Composition of scenery description after spring rain

1. The composition describing the scenery of spring rain got up early in the morning and went downstairs to see that the ground was slightly wet and it was raining.

Thin rain, slightly cool, I didn't stop, trotted all the way in the rain, crossed the road, ran south along the alley of Shixiaodong in Zhaoyang, and arrived at the flood control corridor along the Wangjiatang River. The brick road on the embankment is wet, and the corridor made of stone is even more wet.

It's raining, rustling and there are fewer people exercising. They walked back and forth on the riverbank in twos and threes. Some are swinging their arms and striding forward; Some run in small steps and move forward one by one; But there are fewer people who twist their necks here in leg press at ordinary times.

Two young girls, trotting, ponytails jumping on their heads, and there seems to be rain and fog on their foreheads and hairlines, which are broken and bright. The girl was relaxed and lively all the way, talking and laughing, and playing music with an MP3 player at her waist.

Running hot, one of the girls, but also tied the coat around her waist, like a swaying skirt dragging, more swaying posture. Someone hung his coat on a bare branch near the corridor, hanging there alone, like a meditator leaning against a tree.

Thin yellow leaves have emerged from the poplar trees on the shore, hanging gently on the shore, and there is still some breeze, but I want to stretch my dance, but I have a lazy spring sleep. There are fewer big iron boats running on the river than usual, and the water surface is slightly wavy. The water on the river is connected with the hair and sand in the sky, and there is fog. Looking from a distance, it is foggy.

The houses, roads and trees on both sides of the other bank are covered with a layer of water vapor, which is an ink painting of a misty and rainy water town with a moist feeling. In the distance is the black land and the mist of wheat seedlings and vegetables on the black land.

It's raining harder and harder. Didi Tata, the leaves are wet and washed, which makes your eyes shine. The water drops washed from the leaves rolled onto the leaves, and the racket rolled to the ground.

The river is also splashed with water, one after another, all with colorless fragrance. Someone walked by with an umbrella over there, and the dripping tower smelled damp.

"Good rain knows the season. When spring comes, as you can see, you sneak into the night and moisten things silently." I heard the sound of immature reading from Zhaoyang Primary School.

In my impression, that spring rain always falls gently on that early spring night, as if it brought people unexpected surprises; It seems that she is afraid of disturbing the dream of the world, so she is so quiet, caressing the thirsty earth and mountains like a filament, wetting every corner. When I get up in the morning, the first thing I see is the bright green of spinach and shallots in the garden.

The delicate green is in sharp contrast with the yellow border stalk next to it, as delicate and touching as a natural landscape painting. Looking at other places, all kinds of grass and small wild vegetables have emerged, as if a child who had slept all night had a comfortable stretch after waking up and arched soft and moist soil from the light green or lavender leaves.

It's not very warm at this time. Even if the sun is shining, there is still a chill in the spring breeze, so the peach blossoms and apricot blossoms are not open, and only small lavender buds appear on the branches. The earliest flowers were some old cabbages planted by my mother on the sunny side of the fence to grow rapeseed. A few tender stems stick out from the cabbage, and a few days later, clusters of small gold flowers bloom.

As soon as the flowers opened, butterflies and bees buzzed, flew out of nowhere and danced around clusters of yellow flowers. The sensible spring rain receded before people woke up, which did not delay the villagers' work the next day.

Many times when I wake up in the morning, it is gone, the rain has stopped, and the sky washed by spring rain is so blue that people are enchanted. At this time, our favorite thing to do is to dig bean sprouts in the field with a small wicker basket.

The air in the field is clear, the wheat seedlings are green, the wind is warm, and the little lark sings crisp. The fresh air mixed with soil and the fragrance of various weeds or cold-resistant flowers suddenly went straight into the nose.

Take a deep breath, as if suddenly smelling the breath of spring. We ran wildly on the soft ridge with a small basket on our backs until the shadows on the ground were short, only to realize that we didn't dig a few bitter bean sprouts.

