Write a composition after the spring rain.

1. After a spring rain, the composition of 500 words is as expensive as oil. " After a spring rain, we ran out of the classroom like a runaway wild horse and ran happily like a caged bird. The world is like washing, and we enjoy the beautiful scenery after the rain.

Along the way, the air was fresh as if it had been filtered. I exhaled and smelled the fragrance of grass, which was refreshing. How can there be blue sky, white clouds, trees and me in the mirror-like puddle? When I attacked Ji Yi and Wei Chao, I called all my friends over. Gee, the blue sky, trees and white clouds are all gone, leaving only a few small brains. We laughed.

I stepped on the water and it splashed everywhere. As I stepped on it, I sang: "The rain is knocking on my hat, ticking, who is playing the pipa, barefoot, scratching, and you are enjoying the spring rain." The puddle is full of water waves like fish scales, which is very beautiful.

When we came to the grassland, the grass had put on green clothes and greedily sucked the first spring rain. A gust of wind blew, the grass danced and the green clothes fluttered with the wind. Dewdrops on the grass tips are like gems and pearls, shining in the golden sun.

We came under the pine tree, the pine tree turned green, and the pine nuts on the tree turned red, like a child sitting on the tree. Chunyu knitted a pearl sweater for the pine tree.

We came to the peach tree again. Some peach blossoms only have two or three petals, some petals are all unfolded, revealing the stamens, and some flower bones look full and are about to burst. There is a naughty child, shaking peach branches, peach blossoms and dew all fall on us. Let's have a peach blossom rain, which is really pleasant.

After the spring rain, the air is fresh, the grass is greener, the peach blossoms are brighter, the pine trees are greener, and we are more energetic. I like spring rain, and I prefer the beautiful scenery after rain.

2. Continue to write a composition about the spring rain. The spring rain came suddenly, followed by waves of wet winds, followed by wisps of light clouds and rain, which came quietly.

First of all, I heard its sound, coming from distant buildings and from the vast and dark sky-rustling, rustling ... like a song without words, it magically floated from all directions, becoming clearer and louder, from far to near ... The spring rain dripped like a ray of rain falling on the field, nourishing green seedlings. The spring rain is falling, the rain is foggy, and thousands of silver wires are rippling in mid-air, just like a bead curtain, covering everything like a cloud.

Lively swallows wear it in the rain, trying to cut open the rain curtain with scissors-like tails ... Spring rain falls on willow leaves, rustling like a girl stroking the strings, and swallowing silkworm leaves like a silkworm baby ... Spring rain falls on the pink petals of peach blossoms, flashing and rolling like colorful pearls. Rain, sprinkled on the river, a silver flower appeared on the calm water.

The clever fish jumped up and made a splash, as if sucking the crystal rain. Rain seeps into the soil, and the wheat seedlings spread out green leaves, shining with rain and dew, so green that they will drip down; The grass woke up, drilled out of the ground, spread out, and smelled of spring ... Spring rain fell on people's hearts.

An old farmer was standing in the rain, and crystal rain dripped on his gray hair. He looked at the wheat seedlings in the field sucking the dew of spring and smiled as if to say, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil!" " "The rain gradually subsided ... at night, because it had just rained, the streets were not dry and the leaves were covered with raindrops.

The sky is full of blue-black clouds, as if someone spilled ink on the sky. Slowly, there are fewer and fewer dark clouds, revealing bright cracks, and there is light in the darkness.

The moon appears quietly in the sky, and the moonlight is like water. The moon is very small, like a radiant golden plate.

The moonlight is hazy. A faint moonlight.

Quietly pouring on the earth, shining on the earth ... Although the spring rain has stopped, it is still raining in my heart. Ah! Chunyu, you are the messenger of Miss Chun. You came to the earth with spring, nourishing green seedlings, embracing gurgling streams, emitting the fragrance of the earth ... bringing vitality to the earth.

In my heart, the spring rain is falling and the earth is laughing.

3. Write a composition about Spring Rain and Spring Rain

-The first rain in 2008

(Zheng Tai, Wuhan No.11 Junior High School)

Spring rain is not as violent as summer rain, autumn rain is not as melancholy, and winter rain is not as cold. The poet Du Fu's poem "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently" shows that the spring rain is "gentle as velvet".

