That rainy day composition

In life, work and study, everyone has written a composition, and you should be familiar with all kinds of compositions. The composition requires a complete text structure, so it is necessary to avoid an endless composition. What is the composition you have seen? The following is the composition I arranged for you on that rainy day for reference only. Let's have a look.

On that rainy day, 1 day began to rain. Don't walk alone on your way home. He bored and kicked a wet pebble on the roadside. Suddenly, there was a piercing scream from behind. Don't turn your head back unconsciously. The scene in front of me made Mo stunned. Two fashionable youths hijacked a primary school student with a sharp knife. Their voices seem to travel farther and longer in the rain. Aside, don't be shocked. After a while, Mo came to his senses. He has always been timid, but today he made an unusual decision. He wants to save the student. He turned around and wiped the sparkling rain with his hand. Then he dropped his schoolbag and rushed to the two men. When they saw this posture, they said, "Kill those who are in the way first." So, the two men came running towards Mo with knives. Mo Ye didn't flinch, and the three men started fighting. Obviously, unless it was their opponent, it was knocked down in a few times, and it rained heavily. Mo's clothes were covered with mud, but Mo stood up again. One of them rushed up and punched Mo in the mouth. Mo's mouth was bleeding, and the rain was running down the blood. Don't feel pain. This was the last time he called him, and the student left in tears. Next, what awaits Mo is a bigger blow ... The last Mo is already bleeding. Behind him is a pool of blood. It's still raining ...

That rainy day, it has been raining. ...

Composition 2 on that rainy day recalled me, as clear as rain and as transparent as glass.

However, now, although I think you have grown up, I am no longer naive, coquetry and tears. But my mood is often like that rainy day, and I still hold back from crying.

Hey, let the rain and tears melt into your heart! I can accept everything myself. I don't blame others anymore. I just want to do my best.

Dear dad, are you having a good time outside? Actually, I miss you so much. Every time you call, I can't help crying. That rainy day, you went out for home, for life, for me.

On the road without relatives, will you be lonely? Will I miss my hometown too?

"Son, for dad, study hard. Dad regrets now. All for your own good! " Every time I hear such a thousand exhortations, I will quickly say, "Well, I will, well, dad, that's it." I will hang up first. " Then, hang up the phone immediately, because there is a deep guilt in my heart. I must do this often. Dad, you may not know. I may disappoint you and can't stand your hopes. However, I want to be a good boy, but I often can't help myself. I blame myself for incompetence and distraction.

Every time I think of that rainy day, that rainy day when you are far away from home, I can't help crying. I think I'm sorry, dad. I'm really sorry! You work hard outside, and I sleep carefree at school. Thinking about it, I cried. In fact, I also want to be a good student and get praise from my teacher, but I don't know why I can't control myself.

Every time I think about that rainy day, that rainy day when you are far away from home, I think about my future, my future, and I want to cheer up. Now, the new semester has begun again. I think everything can start over. I have hope in my heart. I hope I can be my best self and be my best self this autumn. I think, starting from this autumn, I will despise the time wasted before. I think, starting from this autumn, I will really mature gradually.

Looking back on the past, one thing has always been reflected in my mind, which makes me unforgettable. I remember it happened on a summer night. ...

I finished my violin lesson as usual that day and was going to buy something to go home. It's already half past six, and it's already dark. I walked to the snack bar. In summer, it suddenly rained unexpectedly. I quickly hid in the store. "It's a good thing I brought an umbrella," I sighed. "or I'll be soaked!"

I walked out of the shop carefully. It's already raining heavily. Let me see my watch, huh? It's 6: 50, so I stepped up and walked to the bus stop. When passing an alley, I saw a little girl squatting there, and the rain got her wet. I am very distressed and want to see her. But think about it, it's so late, whatever, go home!

Is turned around, only heard a gentle voice suddenly sounded, "little sister, what's the matter with you? Either you go home or I'll send you! " It turned out to be a girl about my age. I blushed and bowed my head and got on the bus to go home.