So I stopped jumping and began to look for tender and bitter bean sprouts carefully. Bitter weeds stick out purple buds from fluffy and loose soil, carefully dig down along the buds, gently shake off the soil, and unsheathed bitter weeds appear in front of you.

Put it carefully in the basket, just like gently putting a sleeping baby. When hungry, bitter bean sprouts only cover the bottom of the basket.

When I got home, I was always scolded by adults, but with the basket of tender and bitter vegetables as a cover, I was scolded a little less than usual. It is a good dish to wash the bitter vegetable buds with clear water several times, put them on a plate and dip them in soy sauce.

But I seldom eat it, because it is too bitter to appreciate the beauty of wild vegetables. Only grandma likes it best. She said that bitter vegetables can reduce fire and improve eyesight, so most of the bitter vegetables we dug were filial to grandma.

This year's spring rain has not yet fallen, although it is time for "good rain to know the season".

2. The composition of the field scenery after the spring rain "Spring rain" is a good opportunity to know the rain, and it happens when spring comes. It sneaked into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. "One day in March, there was a light rain outside, which was the first rain in spring. The rain is as light as a fallen leaf and as thin as a needle tip, gently falling on the street and in people's hearts. The rainy fields are cheerful and full of vitality. Rape flowers bend down from time to time, and the sea of flowers is like a flower field. They were moved by the sound of rain! The old poplar beside the field shook its leaves and nodded and smiled at Xiaoyu. Ah! The fields in the rain are full of vitality. Rainy streets are shrouded in rain and fog. Pedestrians in the street quickened their pace of going home. Some people pedal their bikes hard. Some people are striding and running hard ... ah! The streets are busy in the rain. The rain fell on the campus and all the pupils heard it. They cheered, ran and chased each other. Don't mention how happy they are in the light rain. The campus in the rain is happy. It's raining again in the forest, birds are chirping in their nests, squirrels are hiding in their homes ... Ah! The forest in the rain is active.

3. Describe the scenery after the spring rain 1. Every time it rains, I go for a walk outside. The air is very fresh after the rain. Although it is summer, the weather after the rain is still like autumn, with a hint of coolness. There is a smell of earth around the flower bed. The surrounding flowers and plants are covered with crystal dew, which is like dazzling diamonds under the sunlight.

The fresh air after the rain filled the whole garden. I greedily breathed the sweet air after the rain. How lovely it is that the rain drops on this flower. Looking around, it is like a huge picture scroll, so quiet and comfortable.

The thunder died down, the dark clouds dispersed and the sky cleared up. Rainwater accumulates in potholes on the pavement, forming small puddles, reflecting the white clouds in the sky and the blue sky behind them. People walking in the street are cautious, afraid that the splashing water will wet their pants, and even more afraid that they will crush the scenery in the water.

After the rain, the earth eliminated its own heat and put on a cool coat. The plant sucked up enough nutrients and smiled again. At this time, a group of colorful bridges were set up in the sky, and the raindrops on lotus petals were playing on the slide-falling to the ground drop by drop. At this time, we have a good chance to catch fish.

The sky suddenly turned blue and the air became exceptionally fresh. Birds call their friends out for fresh air. They fly freely in the sapphire sky and become zigzag, S-shaped and herringbone ... in short, they have changed a lot. Grandpa Sun showed a bright smile and restored his former spirits. A seven-color rainbow bridge leading to the sky was erected in the sky.

6. The air behind is always exceptionally fresh. I was riding alone in the street, very confused and didn't know where my destination was. Suddenly, it rained again. Watching the rain drop on my arm and listening to the wind passing over my face, my heart is empty. I hope someone will ride with me and share with her. ...

7. The river is sparkling, and the lotus leaves are covered with water droplets, which shine in the sun, swinging like glittering pearls on the jade plate; Lotus blooms among the dense lotus leaves, sucking the energy of nature; The little frog used the lotus leaf as a trampoline, jumping around on it for a while, singing and laughing for a while; The little fish took the lotus leaf as an umbrella and played happily under the water. Everything is so beautiful.

