Chunyu excellent composition

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Spring is a warm but not hot, cool but not cold season. Rain, tenderness, cheerfulness and wonderful sight. They are like the most beautiful things given by nature. When they blend together, they are more harmonious and wonderful. ...

Early in the morning, small raindrops fall lightly into the mortal world like elves born in spring, jump happily on the ground and splash a little water, adding a little luster to the flat and monotonous road. The sun gradually dazzled, and a beam of golden light came in through the tiny rain curtain. Raindrops seem to absorb the practice of sunlight at that moment, forming a golden veil, flashing light, illuminating the world, making people feel warm and full of warm sunshine in spring.

Spring evenings are humid, warm and cool. Raindrops hit the window eaves, and the sound was loud and small, like crisp and rhythmic drums. The chirping of insects outside the window seems to ring with the rain, playing a beautiful and harmonious symphony. A gust of wind blew, and the raindrops changed direction and fell on the grass one after another. The water drops hung on the tips of the grass and trembled slightly, like crumbling pearls. The rain is still raining, and an ethereal and elegant voice is still echoing. ...

Spring rain moistens the earth, but it is as pure as dew. Rain and spring morning light are still refreshing. ...

Spring rain is a key, which will always inadvertently open the door of spring, wash everything and make the earth glow with new vitality.

After the cold winter, the weather gradually warmed up, and when I was playing on the grass alone, it gradually got dark. I looked up at the sky, and the thick clouds gradually came down. The breeze mingled with the thin and dense rain, gently falling on my face. The swallow seems to know something in advance and fly very low. My heart missed a beat and I thought: Is it going to rain? No, I have to hurry home. Sure enough, as soon as I got home, it rained heavily on my hind feet.

Raindrops fall from the sky, like transparent beads with broken lines. Raindrops fell on the house, splashing "saussurea involucrata". Raindrops slide down the tiles and hang on the leaves. The leaves seem to hear the call and let the raindrops dance a beautiful waltz on themselves. Raindrops are dancing and jumping on the grass. Naughty raindrops awaken the sleeping grass, awaken the lovely flowers, make them bloom and fill the world with flowers.

In a short time, the intermittent band left, and the misty fine smoke hanging over the house gradually dispersed. Father Sun brushed aside the clouds and called the rainy people home in Mao Mao. Xiaoyu waved goodbye to the trees, grass and pond and went home. The place washed by rain is fresh and everything is revived. The grass stretches out and can't wait to see the world. The flowers are in bloom, and so are the trees. ...

It is really "good rain knows the season, when spring comes." Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. "

Spring rain excellent composition 3 Spring girl came, and she also brought her symbol-Spring rain. Spring rain is not like a storm, nor like a thunderstorm. Like a gentle and amiable girl, she quietly came to the world and nourished everything. No wonder the ancients said "sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently"!

"Sand, sand ..." Look, here she comes again. I only heard that she played the "Guzheng" in the sky. Slowly, a huge rain curtain was woven between heaven and earth. She is playing softly, as if calling "Wake up, Sister Cao, Sister Hua, let's dress up this beautiful world together". For a time, everything recovered, Grandpa Liu woke up, Sister Cao woke up, and even Xiaohua, who loves to sleep at ordinary times, got up to decorate this home with everyone, giving people a feeling of being full of vitality at once.

Flowers greedily suck the rain, as if they were absorbing the milk their mother gave them. They compete with each other and surpass each other.

I don't know when the rain stopped. A breath of fresh air came to my face. After a bath, the grass is greener, there are more willow leaves, and everything becomes more beautiful. The rain beads still hanging on the grass began to liven up in the tinkling sound. Look, some of them stretch, some run, and everything becomes lovely.

Spring rain, spring rain, you give life to everything, but you sacrifice yourself, which makes me love you more.

It was very late when I came back from shopping. There are no cars on the street, and the excitement of the city has gone with my pace.

I walked alone on this quiet and spacious avenue. Today is the waning moon, the moonlight is not very dazzling, and it is dark. Only cicadas are singing sad music.

I walked carefully, but the wind kept blowing in my ear, like a brotherhood of the wolf! At this time, I accidentally broke a branch, suddenly froze in place, and slowly looked down.

I am timid and frozen in place, but if I don't go, it will be dark!

The street lights are flashing.

I adjust my mind and prepare to move forward, but it's not that easy! I walked and retreated, and I walked and retreated, and I was not at ease.

After a while, thinking about happy things, I took the initiative to go forward, and cicadas began to sing.

This belated courage gave me great motivation and made me stop shrinking!

The wind is no longer like a brotherhood of the wolf, but it floats around happily, accompanied by my happy things, which is amazing!

The late courage made me stop shrinking, which is your powerful motivation!

Night, lively!