When the cold winter passes, the plants in the world need the moisture of spring rain to get new life; All hibernating animals in the world need spring rain to announce the arrival of spring before they can climb out of the soil to play and start a new life.

"It's raining! It's raining! " The spring rain falls gently, which is the first rain in the spring of the new year. There is no happy summer rain, and there is no weak autumn rain.

Rain drops on the willow tree, and the willow tree pulls out new branches that are about to drop green; Rain drops on the bud, blooming the most beautiful petals; Rain drops on the soil, and Senecio grows in the soil.

At the moment, I am intoxicated in this spring rain, because the scenery is as beautiful and mysterious as a fairyland, and I feel that I am walking and soaring in this dreamlike realm.

At this time, the rain stopped, and all the hibernating animals got up to play, play and feed. At this time, nature has resumed its spring and vibrant scene. After the rain, it looks like a "paradise". Look at the rainbow over there. The appearance of rainbow makes the "Xanadu" here more beautiful. And not only the scenery here is beautiful, but also the air is beautiful, which makes me intoxicated by the scenery in front of me again.

As the saying goes, "a year's plan lies in spring." At first, I only thought it was used to say time, but now I understand that this proverb can not only say time, but also say scenery.

Spring rain is the world's "fireworks", because of her arrival, we took off our thick cotton-padded jackets; Because of her arrival, we feel warm; Because of her arrival, we no longer feel tired.

From this point of view, we should also thank the spring rain, which has given us a beautiful scenery on earth.

4. Write a 600-word composition on spring rain and give you some sentences.

After several drizzly spring rains, the mountains are green and the gurgling streams at the foot of the mountains are becoming more and more beautiful.

The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green, and the soft spring breeze warmed the river.

Look, it is raining again. Rain, like spun silk, is light and thin, and you can't hear the sound of falling, and you can't feel the dripping of fish. I just feel that this is like a kind of moist smoke, which gently moistens the earth and people's hearts. Under the nourishment of spring rain, wheat seedlings grow greener and vegetables and flowers bloom more golden. In a crisscross ditch, the spring water trickles. Young trees and willows spread their branches and leaves in the spring rain, greedily sucking the sweet rain.

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It just rained a few times in Mao Mao. This spring rain, like an envoy sent by Miss Chun, came to the world with spring in the new year.

Spring rain began to fall in the wheat field, and the green wheat seedlings rubbed their relaxed eyes after a winter break, revealing their little green heads. In the light breeze and drizzle, the wheat seedlings stretched their short bodies heartily and enjoyed the first gift given to them by teacher Chun-the spring rain.

Spring rain falls on the pond, and the ice in the pond has melted. Fish are turning freely in the pond. They swim to the surface one by one, jumping and enjoying the bath of spring rain. The frog in the pond, after a winter, jumped ashore from the water and let the spring rain fall on him. They jumped from shore to water for a while, and then jumped from water to shore. He shouted happily from time to time: "Goo goo, goo goo, goo goo". The spring rain has added a lot of vitality to the pond.

The spring rain falls in the Woods. After a winter, the forest is full of yellow mud and the trees are bare. After a spring, it looks like a stain. The Woods seem to have taken off their winter clothes and put on the spring clothes that Miss Chun made for them. The spring rain added a bit of "green" to the forest.

Spring rain falls on the lawn. The grass changed from yellow to green after a spring rain. Green is fresh, green is lovely and looks full of vitality. On the edge of willow trees, thousands of willow trees with yellow leaves are also spread out and floating in the wind. Spring rains bring infinite vitality to grasslands and willows.

Ah! Chunyu, you are the messenger sent by Miss Chun, bringing infinite vitality to our land! Spring rain You are the prelude to spring hymns, and you have dedicated all your strength to the earth.

Spring rain! I love you!

5. Write a 500-word composition on Spring Rain and get up early. Looking downstairs, the ground is slightly wet and it is raining.

Thin rain, slightly cool, I didn't stop, trotted all the way in the rain, crossed the road, ran south along the alley of Shixiaodong in Zhaoyang, and arrived at the flood control corridor along the Wangjiatang River. The brick pavement on the embankment is already wet in the spring rain (March 26, 2008 7: 59: 56, 65). In my impression, that spring rain always falls gently on that early spring night, as if to bring unexpected surprises. It seems that she is afraid of disturbing the dream of the world, so she is so quiet, caressing the thirsty earth and mountains like a filament, wetting every corner.