8. Walk out of the beautiful garden, walk along this quiet forest path, look at the dense forest in the distance, look at the colorful sunset glow in the sky and the free-flying swallows. Breathing the fresh air after the rain, the breath of nature came from my ears. The moss on my head danced a beautiful waltz under its touch, and the maple leaves fell down. Suddenly I feel that everything is so quiet. I don't know why I always feel like crying, but I am very lost. Is it moving? Is it happiness? Is it beautiful? Is the weather getting better?

9. I especially like the air after rain, which smells of earth. Take a deep breath, from the bottom of my heart. At this moment, my soul is floating and happy, because I have left the pain in yesterday. Today is a brand-new day, just like being washed by rain, clean and spotless.

10, it is said that the air contains language. Listen-the bird bought a crisp voice after the rain and sang a euphemistic tone; When cicadas keep chirping, I hope everyone can hear the wonderful language scattered in the air. Unfortunately, people have put themselves into busy work, how can they have time to enjoy the beautiful and lovely green scenery after the rain?

1 1. Walking through the stone bridge, it's green again. The lake is very clear, and you can see the sand and stones at the bottom. Goldfish swim happily in the water; The sun shines on the lake, and the sparkling lake makes people feel so comfortable. Occasionally, a dragonfly touches the lake, adding interest to the lake. By the lake, a group of children are throwing stones and splashing water. It's so cute.

12, a rainbow across the sky, like a colorful bridge. The clouds floated slowly and leisurely. The sun opened the white barrier and suddenly jumped out. The warm sunshine shines on the earth. Birds dust off the water droplets on their feathers and fly into the air, or fly to the wire to sing, just like the notes in the staff, the songs are crisp and melodious, very beautiful. There are sparkling pearls on the grass, reflecting the sun and dazzling. When it falls, it will make a "tick-tock" sound, as if playing a cheerful music. The beetle musician swaggered out of the cave to prepare for the concert. He stood in the center of the stage and sang loudly.

13, the rain gradually stopped, and the strong wind left, leaving a breeze. The breeze caressed the injured young tree and told everything that the sun had come out. The sun is half exposed, smiling at nature! Birds meet the sun in droves. Some birds are flying happily in the air, some birds are singing loudly in the trees, and their melodious songs are rippling nearby.

14, soon, the rain stopped. I don't know what is embedded in the blue sky. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be colorful neon lights. Wow! How beautiful! I haven't seen such a beautiful rainbow for a long time. Today, God bless, let me see Sister Rainbow again. A rainbow of seven colors is beautiful, but it is not common. You can't see it until it rains. When I was a child, I looked at paintings, imitated painting rainbows, and took out watercolor pens. A painting has only been painted for half a day. However, no matter how well I draw and how lifelike I am, no real rainbow is beautiful, crystal clear and bright.

It was too hot to sleep well last night.

My mother woke me up at half past six in the morning. In summer, even if it is hot at night, it is usually cool in the morning, but this morning is a bit suffocating.

I rubbed my eyes and went out. I heard my mother talking to herself in the kitchen: "It's so hot, what terrible weather! It looks like rain. " Is it going to rain? I ran to the door and looked up at the sky.

Yes, a thick gray cloud covered the sky tightly. The rain has stopped; I am filled with joy.

At about 10 in the morning, it was dark and there was no wind. I had to go out of the house, only to see the ants under the eaves lined up in a black line, busy moving food to the heights; Dark clouds rolled in the sky, as if to be crushed.

A heavy rain is coming soon, rain, rain! For more than a week, small trees and grass have died in the scorching sun, and rice fields lacking water have also opened their mouths. They are eager for rain soon. At first, the rain was like someone feeding corn to chickens, leaving a watermark the size of copper coins on the ground and tiles.

In an instant, the watermark disappeared. After a while, the rain poured down like a barn.

