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A passage about the spring rain

1. The light rain in spring is beautiful and lovely. Compared with the rain in summer, it is gentle, shy and charming. It feels like a girl's white skin is smooth and gentle. It seems that the rain curtain is hazy, like a string of jade beads from a distance, like smoke and fog, dancing like a veil.

Miss Yu is a shy girl, and she is a little green in her twilight years. Why else would she be too shy to show up? Maybe you will ask, why does it rain? To tell the truth, as soon as she cried, it rained. Rain is actually her tears!

3, at noon, the spring rain is no longer noisy! When they are tired, they turn into raindrops and sit on the leaves and watch us play. Some naughty children walked under the tree before Zhu Xiaoyu sat down, hugging the trunk and shaking it hard, haha! Zhu Xiaoyu is angry! It fell on naughty children, on their faces, necks and collars, making them tremble.

I was fascinated by it, and it was raining. You see, the rain will turn into magic: for a while, it looks like cow hair, for a while, it looks like silk, for a while, it looks like broken beads ... The rain is as light as fallen leaves, as thin as a needle tip, strings, strings, gently falling on the street and in people's hearts. In the sound of rain, every leaf, every clump of grass and every handful of soil in the garden has become a wonderful piano key. The fluttering rain is countless dexterous and soft fingers, playing elegant ditties, and each note has a fantastic color.

In the misty spring rain, all the buildings were washed, standing quietly in the rain and fog, enjoying the wonderful scenery. The grass on the ground and the trees on the roadside are bathed in the spring rain, which is as expensive as oil and looks even greener. Leaves are covered with crystal dew, just like pearls are covered with branches. A wet breeze blew and it began to rain under the tree. The winding path is also brand-new, like a belt as bright as glass. Walking on the path, beautiful spray will splash at your feet!

6. Silky light rain falls from the sky, the raindrops are so small and the rain curtain is so dense that the mountains are covered with cicada-like white gauze.

7. The spring rain melts into the river and slowly flows into the eager fields. Old people often say: Spring rain is as expensive as oil. Indeed, look at the sparse rain, as if it were gone, how can we satisfy the long-awaited seedlings? There is a rumbling sound of machines in the distance, so farmers who know the seasons best will not miss the wonderful spring scenery.

8. The air is filled with rain and fog, and the beads of rain string into a big curtain, covering everything like a cloud. Happy little swallow wears it everywhere, trying to cut the rain curtain with its tail. ...

9, the sound of rain, such as the morning breeze blowing across the grass, such as the moonlight breeze stroking the lotus pond, rhythmic, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, you may wish to listen, that is the whisper of the breeze stroking the weeping willow. Swallows sing from time to time in the distance. They were draped with rain curtains. At this time, you close your eyes and take a deep breath. It's so comfortable and fresh. The air seems to be filled with all kinds of flowers and plants, mixed with the joy of spring rain infiltrating the soil.

10, there are crystal beads on the leaves and petals. Looking closely, the water drops seem to blend heaven and earth. The earth is greener and the sky is bluer. The sun shines on small water droplets, which twinkle like little stars ... where the spring rain falls, it is full of vitality. It is really "good rain knows the season, when spring comes." Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. "

1 1, the rain is really small, it is dripping, not like rain, like fog, and the world in front of us is blocked in the dense rain. Looking into the distance, pedestrians in the streets and buildings are only left with a somewhat blurred wheel corridor.

12, raindrops are like pearls, sprinkled on the river surface, and the calm water surface is rippling. The clever fish jumped out of the water, as if to suck the crystal drops.

13, the spring rain is so noisy! Birds chirp from the treetops to the eaves, and then fly noisily from the eaves to the telephone poles. You say I shout to convey the joy that the spring rain brings to them. Young trees also stretch their waists with the breeze, dancing bright yellow-green skirts, and willow trees next to them shake their long hair and sing "Hua Hua" songs, telling each other the joy and joy brought by this spring rain!

14, raindrops are like beads with broken lines, dropping one by one on the puddle formed by rainwater. The spring rain dyed the mountains green, the water green and the stone path green.

15, in the morning, I was still sleeping. Chunyu is like a naughty child. Miss chun rushed down before calling them, as if to say, hurry up, hurry up, the flowers are waiting for us to bathe them! After a while, they gave the big tree flowers, grass and small trees a cold bath and made the big tree full.