When I got up in the morning, the first thing that caught my eye was spinach and Koharu rain in the vegetable garden (2008-3-25 9:57:53, 65). In March, I often experience walking in the rain. Yesterday morning, the low air pressure indicated that it would rain. It may have rained a few drops in the morning at night, and finally it rained in Mao Mao even around 4 pm. Delicate, moist but not cold, riding a single spring rain (2008-3-25 7:38:32, 65) like a ray of silver thread weaves a hazy picture, clumsily walking on the back of old Niu Niu, with the shepherd's hat slung over his back, the flute melodious and melodious, the drizzle infiltrating the earth, and the new green face full of vitality. Wheat seedlings in winter moisten chapped skin, and swallows seem to cut the curtains there. Spring rain leaves home in the morning, and drizzle lingers in front of my eyes.

Perhaps it was the depression of a winter, or the once-in-a-century heavy snow in late winter and early spring left too many vicissitudes, and my heart suddenly stretched a lot these days. Although the blowing wind is still chilly, the feeling of staying on the skin has made people feel the return of life.

The spring rain beyond the Great Wall (2008-3-2113: 36: 08,65) was still full of dust and yellow yesterday, rendering the sky and the earth. I just felt cold this morning, but I didn't know that God had changed my mood. In the thin clouds, the smiling face of the sun is exposed, and the warm air is mixed with fresh thoughts of going to the park gymnasium to watch the spring rain according to the habit of doing morning exercises yesterday. Two days of gloomy sky, like a bitter * * * can't restrain sadness but can't cry. In this way, the spring rain continues to moisten the whole city. This kind of weather makes the lazy days suddenly wake up a lot.

I like this rainy day. Without the noise outside the window, the intermittent spring rain (2008-3-19 23: 36: 0165) roared all night, awakened the dawn of March and brought the first spring rain in the north. It's March in spring, but for people living in the north, spring always refuses to lift its shy veil. All the scenery has experienced the cold winter and is as silent as ever. Gray-brown single color is in a daze to pass the time, how can we have a spring rain (2008-3-18 22: 06:16544).

Without the drizzle and breeze of the past spring, even the green in my heart is miserly hidden in a corner of my heart. Are you also waiting for a spring rain to moisten the bud that was in bud? I think, maybe.

I remember in the middle of winter [Spring Rain], the rustling spring rain came into my dream, and it blossomed in my dream (2008-3-1714: 44: 38, 65). The ancients said: "Good rain knows the season, and when spring comes, it sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently." In the morning, I woke up in the falling rain, opened the window and a cool breeze blew in. The gray sky is like a drizzle. It was the first rain in the Spring Festival, and I loved it! Everything in the world moistens the spring rain (2008-3- 16 23:44:36, 65). The spring rain is lingering, but the sound of knocking on the awning is a bit urgent, as if it were the talk of the sky, trying to blend into the embrace of the earth.

The wind is not strong, and the trees in the rain look beautiful, like a painting, standing quietly and happily accepting the constant rain. The angle of the branches is just right, and they stretch around, dreaming that the spring rain has not arrived (2008-3-16/kloc-0: 56: 32, 65). I know that spring has come.

What told me was the cold wind, the thawed river, the warm sunshine and the smiles on people's faces. But I refuse to believe that I always expect a spring rain.

The spring rain is coming, I don't know yet. I'm in the house. It is outside the window.

I'm in a dream. It's not in it. I am not a willow in front of the window. No spring rain (2008-3- 14 9: 24: 17, 65) was accompanied by several spring thunder, and it really rained.

Raindrops hit my face, slightly cool, wet my hair and moisten my heart! In the face of the late spring rain, people walking on the road must have the same mood as me, naturally and happily. Although the rain is getting denser, no one is in a hurry to avoid it.

So leisurely, in the caress of rain, I received the spring rain (2008-3-1318:16: 56,65) as fine as a hairspring, without making a drop feel soft. Looking around the branches along the way, I saw that the buds were wet and the plump willows were fresh.

[Spring Rain] The spring rain is a little cold (2008-3-5 10:27:45, 65). My son, you were less than four years old that year, and the rain star in March fell on your brow. Do you feel a little cold? A thousand words, your mother entrusted you to me. At the moment I got off the bus, I couldn't get her heart back, and I sent a wisp of wind, wrapped in rain stars, which was a little cold.