Spring rain is changeable, but it is a performer. There are his songs in the river, on the eaves and on the leaves, all of which are his new music. But a magician, with a wave of his hand, Mao Mao rain falls like a thin thread, seemingly invisible, but everywhere, quietly falls on people's shoulders and walks with people.

The spring rain is continuous. Unlike summer rain, it is always accompanied by strong winds. It looks like a violent downpour, but it is as warm as spring. It's amazing!

Spring rain is chilly, unlike summer rain, which gives people a sultry feeling. People walk in the streets, and a drop of spring rain falls on the faces, necks and hands of pedestrians, which is cool, just like telling a cold joke, making people's backs cold.

Spring rain is a beautiful concert. It's really spring and summer! Grandpa Lei didn't wake up and was still sleeping. Father Lei, who is half asleep and half awake, naturally can't hammer out a bolt from the blue like summer to shock all kinds of creatures in the world, so he has to make a muffled thunder, making Rain Song, which should be his own home, become the background music accompanying the spring rain.

The spring rain has passed, and slowly, everything recovers. Grass took the spring rain coin, bought a' dark green earth suit', put it on, and pear flower came out of the' black cloud laundry' and praised its white coat. Peach blossom and rape flower are talking about the "concert" just now with great interest. Liu came out of the "Wuyun Shampoo Shop" and admired her hair in front of the lake mirror. Everything is full of vitality and new vitality.

The spring rain is continuous, full of vitality and beautiful!

Sasha vujacic, an excellent composition by Chunyu, did you hear my singing? I thought: you must have heard it. Then guess who I am? By the way, my name is Chunyu.

"sasha vujacic", led by my brother Feng Chun, came to the stadium singing cheerful songs. What a beautiful field! The seeds that the farmer's uncle just planted, under my call, all leaned out curiously and looked around. However, there are also some lazy seeds who have to sleep in the ground and ignore me no matter how I call them. Forget it, just let them sleep enough!

"sasha vujacic", my brother Feng Chun and I came to the woods again. Maybe they are thirsty? Has been greedily sucking my nectar. Although I can't bear to part with it, I am still very happy to make my brothers and sisters grow sturdily.

"sasha vujacic", brother Feng Chun took me to the grass again. In order to welcome us, the grass brothers twisted their soft waist and danced the grass dance. Really beautiful! Of course, I can't appreciate it for nothing. What did I give them? By the way, I also danced a song-drizzle love. Do you think the grass will like my gift?

Sasha vujacic, I came to this city again. I saw people holding colorful umbrellas, and some people greeted me with open arms while strolling. Look! The city has been shrouded in rain and fog, just like a fairyland and a dream.

"sasha vujacic", I came to the animal world again. Everyone looked at me curiously: little squirrels stuck out their paws to follow me in the tree hole, little monkeys collectively bathed me, chased and played with great interest, and sika deer strolled in the rain. ...

Sasha vujacic, I'm leaving. Remember who I am? Yes! I am a misty spring rain-a member of nature.

Spring Rain Excellent Composition 7 "Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently." After a spring thunder, it began to rain in Mao Mao.

I watched the rain quietly at the window. It is like cow hair, like a thin thread, like a needle, like hair, and like eyelashes. Originally it was oblique, but it was blown by the wind and changed in a new direction.

Watching the rain getting smaller and smaller, I went out and watched the water on the eaves of every household jump like a broken bead. Spring rain is like a painter, painting vegetation with a green brush and drawing the vitality of the world; Like a mother, she wakes up a sleeping child with the tenderness of milk. Look at the wheat seedlings in the distant fields. The leaves on the trees are green and the grass is dazzling. I know, after the baptism of spring rain, they are scattered. Suddenly, a spring breeze blew, stroking the new green grass, which shook its head as if to say, "It's really comfortable, hehe!" " "Look at the flowers next to them. They have just been moistened, are blooming their own beauty, and have started a competition for beauty, laughing more brightly than before! Look at the stream on the right. It flows more freely without stones.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil". Several industrious farmers saw that the land was washed away by rain and was very wet, so they took hoes to cultivate the land, sowed seeds and planted the hope of spring.

I like this continuous spring rain!

Spring has come, everything has revived, and the spring rain has quietly come to the world.

Spring rain has come and gone, and it begins unconsciously and stops unconsciously, which makes people unpredictable.

Spring rain is changeable, sometimes like an unparalleled performer. It landed on the roof, branches and streams, making a ticking sound, forming a beautiful music. Sometimes it's like a magician. As soon as he waved his hand, it began to rain in Mao Mao, making you feel that it was coming. The magician made the spring rain ebb and flow. When I was a child, like needles and filaments, I always felt so mysterious.