16, in the early morning, after several weak spring thunder, it rained for the first time since the beginning of spring. In the twilight, the rain slowly falls. Layers of rain clouds covered the rising sun. In a short time, the scenery near and far was shrouded in mist and rain. After breakfast, although the rain didn't stop, it didn't rain again, and it was still dripping. I picked up my umbrella and walked out of the house.

17, slowly, slowly, it rained harder and harder, and gradually became a water curtain in the air, and I couldn't see anything clearly. People are floating in a white world. The rain rushed into the arms of Mother Earth. Spring rain falls on the grass, which provides enough water for grass seeds, so that it can add a new green to the world as soon as possible; The spring rain falls in the field, and the wheat seedlings greedily suck the sweet milk; The spring rain falls on the flowers, which is particularly delicate and charming ... The rain washes away the soil and dirt, leaving it bright and beautiful.

18, spring rain, like spun silk, is light and thin, like a kind of wet smoke, with no shape and noise, which gently moistens the earth.

19, I couldn't wait to rush into the rain and found that the spring rain was as thin as spun silk. I can't hear the sound, and I can't feel the dripping rain. I just feel that this is like moist smoke, gently moistening the earth and people's hearts.

20, the spring rain lingering, a little scrambling, as if the sky poured out, trying to integrate into the embrace of the earth. Those odds and ends of snow had been touched before landing. The broken snow hanging on the branches looks beautiful, like a painting. It falls with the rain and flows around just right, between dark brown and light green yellow, making this ancient city a landscape in the rain, lonely and beautiful.

2 1, drizzling like silk. Through the silver lines, I can see mountains, water and trees in the distance, just like a shy girl wearing a silver veil. She came to people with a sweet smile. Tall and straight green trees, tender grass and delicate flowers are all enjoying the moisture of this spring rain. The raindrops are crystal clear, and the petals knocked down by the rain float lightly in the water like a boat.

22. Spring Rain is a wonderful symphony. As the spring breeze falls on the rain door, I can only hear "pa … pa!" " Sound; Fell on the stone and sang "pa ... pa!" This song; Fall under the eaves and say "Dong ..." The sound of musical instruments, these sounds together, even Beethoven and Liszt are full of praise, will call Chun Yu their teacher, is a great musician of nature.

23. When raindrops fall into the pool, they will draw notes on the water. These notes are circles formed by raindrops on the water.

24, spring rain is like a cow's hair, like a flower needle, like the soft hair of a spring girl ... rain and fog are pervasive, and beads of rain string together to cover everything like a cloud; Spring rain is continuous, sprinkled on leaves, rustling sand, and swallowing mulberry leaves like a silkworm baby ... Spring rain falls on the eaves like 10 thousand silver threads, and a drop of water falls from the eaves like a beautiful bead curtain. Spring rain, like dew, floats silently to the earth, nourishing the budding buds.

25. "Good rain knows the season. When spring comes, sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." Throughout the ages, how many literati sent their feelings in the rain, and how many people praised the coming of the spring rain! Because of its arrival, it is often a long-awaited expectation. Like a beautiful and light fairy, it moistens the earth in this specific cycle, spreads green in the world, and flies in people's hearts with hope and spring.

26. Spring rain is different from the downpour of summer rain; Different from the dullness of autumn rain, it is more different from the coldness of winter rain. Spring rain is like silk, fog, smoke and tide. Through the spring rain, everything in the world is like a freehand painting, faint and faint.

27. The rain in Tianshan Mountain is unusual. It lasts for two or three days at a time, like cow hair, like embroidery needles, like thin threads, woven in a dense diagonal way. She is wearing a new green dress.

28. Through the glass window, you can see that the rain is falling on the opposite roof, and then it becomes a sparkling rain bead and falls quickly along the tiles, just like a broken bead. Could it be that Miss Chun came down to earth and scattered on earth? Or the fairy in the sky accidentally lost her beloved pearl necklace ... Everything revived, and they were washed spotless by the rain, which made them look particularly beautiful.

29. In the past few days, although the weather in the south of the Yangtze River under the smog is not very cold, intermittent spring rains slowly fall from the air, making the imprisoned mind slowly moist when this spring comes. One moment is wind, the other is rain, and in a short time, Binjiang Garden is shrouded in misty rain. Just covered with a layer of green cypress, gently covered with a layer of white fog, as if wrapped in a layer of gauze. From a distance, it looks good.