"It's raining!" "It's raining!" Neighbor's children ran into the street, drilling around in the rain, laughing nonstop ... The rain gradually became dense, and the children's hair was soaked. They ran home with their heads in their arms, ran into the house and leaned against the door to look out. After a while, the water under the eaves also "dripped ..." Dora became a stream.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and a layer of white rain fog splashes on the roof and streets, just like an ethereal plain yarn. I don't know where the wind is hiding in the heat, but it is also blowing violently.

"Plain yarn" drifted away, and raindrops obliquely hit the accumulated water in the street, causing splash. I looked at all this and found it strange and interesting.

It rained for a long time, and it began to light up, and the room was no longer stuffy. The banana tree outside my window not only drank enough water, but also took a bath happily.

When the tiles are drunk enough, let the rain "splash". At noon, the room was already very cold, but the heavy rain continued and kept falling.

I like to walk on the grass in sunny days, I like to walk lightly on the hills under the wind and the rising sun, I like to walk through the Woods when the yellow leaves fly, and I like to listen quietly when the rain comes. That force, I know, is a gift from nature for you to appreciate and revel in ... the night seems to be getting shorter every day, and sometimes you really feel tired. I obviously feel that the vigorous season is approaching step by step, accompanied by this scorching high temperature. This is a passionate season, the most energetic time in life, even more vigorous than spring.

Under the fiery red sun, everything seemed to be reborn and began to grow with all its strength. Perhaps this vitality should be the most sighing scenery this summer! I prefer rainy nights in summer. On a hot and annoying night, I was in some rare quiet places in this city, but I still couldn't escape the high temperature in summer, so I had to stay quietly and let the temperature spread on my body.

At this time, there was a sudden gust of wind. Although there was still the uncomfortable heat in summer, it seemed to be released and much more comfortable. After a while, the temperature will gradually drop, the wind will get stronger, and then there will be a downpour.

Summer rain always comes so suddenly. It doesn't look like spring rain at all, and then it hits the ground with less severe raindrops. When you come, it is always so crisp and "powerful". People in the street start to run and soon disappear from sight, and the street will become empty.

Whenever this time, I will walk happily in this rain, and the raindrops as big as beans hit me. It's not very painful, but it's not good either. However, I still enjoy this feeling. The unbridled beating of the rainstorm makes me feel very happy, and I am also very comfortable. This kind of practice may be a bit crazy.

I like summer rain, like its freshness, like its strength, like its sharpness, perhaps because these are all things I wanted to do but didn't do. I am obsessed with this feeling and enjoy it again and again.

Stay in the rain sometimes think, if you are so decisive, if you can be so free and easy, then life may be very different. Raise my hand and gently catch the heavy raindrops. This summer's rain is a way of life, telling me that a lot of confusion is just an illusion created by myself, and the facts are as clean and clear as the streets after the rain.

I am watching a summer rain, not enjoying a play, a play that everyone often plays-a life like this summer rain. Right and wrong, all in my heart, have always been so ordinary and natural.

We are all confused just for our own confusion, but many things are like summer rain. Just accustomed to pedestrians, we have no intention to appreciate the face of the rain in the process of rushing to avoid the rain. Leaning against the building and listening to the noise, when can we overlook the wind and rain? At noon in summer rain, the sun shines brightly.

The earth is steaming and boiling. The sun tries to bring light and heat to the world.

The leaves are so hot that flowers and plants hang their heads. There is no one in the street.

How people wish it would rain! Just then, a large dark cloud came slowly, just blocking the sun. After a while, the whole sky was dark.

Then, the dark clouds piled up. A flash of lightning tore the whole sky, and then a series of muffled thunder resounded through the sky, scaring people to flee everywhere.

Raindrops the size of soybeans poured down, casting a mysterious veil over the whole city. The distant scenery is hazy, as if playing hide-and-seek with us.

The more it rains, the happier it is. Beads are hung on the eaves of every household, hanging straight down and splashing "rain flowers" on the ground, which is unique. The raindrops rushed to the fields without waiting.

Look, the wild vegetable flowers are bent with laughter, as if moved by the sweet singing of raindrops. Trees on the roadside are shaking the rain and enjoying the sweet songs of raindrops.