Spring has come, and my father-in-law Lei seems to be a different person. In summer, my father-in-law Lei was particularly rude. First of all, Grandpa Lei should have a prelude. After a few thunders, the wind blew hard and it rained cats and dogs. In spring, Grandpa Lei became very gentle, perhaps fascinated by the beautiful scenery of spring, so I could hardly see his rough appearance in spring.

The slow pace of the spring rain finally stopped, and the grass crept out of the soil secretly. You won't let me open peach blossoms, pear blossoms and rape blossoms, and I won't let you open freely. Wicker combed her hair by the river.

Chunyu, you are so naughty!

Just after the cold winter, the weather in early spring is still a little cold.

It will rain in cold spring, yes, it often rains in spring. Such as silk, light and thin, fluttering and swaying, full everywhere. I can neither hear the patter of rain nor feel the rain dripping. I just feel like a wet smoke, shapeless and soundless, but it moistens the earth.

Tall trees, gurgling streams, green wheat seedlings, roadside grass and weeping willows are all more enchanting and charming. Several pots of Chinese rose flowers in my yard release tender branches and green leaves, and the flowers on the branches shyly show small buds, just like the little girl's red face, which makes people fondle. Peach trees are moistened by the spring rain, and the branches are full of tender buds, red, pink and white ... making the bee girls fly up and down, cheering for the arrival of spring.

Walking on the way to school, I saw my classmates holding colorful umbrellas one by one, as if small buds were floating, and passing vehicles shuttled through the water like boats. Everyone looks nervous, as if they are racing against time. A year's plan starts with spring. I'm just like everyone else.

When I arrived at the school gate, I saw that the teaching building was washed clean by the spring rain, spotless and particularly neat. All kinds of flowers and plants in the flower bed are greener under the shower of spring rain, and even the grass is shaking its head. It seems to be waving to meet us, very proud. The tall and straight branches of camphor trees are green, criss-crossing and flourishing. When the breeze blows, you can smell the fragrance, which is refreshing.

After the rain, I looked around, and all kinds of flowers in full bloom on campus were swaying with crystal drops, emitting intoxicating fragrance. The sky in Wan Li is cloudless in Wan Li. The bright sunshine is slowly revealing his smiling face, and the campus is full of vitality.

What an intoxicating spring rain!

10 After dusk, the spring rain dripped like silk between heaven and earth, weaving a huge transparent silk carpet and covering the green land.

Spring rain is silent at first, and the first person to hear the footsteps of spring rain must be Yingchun. Look, the winter jasmine in the rain is swaying, like a beautiful little girl dancing, and the beautiful dance attracts the gentle applause of the spring rain.

In Du Fu's poem, he said, "Good rain knows the season, and when spring comes." This spring rain comes at the right time. The earth, flowers and plants are waiting for it, and everything in the world is waiting for it, waiting for its moisture. I seem to hear the grass saying: thank you, lovely spring rain, you let me absorb enough nutrients, make my leaves greener and let me grow rapidly.

The spring rain is still falling. I took a deep breath. Wow, the air is so fresh! Walking into the yard, let the rain fall on your head, face and hands ... cool, smell it carefully, and you can smell a faint flower fragrance.

When I meet the spring rain, I like its moist and silent, and I like its colorful.

Excellent Composition of Spring Rain 1 1 The ancients said: "Spring rain is as fine as dust, and the wicker outside the building is yellow and wet. The wind is oblique and embroidered, and the screen window is cold. " Indeed, the summer rain all year round is like a lively girl, full of vitality; Autumn rain is like a melodious tune, stretching and delicate; Winter rain is like strict father, bleak and moving. However, the rain changes greatly in any year, and I love spring rain alone.

It's winter in December, but I still can't forget the spring rain in March. Spring rain is affectionate, often accompanied by a few moist spring breeze, stepping a few light rain and fog to the world. "Tick-tock …" Listen, it's coming. It sings a song without words in the distance, from far and near, from near and far, soft and unpredictable. Gradually, it rained heavily, and the sound of rain became clear and loud. At this time, the spring rain is falling, thin and misty, like a light smoke, unpredictable, and like a silver needle, shooting in an orderly way. Everything in the world has been moistened by the spring rain, covered with a layer of gauze, hazy as a dream. Everything seems to have been washed and resurrected. There is a scene of full of green everywhere. It's really "spring rain moistens everything"! At this time, I like to go outdoors alone, walking in the rain without an umbrella or a raincoat. From time to time, I looked up and let the raindrops fall on my face, wetting my hair and nourishing my heart. In the rain, I can forget the worldly complexity and taste the tranquility alone. ...

Maybe even I can't tell why I like spring rain, or its gentle and bright appearance makes people love it, or appreciate its silent contribution, or love it alone. Hey, friend, when you are impetuous, you might as well go for a walk in the rain to cleanse your mind and experience the peace with a long aftertaste.