It began to rain in the car, which was warm (2008-2-1714: 36: 47, 65), and there were raindrops outside the window, pattering on the sleeping night. At one o'clock in the morning, the lights between floors go out one by one, and the lights fade away as the night deepens, like escaping from the night during the day, and the lights at night may end before people fall asleep.

Maybe most people are asleep. They are hiding from the darkness of the night, and the spring rain (2007-12-913: 44: 09,65) suddenly comes, followed by waves of wet wind and light clouds and rain. First of all, I heard its voice. It came from a building in the distance, from the vast and dark sky-rustling, rustling ... like a song without words, it magically floated from all directions and gradually became clear and loud.

6. The composition about the spring rain, "It's raining in spring, it's raining in spring ..." This is my favorite song, because it describes how precious the spring rain is and makes us understand the truth that it is as expensive as oil.

This morning, my mother and I went out to buy food. It was raining in Mao Mao when we went out, so we didn't take an umbrella. But just after going out for a while, the sky changed from Mao Mao rain to downpour, and my mother and I hurried home. Spring rain brushes, and they fall to the ground one by one, splashing like naughty children. Reaching for the spring rain, I soon got a palm full of rain and felt very comfortable. The dripping spring rain falls like a line, and sometimes it makes a click sound.

What does spring rain mean? It means the arrival of spring with flowers and birds, the departure of cold winter, the germination of willow branches, the green coming here for a holiday, the awakening of Mother Earth, the humble grass and delicate flowers, the green wheat seedlings, the frogs who have been sleeping for a long time, the swallows in the south, and the calls. ...

Spring rain is like our teacher. We are like a dry sponge, absorbing the showers of knowledge. The teacher exhausted his energy in obscurity, but nourished us.

Spring rain is like our parents. It is their hard work that guarantees our lives.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil" is true. I think of a poem written by Du Fu: Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

Spring rain is really the messenger who makes everything in the world sprout. I like spring rain! Composition from middle school students composition daquan:

7. The composition about camellia in spring rain begins to bloom, and the birds begin to sing-you can't taste the birds and flowers in February. With my eyes closed, I walk among the green trees, but I feel my nose is a little wet. I want to know, another drop! "Wow-"It's raining, it's spring rain, spring rain! As the saying goes: Spring rain is as expensive as oil. This is not only rain, but also the source of all things and the next golden harvest! Look at the rain, not as intense as the summer rain, but there is an inexhaustible tenderness and lingering. Sparse. Look at Merlin, lush and full of gestures. He has completely lost his stubbornness in the snow, but he is a little more graceful, just like a fragile woman, gently snuggling up to the spring rain. Rain embellishes plum, plum leans against rain, and plum rains embrace each other. What a beautiful landscape painting on rainy days! Naughty rain began to rain all over the countryside again, look! Rape flowers dance with it. Smell it! That's the smell of earth. Listen! Rain is falling all whispered hello to the earth. "Wow," the canal that seems to be drying up in the field hummed again ... I gently touched the spring water on my finger, "Hiss, Lala ..." It seemed to dance on the keys, playing the tenderness of my hands, kissing the spirit of spring and the sweetness of the earth. After the spring rain carnival, the spring breeze freshened the air. It's so comfortable. On the earth after the rain, two puppies are chasing and playing in the muddy vegetable garden. I got up and saw that the white dog turned into a black dog, and the black dog was "fat".

-The sparrow came out of the hole again and landed nimbly on the treetops. The treetops gently shook their tails, as if to remind the birds in a low voice: it's time for the meeting! As a result, the lovely birds began to chirp again. I wonder if they are talking about this timely rain! Walking on the mountain road, there are raindrops on the leaves, and one or two raindrops are hidden in the stamens. Alas, this naughty rain. Those unknown flowers give off a charming fragrance, and my nose can't help but get close to the stamen and sniff greedily. The smell of that flower is very unpleasant First, it was tap dancing on the tip of my nose. Then when I wasn't looking, it broke into my nose, slipped down the slide, landed in my heart, and tickled me. Finally I-"Hachoo!" ..... In the field, unknown insects sang high and low all the way. I know, spring is coming, and that's the sound of spring. ...