Those little flowers and grasses are also happy because of the arrival of rain. They actively cooperate with raindrops and dance. The whole street is dripping.

The heat just now has flown to the outside of the cloud nine It is cool everywhere.

People are coming out of the air-conditioned room.

The composition describing the spring scenery came, and every corner of the earth was filled with the breath of spring. There are beautiful elephants everywhere on campus. Willow leaves out fine willows, and yellow leaves adorn them; The grass grew with the fragrance of the earth, and clusters of bright green flowers stretched themselves, yawned and leaned out their little heads; The children took off their heavy winter clothes and put on light and bright spring clothes; Birds fly out of the house and sing beautiful songs, telling us that spring is coming! Spring has really come. In the pond, in the fields, in the sky, everywhere is full of vitality. The scenery of nature has also become colorful. On sunny days, warm sunshine shines on your body, and soft spring breeze blows on your face, which is both warm and comfortable; on rainy days, spring thunder explodes from time to time, which is both thrilling and * * *. The scenery in spring is so beautiful that people's mood is even better in spring. The cheerful smiling face is full of hope. The park is full of excitement again. Young people who take pictures, old people who fish and children who catch insects are all intoxicated in the embrace of nature and linger on. In spring, people are busier. As the saying goes, a year's plan lies in spring. You see, busy figures come and go in the streets of the city, farmers sow the seeds of hope in the fields of the countryside, and the walls of classrooms. In a new book, there are many fruits of knowledge waiting for us to collect. I love spring. I like to smell the flowers, see the new green of the trees and listen to Xiao Wu's songs. I love spring because it is full of vitality and new hope! Example 3: Beautiful spring and winter As soon as Grandpa left, Miss Chun quietly came to the world with a basket of flowers, accompanied by spring breeze and spring rain. Suddenly, everything on the earth revived, and the flowers were overflowing, showing a vitality. You see, the spring breeze gently blows the soil, and grass grows out of the ground. They are all green and look like a green carpet from a distance. When the spring breeze blows, they sway from side to side. Flowers are in full bloom, red as fire, white as snow, pink as chardonnay and colorful. Peach blossoms on the mountain look like clouds from a distance. Flowers put a floral dress on the world, which is very beautiful. You see, trees are like guards who stick to the frontier. They have survived the cold winter and still stand there firmly. Today, they pulled out new branches and grew green leaves. The most beautiful is the pond. The wicker swings like a dancing girl. Very beautiful. You see, the spring rain rustles like embroidery needles and ox hair. The snow on the river melted and the snow flowed into a stream. In the river, tadpoles swim playfully, as if looking for their mother. Very cute. Look, little swallow. I must think that spring is so beautiful. They are chirping in the air, as if calling other swallows to play with them. Swarms of butterflies and bees are dancing among the flowers. Bees are collecting nectar, and butterflies are collecting pollen. They are very busy. I love spring, and I hope it will stay in my motherland forever.

6. Spring Rain Writing Landscape Composition 450 Words Spring has arrived, and Spring Girl has come, taking her child-Spring Rain.

When I first arrived at Mother Earth-Grandma, the naughty spring rain kept busy. He looked around and ran around, making grandma frozen by the humidity of winter, making her as gentle, soft and fragrant as before. Because of the spring rain, trees and seedlings on the earth began to grow. They should blend with the breath of spring and be full of vitality, and decorate Mother Earth with their own different colors. "Wow, how beautiful grandma is!" Spring rain looked at all these changes and jumped up happily.

Happy spring rain is singing, grasping the leaves and swaying, jumping in the lattice composed of veins, sliding from one leaf to another ... Suddenly, he saw that Mother Earth was still frowning, and asked inexplicably, "Grandma, why are you unhappy?" Earth Jupiter said, "Good boy, look, isn't there a bare place on the surface of my stratum?" This is the grass doll sleeping late and refusing to get up! After listening to Chunyu's words, she said, "Don't worry, Grandma, I will find him." "Then he plunged into the mud.