I was upset and walking on my way home. It seems that everything on the road is against me.

At this moment, a little water sprite dripped on my head, and my troubles seemed to be washed away by this spring rain, and my heart was a little purified.

In the drizzle, Miss Willow gently combed her hair.

The soil on the roadside was cleaned by the rain, the vehicles roared past me, and the rain on the ground cheered and jumped.

Looking at the sky, the faint sunshine is mysterious.

With the gradual decrease of the spring rain, the sunshine followed closely. The sun is shining directly and the air is filled with the smell of trees. After the rain, the buds are struggling to grow. Who can stop such a strong vitality? The bird on the branch is chirping; Insects under the tree peel off the soil and crawl like sunlight; The young trees are also dancing with brisk steps.

The sun dyed the clouds on the horizon red, as if they were scorched by fire. Red clouds and the scenery on the ground cherish each other.

Finally, the sunset left reluctantly with the rain, and the moist earth after the rain brought vitality and irritability to this spring.

One spring morning, it began to rain in Mao Mao.

"sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic-"Mao Mao Rain is playing a tune. The green leaves danced happily with the music, and the pale green leaves were covered with water droplets, all of which were-I was by your side, and you leaned against me, reluctant to leave the mother leaves!

Sister Chunyu came to the field, nourishing the lively and lovely grass. The grass said, "Thank you, Chunyu, for making me beautiful." The farmers are still working hard in the fields, and Sister Chunyu hurried to the fields, which is also a reward for the farmers' uncles.

Sister Chunyu flew to the pond to wash the willow beside her. Look, the willow is swinging its long hair.

Sister Chunyu ran to the soil again to water new life. I saw a small seedling in a crack in the stone. Spring rain immediately squeezed into the crack of the stone and sprinkled with "magic potion" to make the seedlings grow sturdily.

Sister Chunyu also went to the flower bed. After a falling rain, the azalea looked up and thanked the spring rain with a sweet smile.

Spring rain nourishes everything and gives farmers hope for a bumper harvest; Let the earth regain its vitality and vitality. No wonder some people say that "spring rain is as expensive as oil".

The spring rain always falls quietly and quietly, just like a quiet girl who has been a lover for a long time, lightly kissing buildings, trees, pedestrians and roads, showing the love and pity of nature for this small town.

The drizzle fell on the weeping willows in bud, gathered into pearls and dripped on my umbrella. A wisp of breeze blew and sprinkled a few drops of spring rain on my cheeks and corners of my mouth, which was refreshing and sweet.

A burst of laughter and noise has disappeared recently. It turned out that a group of middle school students came home from school across the street. They either put their umbrellas in the back seat of the car or put their raincoats on the front handle, racing and playing happily. The freedom in the spring rain made them excited like a group of deer returning from the forest, completely ignoring that the rain had already wet their youthful hair.

The dusk is getting darker and pedestrians are in a hurry. Turning the intersection, I saw a family of three slowly coming in front of me in the misty rain. The young woman under the flower umbrella snuggled up to her husband with a baby boy in her arms. The young man held a flower umbrella for their mother and son in one hand and his wife's shoulder in the other, whispering something to his wife while walking, which caused the young woman to giggle from time to time. Are they going home, visiting relatives and friends, or just going for a walk in the rain? Anyway, it's quite warm under the flower umbrella at the moment.

The beauty of spring lies in the sunny weather, the scene of everything thriving, and the quiet, gentle, sweet and loving spring rain.

Excellent composition of spring rain 15 Spring rain is very important to farmers' uncles and small animals. Today, the long-awaited spring rain has finally arrived.

At noon, when the sun was just shining, it was suddenly blocked by several dark clouds with ulterior motives. At this time, the sky was overturned like a bottle of black ink, expanding outward bit by bit. The sky is dark, a few dark clouds are high and low, and the bottom is thick and thinner. Soon it became one by one, and it became one by one.

I feel the air getting darker and wetter. After a while, it began to rain harder and harder. Raindrops flying in the air like many embroidery needles embroidered a large piece of cloth, and like broken beads, "rustling" fell to the ground as if to say, "Come on! Let me give you a bath. " The light rain fell on the grass, immediately dripping on the grass, and the grass bowed its back. It must be very painful! But the grass is smiling. Because it can finally drink water. However, some grasses have very small water droplets, so the grass will bend its body hard, and the raindrops will slide in an arc and fall to the ground at once to supply water to the earth. Raindrops fall into the river again, and there will be several ripples in the river. The raindrops "tick-tock" are playing beautiful piano music like a girl in spring. The rain hit the willow by the river again, and the long branches of the willow turned green.

The sound of rain is getting smaller and smaller, and the sound of "rustling" is getting lighter and lighter, gradually disappearing into the night.

The rain today is really important!