Back home, thinking about the scene just now, my heart has never been calm: the same person, the same age, why is she so kind, but I don't care about her? I have said in my mind countless times, "I'm sorry, I was wrong!" " "But my heart has always refused to forgive myself. I decided to change!

Until today, I have been immersed in regret. Although it was cold that rainy day, my heart was warm. Yes, there are many seemingly ordinary people around us. As long as each of us gives a civilized sapling, the "desert" will become a "forest" forever.

At this time, dark clouds were gathering outside the window, the sky was thundering, pedestrians were in a hurry, and even the trees were blown to the east and west.

In the living room, my hands kept changing tables, and I trembled slightly. My palms are full of uneasy cold sweat, and my heart is pounding, waiting for my mother's return. I thought to myself: the parent-teacher conference is coming to an end, and my mother will definitely beat me when she knows my grades.

The door creaked and I saw my mother gently push it open. Her hair was wet by the heavy rain and her trouser legs kept dripping. There was a trace of disappointment in her eyes, like an iceberg.

I waited quietly for the sound of abuse. At this moment, my heart seems to be tied by a rope and struggling desperately. A tear fell reluctantly. Mom, I looked down and said, I'm sorry.

My mother looked at me with a few threads of disappointment, anger and hope in her eyes, which burned my heart like a fire. Mother said to me: son, mother believes you, you must be crazy. Come on, make persistent efforts next time! Mom's words are like a ray of sunshine in winter, illuminating this rainy day.

The rain gradually stopped, and there were chirping birds outside the window. White clouds in the sky are dotted with blue sky, and the grass on the ground is washed green by rain.

I listened to my mother's words, full of confidence, and said to my mother, mom, I will definitely do well in the exam next time. Please take a hot bath first!

It was raining in Mao Mao in the gray sky, and such a gloomy day always made me unhappy. The small world of water vapor on the ground has become blurred and dim. With an umbrella, I walked slowly through the puddle on the overpass and walked to the station. "This bridge is too unqualified!" Considering the conflict I just had with my friends, everything on this day seems very unpleasant to me.

It rained harder, and I finally waited for a car. I chose a window seat and sat down. Fold the umbrella and put it in the side pocket of the schoolbag.

"Passengers who have not bought tickets, please buy tickets!" Strange voices and familiar words ring in my ears. I habitually looked up and looked for the blue figure with my eyes. On this day, "it" is a middle-aged woman, with her hair curled up and her smiling plate-like bun pinned behind her head, which looks capable and refreshing. It's just a blue sleeve that is soaked through for some reason. It is soaked in dark blue, which is out of harmony with other parts. I can't help wondering.

The car is going to merge. She suddenly opened the window beside her, put her dark blue arm out of the car and waved it back and forth vigorously. Later, she poked her head out again: "Please pay attention to safety when the vehicle enters the station! Please pay attention to safety! " I waited for her to come back and retracted her arm. The water mark on the broken hair has condensed into water drops, flowing down a lock of hair, and the sleeve can almost be twisted out of water. I finally understand the origin of those watermarks. And she, still smiling, charges and kills tickets.

When I got off the bus, the blue sleeves and broken hair with water marks still appeared again and again. Maybe the rain is a setback for her work. However, this did not discourage her from working hard. We can't treat one puddle after another in life with a passive and laissez-faire attitude, but we should look at it from an upward and serious side full of expectations. So should a friendship that is temporarily cracked. As long as we take the initiative to repair it, we will be able to make up! Thinking of this, I gently pushed open the slider of the mobile phone.

Rain, thank you for giving me this important revelation!

It's sunny when it rains! !

That rainy day was cloudy for six days in a row, and it seemed that there would be a storm next moment. Looking at the dark sky, my thoughts can't help drifting away. ...

It was a rainy day, so dull. I do my homework at home. Suddenly, I seem to hear intermittent cries. In an instant, with curiosity and a little doubt, I decided to find out.

