant things, because when the first spring rain comes, people's hearts have been washed. Isn't it? The first spring rain represents a new beginning.

There are all kinds of rains all year round. However, I only loved the first affectionate drizzle that spring. ...

The first spring rain 8 The feet on this road were soaked by rain, and every memory here was gradually blurred. I didn't remember your face until one day. Your face is fresh, your smile is fresh; That's where we play under the tree. Finally, one day, your back gradually dissipated on this road, watching your back left your tears. After the spring rain, the old trees on both sides of the road began to grow zebra crossings on new branches and leaves, just like newly carved railings.

That night was also brushed clean, and even the footprints we left were ruthlessly washed away. Suddenly, a fresh air floated to this flower from a distance, which made me take a few breaths and spit out the heavy breath in my stomach. Exhale. Spring came overnight. It brings warmth to the earth. It brings green new clothes to flowers and trees and brings us the breath of spring.

The water on this riverside road was blown away by the breeze, and long willow branches floated with the wind. My intoxicated face makes me feel a little wet. A light rain in the breeze seems to be coming. Raindrops fall on the green grass, and the grass dotted with rain looks more golden and charming. Will the rain fall slowly on the Chinese fir? Is the rain too heavy for it? Shui Ying on the beach is printed with all the flowers and trees around him, oblique raindrops, slight ripples and willow branches floating in the wind. I look at my face. It depicts all this in Shui Ying. The wind stopped and the rain stopped. Only the fragrant air is left. I walked gently on the rainy road. The first spring rain came to the earth, awakened everything and started a new season.

The first spring rain is the coldness of winter rain, while the spring rain is the coolness of activity.

The world no longer sleeps, making the spring rain continuous. It's sunny today, and the grass is struggling to grow small buds. In an instant, it was dark and the sky was gloomy. Many clouds hang together, as if the heavens and the earth have been opened, and more and more clouds in the sky are like a big cover.

"Slice! Stop! , boom! Boom, wow! Hey! " Lightning and thunder rushed to the ground with the rain, and the rain fell on the ground and splashed every tiny splash.

"wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! ——"。 It's raining heavily, and the thunder and lightning are getting louder and louder without showing weakness. The storm bent the grass and the flowers.

As big as a doll crying in the sky, the raindrops are getting bigger and bigger, but the lightning is getting smaller and smaller. Did Leigong Dian Mu lose to Rain God? There are fewer people and fewer vehicles. The rain gradually stopped thinning, the clouds dispersed with a flash of lightning, the beautiful and fiery sun came out, the sun shone on the land, and the grass emerged from the ground like Hercules; The flower raised its head; Ginkgo has become greener; Everyone came out from home and accepted the new smell after the rain.

This is beautiful, it is the spring rain that people praise!

The first spring rain 10 The first spring rain this year arrived as scheduled, and we are still in class. The rain beat against the window and we all looked out.

Spring rain falls on the earth like a wisp of drizzle. Like a beautiful embroidered mother throwing a silver needle and shining. It is raining harder. On the roof, in the street, a layer of white rain and fog splashed, just like an ethereal plain yarn. After class, we ran to the playground. Raindrops gently hit our faces, and the cold wind blew on our faces. I couldn't help shivering and turned and ran into the teaching building.

The rain in early spring is mixed with small pieces of ice, bright as snow and cold as graupel, but it belongs to spring rather than winter. Like ice, but without some ice indifference, like snow, it will never pollute the earth again. It carries the news of the end of winter and the first greeting in spring, permeates the earth, infiltrates everything, destroys decay and inspires new life.

After school, we breathe the fresh air after the rain and walk home against the unique warm wind in spring.

Through the park, after the spring rain, the lawn is "similar in color from a distance, but there is nothing", and some new green grows quietly in the grass. Looking at green from a distance, there is not a trace of green at close range. As long as you pull a piece of grass by hand, you will find that the root of the grass is green. It will turn completely green before you know it.

The rain began to trickle down again, hitting my face comfortably, and it played the opening movement again.

The first spring rain 1 1 I like rustling spring rain, cold winter rain and cool autumn rain, but I prefer summer rainstorm.

Summer is coming, and the sun is burning like a fireball. I hide at home every day, enjoying the cool air conditioning, and feel particularly comfortable. The rainstorm is as heavy as Mount Tai and a dime a dozen, and it keeps hitting the ground and roof. After a while, water was everywhere on the ground. Heavy rain raged in many places. Flowers are blooming everywhere, and the earth has been bathed and become more vibrant!

Summer rain, swooping down, he drove away the footprints of spring breeze, drove away the summer heat, and became much cooler. Look! The earth has become extremely comfortable!