30. The spring rain came to the grass. Like a painter, the spring rain dyed clumps of grass green, painted a tree green and the flowers turned red. The grass is thriving, but the spring rain seems to be unfinished, and it turns into a designer, setting crystal pearls on those budding flowers. Flowers are swaying in the spring breeze, just like a girl's light singing and dancing.

3 1, spring rain in the early morning, after a few faint spring thunder, it rained for the first time since the beginning of spring. In the twilight, the rain slowly falls. Layers of rain clouds covered the rising sun.

32. It has been raining. The voice of the teacher in the classroom is softly scattered in the air, quietly precipitating thoughts of escape. I know that I am not a poet, and the bleak season can't give birth to those beautiful daydreams, but I am willing to be with nature in this spring and feel the feelings of spring in this long drizzle.

33, lingering spring rain, constantly playing a quaint pastoral overture, at this time, a poem jumped in front of you, "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. " What a beautiful poem. The simple people in our country are silent and selfless, nourishing this land and the simple culture rooted in it with sincerity and kindness.

34. "Didi ..." Pedestrians on the path hold umbrellas and merge into a colorful river, and they don't know where to go. The breeze blows people's faces, and everyone's faces are filled with smiles, enjoying the gentle spring rain.

35. The spring rain dyed peach blossoms red, bleached catkins, green peaks and seedbeds. Unexpectedly, spring is so full and brilliant that it seems to release all the emotions hidden in winter.

36. The spring rain kept falling, and the thin rain silk was woven into a huge net, hanging from the clouds to the ground. The dark mountains in the distance, pink peach blossoms, green willows and soft willow branches are all shrouded in this boundless net. This net was skillfully woven by Miss Chun, covering the world and weaving it on the mountain.

37. The spring rain is falling, and the dry branches of trees have a layer of light green color. Rain drops on the treetops, turning into strings of water-like notes. The ground is also wet a lot, emitting a refreshing fragrance. Grass also sneaked out of the ground and began to weave green carpets. It rained heavily in the spring rain. It gently awakens the earth, quietly takes away the cold, and slowly soothes the wounds of trees in winter. Spring rain washes away the remnants of winter, and everything wakes up under the spring breeze and grows under the nourishment of spring rain.

38, drizzle, quietly falling, like countless silkworms spit out silver. Thousands of filaments, rippling in mid-air, are fascinated by long veils, covering black fields.

39. The sparkling spring rain, like a group of innocent dolls, hangs down to the ground in the floor. The dark mountain in the distance, the pink peach blossom nearby, the green poplar and the soft willow branches are all shrouded in this boundless net. This net is a gauze skillfully woven by Miss Chun, covering the sky and the sun.

40. Spring rain washes away the remnants of winter, and everything wakes up under the blowing of spring breeze and grows under the nourishment of spring rain. What a magical spring rain. Both hazy and clear. It covers everything with an ethereal gauze and washes everything fresh and bright. My mood seems to have been washed and polished by rain, and a clear and cheerful feeling is growing.

4 1, a few misty spring rains, the mountain is green, the water is green, and the gurgling stream at the foot of the mountain is more and more beautiful. The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green, and the soft spring breeze warmed the river.

42. It turned out to be her, the protagonist of this morning, and the drizzle turned into countless slender fingers. With everything as the instrument and heaven and earth as the sound, a symphony is being staged, which is the sound of nature. Rain falls on the green leaves, "* * *." Rain is falling in the puddle. "Dadada." The rain fell on my umbrella, "Ping Ping, Bang Bang." Added infinite vitality to this quiet morning. Everything is gratitude for the spring rain, and it is a kind of vitality to repay her. Spring rain, an angel in nature, went to other places to be busy after being full of vitality.

43. Spring rain is different from the downpour of summer rain; Different from the dullness of autumn rain, it is more different from the coldness of winter rain. Spring rain is like silk, fog, smoke and tide. Through the spring rain, everything in the world is like a freehand painting, faint and faint.

44, the spring rain, but also with the unique taste of the spring girl, bit by bit with pity, drizzly and meaningful. If you walk on a country road and let the thin rain fall freely, you can feel the comfort and happiness of seedlings and weeds at this time.