It is raining heavily outside, as if to squander the rain that has been saved for half a year at one time. I carefully held my umbrella and dived into the bushes on both sides. Pull this bundle apart, no; Open the cluster, there is no ... I searched it again carefully, but there is still no! Do I hear voices? Maybe so. Just as I was "going home", I suddenly saw a scene that moved me: a pool of blood, two cats, and a pile of fish bones that seemed to be dug out of the trash can. A cat was lying in a pool of blood, and the blood was spilled all over the floor by the pouring rain, but it continued to spread out in a short time. What about the other cat? In the heavy rain, he kept moaning, as if to say to the blood cat, "get up, get up!" " I will give you all the fish bones. "Paws are pushing, touching and pulling blood cats persistently, as if urging them to go to a place to live. My tears walked around in my eyes, "pattering, pattering", mixed with rain, fell to the ground and broke.

Standing for a long time, I quietly approached them before it found me. The cat hunched over, purred and stared at me warily. I smiled to show no malice, gently covered the umbrella on the two cats and left.

Animals can still have such friendship, but what about people? Even the old man fell to the ground and thought it was touching porcelain instead of helping him, not to mention life and death.

It rained harder and harder, and my thoughts drifted away again. ...

It rained heavily that rainy day. Mu Xiaoxiu carefully rolled up his trouser legs and looked up and saw her.

"Su Yu." Xiao Mu dusk approached her, "you don't have an umbrella? Let me go with you. "

Su Yu didn't speak, and the atmosphere was awkward and paused.

"Well, Su Yu, let's go." Xiao Mu opens a white umbrella at dusk, which makes Su Yu feel a little dazzling. "No, go by yourself." Su Yu paused and walked into the boundless rain.

Mu Xiaoxiu put away her umbrella and rushed out: "Su Yu, I'll go with you." Mu Xiaoxiu's black hair is tightly stuck to her face, and the rain also flows into her eyes, but she can't open an umbrella, Su Yu understands. "Umbrella, I'll go with you." "good!" Xiao Mu happily opened his umbrella. It was a sunny evening.

Su Yu left in a hurry, and so did Mu Xiaoxiu. Mu Xiaoxiu smiled brilliantly, but Su Yu's face was silent.

"Su Yu, how have you been recently? I miss you so much! I really miss the past. We spend too much time together. " Xiao Mu closed her mouth at dusk, and Su Yu looked at her: "Don't mention the past, I have no past." Su Yu's eyes are dark and deep, and there are things that Mu Xiaoxiu can't understand.

Su Yu pushed open her umbrella: "My home is here." Mu Xiaoxiu summoned up her courage and finally said the sentence: "Rain, can you accompany me to the river?" Su Yu's back paused slightly and nodded: "Good."

How could Su Yu not understand what she was thinking? That's where they met! Unfortunately, it was there that people were created. They were angered by Liu Yu, and they shouted "Never see each other again". Perhaps it is because they have been getting too close, so their friendship can be torn apart immediately because of Liu Yu's little provocation.

I was walking in the street that rainy day when it suddenly began to rain, so I hurried to hide from the rain. The busy street suddenly became cold and cheerless, which made me feel cold. I hid under one roof and saw an aunt come to the bookstore and bought a magazine from her uncle who sold books, but they didn't hand it over properly, and the magazine fell to the ground and was covered with rain.

Aunt paused for a moment, and then angrily yelled at her uncle, "What's the matter with you? You can accidentally drop it, and it's so dirty. Who wants it? " Grandpa is also unconvinced: "It's obvious that you didn't hold steady, but you blame me. It's a joke. " Aunt choked and said, "But I am a customer. The customer is God. Not sure? " Grandpa smiled angrily: "hey, you are unreasonable." You didn't do it yourself. You blame others. You are really a shameless person. If you say it, you will laugh your teeth off. "

Just as the two of them were quarrelling, a girl in red picked up the magazine that had been polluted by muddy water from the ground. She took out the paper towel, wiped it carefully, then opened the bag, put it in slowly, took out an identical and intact magazine, walked up to her aunt and handed it carefully.

Aunt's face suddenly turned red like a ripe apple, and she faltered and said, "that ... little girl, thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept it." I'm too stingy, but I can't influence others. I'd better get the magazine back ... "She said, and took out the original magazine from the girl's schoolbag. Grandpa also came over and said to his aunt, "Oh, I'm so old. It's really disrespectful to quarrel over such a trivial matter." It's just a magazine. I'll give you a new one. "Finally, my uncle got the magazine back, and my aunt and girl smiled at each other.