8. Write an essay about the spring rain. Spring girls hold color boxes, light plants and dye flowers; Carry nectar to nourish everything in the world.

In the spring of March, it is more pleasant for a girl in spring to sprinkle nectar, which seems to cover the earth with a thin layer of fog, and it is hazy everywhere. Because Miss Chun sent its messenger-Spring Rain.

Seeing the intermittent spring rain, the farmer's uncle was very happy and went over. Because of the spring rain, the farmer's uncle can sow!

The grass greedily sucked the dew of the spring rain, woke up, lifted the quilt, and struggled out of the ground, finally revealing its pointed little head and enjoying the bath of the spring rain. Look how energetic, tender and green they have become! These grasses are as happy as naughty children, secretly. When mom and dad or grandparents are not at home, let the spring rain shower themselves on the floor and let the raindrops roll on their bodies and swing around.

The grass bathed in the spring rain is much greener, and the glittering and translucent water drops twinkle like a flower from a distance. Willow has also pulled out its green branches. Look, those slender wickers look like a beautiful fairy with long hair. When the wind blows, long hair flutters with the wind, and the beautiful "fairy" looks even more beautiful!

A shower of spring rain brought life to the ground, and the frog in the pond cried excitedly, "Ga ga! Quack quack! " It seems to say, "Ah! Miss Chun is here! Miss Chun is here! Thank you, Miss Chun. I can sing my spring song again. My daffodil is even more proud. It opened the beautiful big horn and sang "Song of Spring". I reached out my little hand to catch the spring rain, feeling cold and colorless. Miss Chun's emissary is really powerful.

I love you, Chunyu! Because you bring joy to everything! Because you are so kind and selfless!

9. Write a composition about the spring rain. Come on. Spring rain is not like summer rain, autumn rain and winter rain. The poet Du Fu's poem "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently" shows that the spring rain is "gentle as velvet".

When the cold winter passes, the plants in the world need the moisture of spring rain to get new life; All hibernating animals in the world need spring rain to announce the arrival of spring before they can climb out of the soil to play and start a new life.

"It's raining! It's raining! " The spring rain falls gently, which is the first rain in the spring of the new year. There is no happy summer rain, and there is no weak autumn rain.

Rain drops on the willow tree, and the willow tree pulls out new branches that are about to drop green; Rain drops on the bud, blooming the most beautiful petals; Rain drops on the soil, and Senecio grows in the soil.

At the moment, I am intoxicated in this spring rain, because the scenery is as beautiful and mysterious as a fairyland, and I feel that I am walking and soaring in this dreamlike realm.

At this time, the rain stopped, and all the hibernating animals got up to play, play and feed. At this time, nature has resumed its spring and vibrant scene. After the rain, it looks like a "paradise". Look at the rainbow over there. The appearance of rainbow makes the "Xanadu" here more beautiful. And not only the scenery here is beautiful, but also the air is beautiful, which makes me intoxicated by the scenery in front of me again.

As the saying goes, "a year's plan lies in spring." At first, I only thought it was used to say time, but now I understand that this proverb can not only say time, but also say scenery.

Spring rain is the world's "fireworks", because of her arrival, we took off our thick cotton-padded jackets; Because of her arrival, we feel warm; Because of her arrival, we no longer feel tired.

From this point of view, we should also thank the spring rain, which has given us a beautiful scenery on earth.