45. In the sound of rain, every leaf, grass and soil in the garden has become a wonderful piano key. The fluttering rain is countless dexterous and soft fingers, playing elegant ditties, and each note has a fantastic color. The birds in the tree are twittering under the leaves, as if to say, "It's cool, it's cool!" " "A tree greedily sucks the dew of spring. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the sound of drinking water.

46. It rained, and the rain on the ground splashed into the river. Rain rippled the river. Trees absorb nutrients from the rain, leaving a drop of crystal beads on their petals. The farmer's uncle quickly sowed seeds on the ground. After the fields were irrigated by rain, flowers, grass and rice grew, and the spring rain brought joy to the earth.

47. In the street, the wet road is like a sparkling river. People in the street are holding colorful umbrellas, like small petals floating on the water. Occasionally passing vehicles are like boats shuttling through the water waves. The streets are bustling with pedestrians, but there are also children who laugh when they see the spring rain.

48. Listen! The rain dripped on the roof, just like percussion. When the rain falls on the pond, it sings "Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Tintin Water, dancing like a girl with water.

49. It's raining and the air is cool. The farmer's uncle is happy to see the vegetables ripe. Some people walk in the rain with umbrellas, and the spring rain brings joy to people.

50. During the day, the rain pounded the passing cars. Rain Lane, a beautiful umbrella supported by a woman, has propped up a colorful world. At midnight, the scenery all over the street gradually disappeared, and a quiet time and space was slowly restored. The wind strung up the rain on the metal window eaves, as if beating endless music, clinging to the faint light and thin smoke, such a wonderful artistic conception is difficult to fill with words.

5 1, naughty raindrops hit the river like steel balls thrown by someone, splashing high; Thick raindrops hit people's windows hard.

52. With the sound of spring thunder, the spring rain has come, and it is raining in drops, and the rain is like smoke and powder. Wheat seedlings and newly blooming flowers in weeping willow fields by the river are gently shaken in water mist and broken rain.

53. Spring rain comes from the sky, soil comes from the ground, and I come from the music of spring rain. The spring rain carefully watered the earth. So, the willows are green, the peaches are in bloom and the birds are singing. Everything wakes up in the spring breeze and grows in the spring rain. As the ancient poem says: the rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass in the distance is near.

54. The spring rain has been falling. Walking into the drizzly spring rain, the cool rain floats on the face with the wind, not as cold as the winter rain, so people's faces still glow with joy. The spring rain is lingering, a little scrambling, as if the sky were pouring out, trying to blend into the embrace of the earth. Early spring, like a painting, flows properly with the rain. Between dark brown and light green and light yellow, the ancient city of Jingchuan has become a landscape in the rain, lonely and beautiful.

55. The spring rain falls slowly, like a silk thread falling to the earth. Oh! That's Miss Chun's sweat dripping in a hurry. It quietly moistens the fertile soil and gently awakens the sleeping grass doll. The grass woke up, stretched, drilled out of the land and dyed the earth green. Spring rain is like a warm hand, caressing the grass doll like a loving mother, and the earth is greener and greener.

56. It's raining. Raindrops fall from the sky. The rain whirled on the roof and fell from the eaves. Mother earth sucks the spring rain, and the flowers are straight. The spring rain brought joy to the earth.

57. "Tick-tock, tick-tock ..." A spring rain fell from the sky, probably because the fairy in the sky accidentally knocked over the glass, and the dew in the glass poured into the world.

58. The spring rain is like silk, and it is raining. In this charming scene, I seem to be a drop of rain. At this time, I recited the well-known poem with emotion: "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. "

59. Spring rain drops slowly, like countless fine needles falling, and it is sprinkled in every corner. I looked at the misty filaments outside the window, looked at countless endless peaks there, and was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in the rain there!

60. The spring rain came to the stream, which was still sleeping. The stream flows quietly, and everything seems quiet and peaceful. But Chun Yu is a lively advocate. It attracts the spring breeze and awakens the stream. The stream woke up and the tune suddenly became cheerful. It is like a singer of nature, singing crisp and pleasant songs and rushing forward. Spring rain joins in and plays the hymn of spring with the stream.

6 1, the most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow. 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.

62. Spring rain is like spun silk, light and thin. We can't hear the sound of falling, and we can't feel the dripping of rain. We just feel like wet smoke, shapeless and noiseless, gently moistening the earth and people's hearts. ...

63. With the sound of spring thunder, the spring rain, which is as expensive as oil, also dripped down, and all over the mountains and plains were shrouded in a gauze-like rain and fog, fresh and humid, picturesque.