I bought an umbrella from the store, and it was still raining outside, but with this girl's behavior. I no longer feel cold, but I feel much warmer. ...

I will never forget that rainy day.

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Whenever it rains, that scene will come to my mind, and guilt will press on my heart like a boulder, making me breathless.

The sky turned into a dark black curtain, and the raindrops as big as beans slipped from the dark clouds like sad tears, and the air was stuffy. The grass bowed its head feebly, the leaves were listless, and my heart became more and more anxious.

It was still raining, and my mother took me to Xinhua Bookstore by bus to buy books. I sat by the window and watched the rain tick on the window. The car was about to leave when suddenly, a figure ran quickly from the side of the road and squeezed into the car at the moment when the door was about to close. He may have run for a long time to catch the bus. His clothes were almost all wet, and the rain ran down his messy hair and down his cheeks. After a long exposure, his skin color may be very dark and his face is wrinkled. People around him looked at him with strange eyes. He took a few breaths, reached into his pocket and took out a roll of odds and ends trembling. There are some hundred-dollar bills, some twenty-dollar bills and some one-dollar bills. All his money has been smashed, which shows that all his money is hard-earned money.

After a while, I suddenly found a man casually approaching the middle-aged man. He quietly put two fingers into the pocket of the middle-aged man and slowly took out one hundred yuan. After he succeeded, he did the same thing and put the poisonous claws in.

Oh, my God! He has the heart to steal money from hard-working people? Won't he have a bad conscience? I tried to stop him loudly, but I saw my mother shaking her head. What should I do? I know, my mother did it for my own good and was afraid that thieves would hurt me. But how hard the middle-aged man worked to earn the money! What the hell should I do! My heart is torn and painful. I can almost imagine the sad eyes of the middle-aged man when he found the money stolen! But mom pulled me hard. I finally became weak and silent, just like other silent people.

Whenever it rains, it will come to mind, and my heart will be very uncomfortable.

I will never forget that rainy day!

Composition on that rainy day 10 mom, I want to say to you, "you have worked hard!" " "In life, you take good care of me, help me when I am in trouble, and comfort me with tears when I am sick. Thank you, my mother! "

I remember one afternoon, my classmates and I were in class and saw it raining cats and dogs outside. I can't help thinking, this is terrible. How should I go home? Standing at the school gate after school, the rain hit my face and body and my clothes were wet. Looking around, other students are wearing raincoats, and some are still holding umbrellas. A feeling of loneliness and helplessness welled up in my mind. I waited anxiously for my mother, trembling.

Soon, a shadow appeared in the distance. Look! Exactly, mom! My mother came to me panting, as if she were trotting all the way. When she saw me, she opened her umbrella and quickly picked me up. Her right hand holds an umbrella so that the raindrops can't hit me, while my mother is shivering with cold. Countless raindrops hit her face on the road, and my heart ached.

It is raining harder and harder. The rain fell down the umbrella and fell on me. I shivered. My mother saw it, found a shelter from the rain, and put on my coat. I can't help whispering, "Mom, I love you."

I thank my mother. Every time I fall, you wipe away my tears. Every time I get sick, you care about me. Every time I succeed, you cheer for me. Every time I fail, you encourage me. Finally, I want to say to you, "Thank you for your hard work. I will definitely repay you with excellent results. I love you, mom! "