10. Write an essay about spring rain. I love spring, I love its romance and loveliness, I love its vitality, I love the birds and flowers in spring, and I love the drizzle in spring. As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". After the severe winter, how the crops look forward to its arrival! At this time, the spring rain is like dew, moistening the earth. You see, it's raining in Mao Mao, and the sound of "Sasha Vujacic, Sasha Vujacic" is like the germination of seeds, the pulling of young leaves by grass, and the emergence of bamboo shoots. Look, there are pink flowers on the peach tree not far away. Seen from a distance, it looks like a Xia Hong. It's like walking in the desert, thirsty. Suck the sweet rain. On the green grass, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom in the rain. Roses, Chinese rose, winter jasmine, lily ... they sit around as if competing with each other, talking about how to show people a better spring. The previously sleeping fields were awakened by the spring rain and covered with a soft carpet and green. They walk on it. Hard-working farmers look at the seedlings that thrive in the spring rain, and their hearts are sweeter than eating honey! Spring rain nourishes grass, flowers, trees and everything ... I love spring, but I love spring rain more. A spring rain blossomed everywhere. Chen Rong, Changsha Yaligao Class 28, it is fate that brings us together and it is fate that separates us. Sometimes it is really helpless. The wind blows unintentionally, and the petals fall with the wind. What a beautiful sakura rain I saw. A person will meet many people in his life. Why do you care if you know each other? I only know each other's existence and live in a corner of the world. As long as you live, you will meet again, just like you met in the past. With the same memory as that person, that person also exists in the intersection of life. No matter how deep or shallow the memory is, at least there was ... a spring rain and flowers everywhere. Walking through the flowers, I ask myself repeatedly: What is the cherry blossom season? Sudden epiphany, coming out of an unknown world for no reason, often makes people suddenly enlightened and at a loss. When you look back on the past, you may feel a little lost and confused. You always feel that you are going back and forth between dull pain and warmth and softness, endlessly and slowly, just like listening to the sound of melting, just like watching the trace of stars disappearing, everything is quiet and far away ... Our friendship is short-lived, and acquaintance is an disillusioned fate. Slowly sinking, it seems to be close to death. I don't know why, a self-deprecating smile rises at the corner of my mouth, tears overflow and blend with water. I protect the blue flame in my hand, which is cold, so let everything burn quietly and coldly. It's just that there is no more heat. It's you who let me get lost in this black world. The blue flame burns slowly. I only hold a small dream gently. I locked myself in a narrow world, with no hope and no despair. I just want to look up and see if the sky above me will be blue. After sunset, the sea of hearts began to fluctuate. Love and hate evaporate and precipitate in the night, and the waiting person is no longer lonely, and the dream begins again. Occasionally, I caught the eyes he had never met before, and I couldn't decipher them. Since then, there has been one more mystery, one more mystery that has never been seen before. All beautiful imagination will gradually be isolated and ignored by reality, and I don't want to give up my only pursuit in this life. "I can't keep the back of time, but I get the memory of vicissitudes." When my heart was broken, I learned to be strong. If one day everything is gone, you will still be in my heart forever, because it will never be in time, but from my heart. I spent a spring mood waiting for your return. Finally, I thought the tragedy was staged, and I was on the verge of feelings alone. On rainy days, my heart began to calm down, where my tears were mixed. In the sad desert, the running water will slowly engulf me. The blooming of a flower should be the same as the sudden arrival of teenage youth. I open it gently and gently, always expecting someone who can understand to stop or turn away, never giving you a clear answer, always saying no, which breaks your heart. Maybe. Because you are a meteor across the sky, you can leave the best love and memories for my life, but these are always short-lived. Because I've always been like this, and I won't change for anyone. I liked it so much that I started to escape. In the feeling of being loved, I easily fall into obsession. At the moment when I suddenly looked back, in the short love time, I finally understood that simply paying for missing turned out to be a sad smile. If I can't like it, I'd rather just be a flower on the other side of his life. Distant and sad is the fate that we will never meet. Winter brushed my pale face lightly, and I vaguely heard the voice of spring calling me. So, I saw a spring rain, blooming everywhere. It was a Sunday, and my mother was scheduled to take me to the park to observe the scenery and improve my ability to understand image characteristics and describe things. I'm just going out. It began to rain continuously in the sky. I can't help but want to back down. My mother encouraged me to say, "What are you afraid of this difficulty? Besides, isn't this a good opportunity to observe the rain scene? " Looking at my mother's determined eyes and encouraging expression, I nodded. I walked into Zhongshan Park, where the spring rain continued, the flowers were covered with dew, and the trees were fresh everywhere. The tourists enthusiastically spread the small umbrella and I went through the rain curtain. I saw colorful umbrellas fluttering in the spring rain, like flowers in full bloom in the rain. Standing on the slope of the park lake, my mother stood by me kindly, holding an umbrella for me in one hand and guiding me to observe the lake in the other. You see, raindrops are like children playing hide and seek, and the lake still doesn't know what's going on. Raindrops crept into the lake and suddenly disappeared, leaving only countless ripples on the lake. Expansion. Many cruise ships on the lake are like white ducks, roaming freely on the water. There is a long green chain behind each duckling. At this time, there was a silvery laughter from the ship. I went looking for prestige and saw a little girl about my age, innocent and lively.