64, your light dance steps, jumping on the green leaves; Your graceful posture is like that red dragonfly, sticking its belly to the water and flying low. You moisten the life of the earth with moist emotions! The earth warms your cold heart with a warm body!

65. The spring rain is falling quietly. With the warm spring breeze, the remnants of winter are driven away, and the girls in spring are dressed in costumes, which brings hope to people.

66. As soon as I went out, a cool spring breeze came to my face, with some earthy grass fragrance and some moist and fresh breath, which made me feel very comfortable and clear-headed. After a night of rain, everything in the rain seems to have completely changed and taken on a new look. Far and near tall buildings stand quietly, wet, with bright green leaves and striking green grass, as if decorated with diamond crystals.

67. 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.

68. Under the nourishment of the 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.

When the rain stopped, I came to the park. The air in the park is fresh, and the willows give off green buds, swaying slim figures in the breeze. There are still crystal dew hanging under the branches, which are crumbling, and the willows grow stronger under the moisture of spring rain; After the shower of spring rain, the flowers put on colorful dresses, clustered together, raised their childish faces and showed charming smiles; Moistened by the spring rain, the grass raises its green face and observes this wonderful world. Look, that's whispering Yanzi, looking for the home it should have in the spring rain.

70. The rain was unusual and lasted for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a thin thread. There is a thin layer of smoke on the roof.

7 1, Chun Yu is a shy girl, looking back at the endless back with a sad face, but tears like Chun Yu are rare and expensive, so it is difficult for anyone to casually! Yu Xia doll can ignore that Mado, but Spirited Away's fat doll sneezed and burst into tears immediately. Looking at the autumn rain, the spoony seed upstairs germinated by itself, but I didn't feel that I had melted in the rain and knocked on the slash, holding a warm palm in my hand-when my eyes froze in winter, I could never see her way out again.

72. The spring rain is falling, the rain is foggy, and thousands of silver lines 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 the rain curtain with scissors-like tails. Spring rain falls on the leaves of willow leaves, rustling sand, like a girl stroking the strings gently and swallowing mulberry leaves to silkworm babies; The spring rain is falling, and the raindrops fall on the petals of early spring, rolling like thousands of pearls shining with colorful luster.

73. The flooded river overflows the red dust, slides down the desolate plateau, rolls down along the spirituality of water, passes through the eyes of music and turns into dripping spring rain.

74. It's poetic spring! It was raining in the spring rain just now. At this time, the raindrops condensed on the leaves are still dripping down, dripping into the puddle on the side of the road, making an unusually crisp sound-Ding Dong Ding Dong ... The birds on the branches are afraid of being upstaged by the sound of raindrops and start to cry. They must be blessing me!

75, spring rain, quietly falling, such as the tip of a needle, as light as a cow's hair, like smoke and fog. 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.

76. The spring rain is really good! As thin as ox hair, as thin as silver thread, as if the wind could blow it away. Soon, people's roofs were covered with a layer of white smoke. Reaching for it, there is no rain at all. I only feel that the coolness sneaks into my heart and spleen from my fingertips, giving people an itchy, refreshing and comfortable feeling. It was really a spring rain that sneaked into my heart with the wind.

77. The spring rain woke everything up. After a long winter's sleep, the wheat seedlings stretched themselves. Breathing the breath of spring, sucking it from the hard-won * *. Willow trees by the river are swaying in the breeze, which is their welcome to the spring rain. They are happy to show fresh spring buds. After the spring rain, the small winter jasmine is even more outstanding, and the yellow is dazzling.

78. The spring rain begins gradually, accompanied by the spring breeze. The spring rain is sparse, dense and gray, and the mountains, trees and houses in the distance are hazy, just like being immersed in a mist. Spring rain, like fog and non-fog, like line and non-line, like tangible and intangible ... From a distance, misty spring rain floats in mid-air like silk. Looking closely, it looks like petals scattered by the goddess, dripping on the ground, trees and houses, and rustling on the green grass. After a winter thirst, the earth opened its green mouth and greedily sucked the sweet rain.

79. In Spring Rain, there is also a scene in Yan Ci that "the fallen flower is independent, and Qi Fei is slightly swift". In the light rain, the woman standing silently, faintly disappointed, looked at the two whispering swallows, rippling with faint and shallow concern.