That rainy day, composition 1 1 felt sleepy, pushed open the window and the spring breeze brushed my face. It' s really "blowing your face and not chilling"! Look up at the sky, there is no sign of rain. I skipped out of the door-because I made an appointment with my classmates yesterday to go to Xinhua Bookstore to read today. Walking, I saw that the sky suddenly darkened, the cold wind roared and it began to rain. I just remembered yesterday's weather forecast that it would rain. I hid at the edge of the house and looked at the scattered crowd, trying to retreat. However, when I suddenly thought of the words in the book Looking for the Big Dipper of Life-"People are sincere", "Honesty is proud, dishonesty is shameful", and I heard teachers and parents kindly teach that "Honesty is more important than money", I thought of the faces that my classmates were anxiously waiting for. I took a step, braved the rain and came to Xinhua Bookstore. Although the spring rain is as thin as silk, it is also a dime a dozen. At this time, I am like a "soaked chicken", all wet, and the rain has to flow down my cheeks from time to time. But look at the time, it's a good thing I'm not late! I stood at the door of the bookstore, looking around, and didn't see the shadow of my classmates. After waiting for a while, I went to the bookstore to find her again. I saw a sea of people there, but I didn't find her at all. I waited for a long time, but I didn't see my classmates. It's almost noon. I have to go home. When I got home, I didn't care about eating. The first thing I did was to call my classmates. On the phone, she casually said to me, "It's raining today, so I don't have time, so don't go!" "I was speechless, the phone hung up. How shocked and sad I was on the phone!

Isn't honesty like a mirror Once broken, "people" will have cracks. ...

People should take honesty as the foundation and trust as the sky. People without integrity live in the world, just like dust floating in the air. The ancients said, "A disloyal person cannot stand in the world.".

All of us should be honest and trustworthy children from childhood, and we must do what we promised others. On the ideal road of life, we should be down-to-earth, step by step, and learn to treat others sincerely.

Never forget that rainy day. ...

Composition 12 On a rainy day, dark clouds were gathering, flowers were bent by the rain, birds stood listlessly on the branches, the rain did not fall from the sky like broken pearls, and pedestrians hurried to their destinations with umbrellas, with no expression on their faces. This day is extremely depressing!

I fidgeted at home, changed the channel with the remote control, took a bite of the fruit on the bed, screwed my eyebrows together, looked dull and looked pale. I thought, what if my mother hits me?

When my mother came home, she opened the closet, changed her raincoat, spread out the food wrapped in paper, threw away the bag and put on slippers. I stole a look, and there was a trace of anger in my mother's eyes. Her eyes are so cold, like putting me in an ice room, like someone throwing cold water at me in winter. Her eyes are so heavy, like thousands of steel needles piercing my heart. I looked down, picked up a book and pretended to be reading it.

I only heard my mother turn on the tap to wash vegetables. My mother cooked the meal quickly. Mother invited me to dinner and helped me clear the table. My mother helps me pick up vegetables. I like all the dishes today, but I'm not happy at all. My eyes contain a trace of fear and pain, like thousands of stinging my heart! .

My mother continued to help me with the food, and I couldn't swallow it. Suddenly, my face flushed, my hands trembled and my face was full of tears. I put down my spoon and walked slowly to my mother and said, "I was wrong." I shouldn't have said anything about you that day. I ... "My mother interrupted me and patted me on the shoulder:" Son, that thing has passed. " My mother looked at me tenderly, her eyes overflowing with infinite encouragement. Her eyes are so warm, like spring sunshine bathing me, so gentle! Like soft silk across my face, it seems to say, "Be a good boy if you know your mistakes!" " "

The rain stopped, the wind stopped, birds flew freely, and raindrops rolled down like pearls. Fortunately, my mother and I finally got out of the rain!

That rainy day composition 13 June day, the child's face. The ancients were sincere and did not deceive me. It was just a clear sky in Wan Li, and a few dark clouds that came out of nowhere tore at the original blue sky. Soon the sky began to rain cats and dogs, with lightning and thunder. Pedestrians on the road, some with umbrellas and some wearing raincoats, hurried home.

I'm bored in the bedroom, and I keep pressing the remote control one by one. The wonderful TV programs can't attract my attention at all.

The thunder was so loud that I ran to the bedroom and buried myself in a warm quilt. I have been afraid of thunder since I was a child. I leaned out of the quilt and looked at the rain curtain outside the window. I'm stuck. As a boy, it seems that I should rush out of the rain like a hero and send a love umbrella to my mother who is about to leave work, but I am really scared!

