Composition when it rains

I like rain, and I like the rain in four seasons.

I like spring rain, and I like gentle and fine drizzle.

Spring is full of vitality and everything is revived. The arrival of the spring rain has added a strong sense of spring to the colorful spring. On the morning of early spring, I walked on a quiet path. Suddenly, a drop of water fell from the sky. I reached out and another drop fell into my hand. Gradually, more water drops fell. My mouth slightly tilted upward, stopped, looked up and closed my eyes.

I like the rain in summer, and I like the torrential downpour.

Summer is dry, sultry and sweaty. The arrival of summer rain made the violent summer erase its nature and become calm. At noon in the hot summer, I hid in the house and blew air conditioning. Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder, and dark clouds were gathering. I immediately beamed, turned off the air conditioner and ran to the balcony, hoping that it would rain early. After a while, raindrops as big as beans poured down, and every raindrop seemed to be waiting eagerly.

I like autumn rain, like bleak and short rain.

Autumn is cold and sad, and the arrival of autumn rain is only to comfort everything in this lonely autumn and make it happy. Sad autumn night, sunset, everything covered with a layer of orange, more bleak. I stood in the yard, looking up at the sky. Suddenly, a drop of water hit my cheek. At that time, I had an unspeakable feeling. It's really great.

I like the rain in winter. I like the rain that looks like rain instead of rain and snow.

In winter, the cold wind is biting, dripping into ice, and the arrival of winter snow replaces the rain and covers the crops with a thick quilt. In winter nights, I can't sleep over and over, so I put on my pajamas and open the curtains to breathe fresh air. Suddenly, I froze, and the ground downstairs was covered with a layer of white things. When you look closely, it's snow. The whole community is covered with snow, and the scenery is really great. I nodded my head.

I like rain, and I prefer different rains in four seasons. Because the same natural phenomenon will show people different aspects in different ways in different seasons.

The four seasons of rain have their own personalities, aspirations and paths, but they get together and become close sisters.

It's spring, and the spring rain collects dew, drops, drops ... and scatters the rain to the world, and the rain beads sing beautiful songs, drops, drops. ...

In summer, Yu Xia started her work. When people suffered from the heat, she watered the earth with cool rain, rumbling, rumbling … accompanied by thunder. After the rain, the coolness rises.

In autumn, the autumn rain generously sowed her dew, nourishing everything, dripping, dripping ... on flowers and leaves, and a fragrant moisture floated between heaven and earth, and everything seemed so brand-new and moist.

In winter, the winter rain flutters with the cold wind, so thin, so small, so light, so soft ... The smiling face of the winter rain is contained in this infinite and unpredictable haze.

Spring rain, summer rain, autumn rain, winter rain … They are changing endlessly, alternating, so happy, so happy, so carefree. But one day-

Mist said to Xia, "Sister Yu Xia, you see, after doing something for people, Yuqiu got so much praise from human beings, saying that she did not seek personal gain and made great contributions to the growth of crops and fruit trees. What about you? Did mankind praise you for driving away the heat for mankind? Do you think this is fair? "

"Thank you for your concern. I'll pay attention, Sister Fog. " Yu Xia replied.

The fog had to leave helplessly.

Although Yu Xia said it doesn't matter, she felt unfair.

Gradually, Yu Xia didn't play with her sisters as before, and her smile was not as bright as before. The rain in summer is not as straightforward as before, but becomes violent. The raindrops crackled, as if with the grievances in her heart and the whistling wind, and the summer rain became cold.

One day, Yu Xia quietly said to Chun Yu, "Do you know why Yu Qiu can get so much praise from human beings? Because the word "autumn" is composed of "grain" and "fire", which symbolizes that crops will thrive, but at the same time, she can also use "fire" to burn crops. Do you think it is fair for humans to praise her like this? "

Spring rain didn't answer. She seems to think that Yu Xia has changed.

A few months passed, and the beauty contest of nature began again. Spring rain, autumn rain and winter rain all hope that Yu Xia can compete with them as before. But ... the sisters lamented.

At this moment, Chunyu said, "I think something unpleasant must have happened to Yu Xia. We should enlighten her. "

"Chun Yu is right, Yu Xia will always be our good friend!"

So the three sisters started their plan. ...