Tell me about the mood of admiring flowers in the rain. Sentences about admiring flowers in the rain.

The rain is getting heavier. On the roofs and on the streets, a layer of white rain and mist splashes, like a misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew over, and the white gauze floated away, and the raindrops hit the stagnant water on the street diagonally, stirring up splashes of water.

Rain falls on the campus! I held an umbrella and walked slowly in the rain. The bright red phoenix leaves were falling gently in the rain, as if there was a feeling of parting sadness!

The rain has washed the streets, making them look extraordinarily bright, and people can even be seen reflected in them! The evergreens on the roadside have become green again, making autumn exude vitality! I thought: Dieffenbachia probably likes the rain the most!

The raindrops fell, like musicians playing, but the sound was clear and crisp. They happily throw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth, "swish, swish, swish" and tell the anecdotes along the way; sometimes they "fly up the branches" and turn into crystal gems, jumping down "didi-dip-dip" to nourish the seedlings; and A few of them jumped onto the umbrella, and the "ta-ta-da" sounds were so cute! The soft and fresh melody and the tender musical language are like gurgling clear springs, blending into the earth, into spring, and into everyone's heart.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain elves seemed more naughty. They jumped on my head, fell on my hands, and fell on my clothes, playing hide and seek with me. I held a small umbrella and came to this rainy world, enjoying it quietly.

The rain falls on the campus, gently covering the campus with a layer of white gauze. The green old banyan trees, beautiful flowers, and tall coconut trees are all so beautiful after being lightly beaten by the rain. Green and lovely, the rain is the brisk rhythm of nature, gently falling on the campus.

The rain kept falling, and the stone path was washed exceptionally clean by the rain. The rustling spring rain is like a warm and hospitable guide who joins me in admiring the beautiful natural scenery: tall buildings, green grass, clear rivers...all are decorated more enchantingly by this silky spring rain. , even more charming, it is simply a picture of mountains and rivers with a strong Chinese painting style. Even the surrounding air becomes particularly moist and refreshing, and it feels really sweet when you breathe it in your lungs.

The rain started to fall in the morning. As soon as it started, the raindrops splashed unscrupulously on the vast land, falling on the roofs, hitting the windows, falling on the umbrellas of pedestrians, and making a loud sound. After hearing the different sounds, I think of the ensemble of various musical instruments, which is novel and beautiful. Make people yearn for it, intoxicate it.

The rain is "gushing..." underground, like a huge band playing the symphony of autumn on the ground, in the air, and on the roof! Street leaves - sycamore leaves are also floating in the sky with the autumn rain, like a few flying butterflies playing in the sky! Finally, they got tired of floating and slowly landed on the wet cement floor. Looking from a distance, they look like a few small flowers on the ground, adding a bit of fun to the lonely autumn!

Raindrops fall from the eaves, walls, and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column.