Just as I was struggling, my mother came back. She opened the door gently, walked into the room step by step, and threw the wet clothes on the bathroom floor. Seeing my embarrassment, my mother's eyes looked like a mountain. The air was compressed and breathing became a luxury. I ran to the study as fast as I could, and only pretending to be busy could I hide my inner panic.

In the study, I pretended to be holding a book and peeped at the door warily. For a long time, I heard the sound of washing vegetables, pouring water and cutting vegetables. At that time, a sense of guilt filled my heart.

"Let's eat." Cried the mother. I finally got up the courage and went to my mother to apologize and admit my mistake. Seeing my pathetic appearance, my mother's eyebrows finally loosened, and my eyes became as warm as ever: "All right, it's all right."

The weather is fine, birds are chirping outside the window, clouds are dotted with the blue sky, dew is shining on the grass, and rainbow is flashing on the horizon, which also builds a bridge between my mother and me.

Composition 14 that rainy day, I deeply felt "warmth" and "cold" On that rainy day, I deeply felt the world difference between people. ......

On Saturday, my mother and I went to the street by bus. Not long after I got off the bus, it began to rain. I thought to myself: this rain is really timely! We didn't bring an umbrella. It's a good time to get off! We don't have an umbrella. What can we do? I looked around and there were only a few big trees near here. I dragged my mother to a big tree to hide from the rain, but the weather seemed to be against us, and it rained harder and harder.

Our clothes were all wet by the rain. Seeing a small convenience store across the street, I went to the small convenience store to take shelter from the rain. The shopkeeper saw us standing there and said to us, "Do you want to buy anything?" We wandered around the shop. When the shopkeeper saw that we didn't buy anything, he shouted at us, "Get out of here if you don't buy it!" "Can we take shelter from the rain in your shop?" "no!" I was scared by the owner's voice and thought, if you don't let me, I won't let you. What are you yelling about? Who is this?

We walked out of the shop and walked on the wet street. At this moment, a florist waved to us and said, "Come in and take shelter from the rain for a while!" " "We walked into the fragrant flower shop." I'm sorry for soiling your floor. ""Never mind! " After that, she poured us two cups of hot water and handed it to us. I said gratefully, "Thank you!" "You're welcome!" She smiled at us. Her smile is full of sunshine. My heart warmed up and I thought: This elder sister is really an "angel". She helps others, and good people will be rewarded.

On that rainy day, I deeply felt the warmth! On that rainy day ......

That rainy day composition 15 huahua ... Outside the window, the storm raged relentlessly. Inside, I sat on the warm and comfortable sofa and thought of that rainy day again.

That day was the same as today. The same downpour, the same gale, the dark sky pressed on my mind, and our family of three sat on the sofa. At that time, I was in Grade Two. Because I want to use puzzles in class tomorrow, but I didn't buy them, so I was stupid enough to let my father buy them in such bad weather. Dad said nothing, picked up the umbrella, opened the door and left without looking back. I'm at ease and I don't feel anything.

For a long time, my mother said to me, "You, in such a heavy rain, how could you have the heart to ask your father to buy you a small puzzle?" If there is nothing, there will be nothing. Being scolded by the teacher is a big deal. But you know what? It's dangerous to go out in such bad weather! "Listening to the concerns revealed in my mother's tone, my young heart trembled and suddenly woke up, and two lines of tears were cleared from top to bottom. I began to blame myself, to worry, to regret. It seems that I have committed a heinous crime. Only when my father returns safely can I atone.

I'm looking forward to it, but time passes slowly, as if God is deliberately punishing my ignorance. The wheel of time turns slowly, but my worries and regrets are twisted in and deepened. Father hasn't come back for a long time, and when my mood is about to collapse, the door creaks. It's my dad. It's my dad who's back. He was soaked to the skin and stood at the door and smiled and said to me, "It's not easy. The shops nearby were closed, so I ran around and finally bought it. " I won't be criticized by the teacher tomorrow. "I flew into his arms, and 1 of" wow "opened the floodgate of tears, while my father stood there.

Hua Hua Hua, the rain is still falling, the wind is still blowing, and I wake up from my memory. His face was full of tears. That rainy day will be engraved in my heart forever, because no amount of rain can wash away any fatherly love.