Well, sometimes people worry about the fact that there is water everywhere on the earth. However, now people are ready to open sewers to prevent floods at home. Isn't it? A rainstorm represents a new beginning!

There are all kinds of rains all year round. However, I only like a rainstorm that summer!

In the early morning of the first spring rain 12, I rushed out of the house to go to school with my schoolbag on my back. Just down the stairs, I was hit by my sister in the spring rain. I ran to the car in the rain. The light rain is as thin as a needle tip, as light as an ox hair, as smoke and fog, and falls silently.

Drive, look out, ah! The house in the distance seems to be "soaked" in the fog like milk.

When I came to school, some students talked about the spring rain that day, and their mouths were smiling. After class, most of the children in our class ran out of the classroom and enjoyed the joy brought by the spring rain. Some play on the open platform; Some people grabbed the water drops on the railing ... I put my hand out of the railing and quietly felt the coolness of the rain. The bud on the branch leaned out of the lovely little head slightly, looked at me quietly and smiled. The light rain fell naughtily on us. Ha, what a beautiful beaded dress! Wind dolls are so naughty, blowing rain everywhere, falling on trees, grass and my face. ...

Spring rain! Beautiful spring rain. You came quietly with the breeze. You awakened the hibernating trees, awakened the sleeping grass, nourished the marriage, watered the trees with rain, injected new vitality into everything and brought me hope at the same time.

The first spring rain 13 "Hua, Hua", huh? I was once awakened by the bell "Ding, Ding". What's changed today? My first reaction was that it was raining? I opened the window and found it was raining.

People say, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." This spring rain is just the right time for Huaibei, which has been dry for a winter. I had a quick breakfast and rushed out to see the first spring rain. It was raining in Mao Mao outside, and the embroidery needle-like rain fell on the ground and was instantly absorbed by the arid land.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, like a broken pearl hitting the ground, and the splashing water forms white lotus. When I came to school, there was already a lot of water on the ground. Looking up, the sky was almost covered by umbrellas. It's really a world of water and an ocean of umbrellas. Although we are in the classroom, our hearts fly to the field. I seem to see a large area of wheat seedlings holding their heads high, craning their necks and sucking nectar hungrily. Flowers of all colors are more colorful under the nourishment of spring rain. Add vitality to spring.

This first spring rain moistened the earth, irrigated crops and freshened the air. Let our life become better!

The first spring rain 14 rained! It is raining! This is the first spring rain this year. Xiaoyu fell from the sky and began their first spring outing.

A little rain fell on the small leaves and rustled! Vujacic! Leaves are as crisp as silver bells! The leaves looked at the light rain in their arms in surprise, and their eyes shone with excitement. The leaves lay down happily and let Xiaoyu fall asleep sweetly in their arms.

Little raindrops fell on the small pond, tick-tock! Tick tock! The small pond warmly greeted the drizzle in the distance, and the corners of its eyes wrinkled with laughter. It rained a little, so I took the "Upright" to see the width and beauty of the pond.

A little rain flowed into the farmer's uncle's field. They have long heard that Xiaomiao in the field wants to make friends with Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu came to Vivi and tickled naughtily. Vivi trembled with laughter, as if he had grown taller. The farmer's uncle smiled and said, "This is really a timely rain!"

Xiaoyu saw the seven-color umbrella that the children were playing with, so she climbed up and slipped down carelessly. However, the umbrella left light rain and happy footprints.

It rained a little and went to many places ... wherever it went, it played "Song of Spring" to welcome it!

Father Sun called for the light rain in the sky: "Light rain, the trip should be over, go back to the sky!" " "Xiaoyu said goodbye to small leaves, ponds, seedlings and umbrellas. Xiaoyu turned into steam and flew back to the sky.

The first spring rain 15 today, I ushered in the first spring rain in March this year, which really has the charm of "good rain knows the season, when spring happens".

At night, I knew it was coming. Small raindrops fell in the sky, on my nose, hands, trees and grass, all of which indicated its coming. Sure enough, at night, I lay in bed and heard its lonely music. Even if there is no audience, no lights and no stage, it is still willing to continue playing and be a lonely musician. In the evening, I fell asleep listening to the symphony of spring rain. ...

In the morning, the sky turned out to be a fish-belly white, and the sun showed a temperature of two hairs. After last night's baptism, the grass, small trees and small flowers all put on new clothes. Green is dazzling and transparent. This kind of green can't be adjusted in the palette and can't be drawn under the brush. It is the green of nature and the real green. Looking around, it is a lush scene, so dreamy, the floor is smooth and bright, and people can't help but want to lick it to see if it is sweet. When you set foot on this land washed by rain, you can feel a kind of ethereal, a kind of freedom, and think of the tinkling spring water in the quiet place of the jungle, that tranquility, that loneliness and that beauty.