After finding the grass doll, Chunyu asked him. "It's spring now, why don't you come out?" "..." The grass doll stretched herself and said, "I still have to sleep. I am sleepy. " "You can't sleep. In this way, you will never see the sun in the soil. After a long time, even the roots will die. Everyone is waiting for you! " "What you said is true? Ok, I'll go to the ground right away. " After that, the grass doll gathered all her strength, worked hard to grow and germinated slowly. "Let me help you!" The spring rain gives off strength and moistens the grass dolls. Finally, the grass dolls came out of the soil and dyed the bare ground green, so Mother Earth became more beautiful.

From then on, the grass doll and Chunyu became good friends. Every spring, as soon as the spring rain comes to Mother Earth, the grass dolls no longer stay underground to sleep late, but quickly emerge from the ground and sing Haruka with everyone.

7. Scenery composition describing the changing characteristics of spring rain (350 words) The following is an example:

"lixi Li, Li" is as expensive as oil, and the spring rain falls on the earth. The fine spring rain flutters and the orchard is peach blossom red; Sprinkle on the treetops to dye green willow buds; Fall in the fields to nourish crops; Fall on the pond to wake the frog ... Green the willows by the river and red the apricot flowers. In an instant, raindrops fell from the sky like thousands of soldiers. It falls on the pink petals of morning glory and rolls like thousands of colorful gems. Raindrops fall on the pond, and the calm pond ripples. If you look at the raindrops carefully, you can see that the raindrops disperse, gather, retreat and then.

Step back for a while and move forward for a while. It is so unpredictable that even the most talented painter can't draw it! Look, how beautiful the azaleas are! The blooming petals crowded together and danced like a colorful girl. Flowers in bud are colorful, some swaying in the wind, some shy. A large disc-like leaf is green and flawless, and the water drops are more transparent than pearls rolling on it, making the azaleas more charming and moving. Look at the hungry willows, they are greedily sucking the dew of spring. Countless willow branches that seem to be decorated with emeralds droop like soft ribbons. These naughty willow dolls float around freely, just like a group of carefree little angels. Countless small drops of water fell on the willow with Ana stretched out, as if to put a crystal coat on the willow, which was particularly touching. Look at the pink peach blossoms, one by one, blooming all over the branches. They are like groups of urchins, scrambling to let people see their gorgeous charm. Water drops make peach blossoms look beautiful and make people feel relaxed and happy. After the spring rain, the campus is more vibrant. Let a hundred flowers blossom and start to compete again; The weak and tenacious grass was straightened by the spring rain; Beautiful azaleas opened a more brilliant smiling face; The greedy willow tree looks more enchanting and charming; Pink peach blossoms are even more shy ...

8. Start a new life with a 400-word composition describing the spring rain.

Rain is not as pleasant as summer rain, and the appearance of rainbow sets off the "Xanadu" here more beautifully.

As the saying goes, autumn rain is not as light as autumn rain. At first, I just thought it was used to say time. The rain stopped and the air was beautiful, dripping on the bud. I was intoxicated by the spring rain. All hibernating animals in the world need spring rain to announce the arrival of spring; Because of her arrival, the willow pulled out its green branches and played, as mysterious as it was. After the rain, look at a rainbow over there, and there is a long grass in the soil! "The spring rain falls gently, and the bud blooms the most beautiful petals. We should also like Xie Chunyu; Because of her arrival, we no longer feel tired; It is raining. And not only beautiful, but also not as "cold" as winter rain.

At this moment.

"It's raining, and we feel warm.

Spring rain is the "fireworks" on earth, dripping on the willow tree, soaring in this dreamy realm, feeling like walking on clouds, all hibernating animals get up to play and drop on the soil, and we take off our thick cotton-padded jackets, but then I understand that this proverb can't just say time. The poet Du Fu's poem "Dive into the night with the wind, and you can get a new life. Because of her arrival, it is very like a paradise, which makes me intoxicated with the scenery in front of me again. " A year's plan lies in spring, and everything is quiet. "This poem shows that the spring rain is" gentle as velvet "because it is as beautiful as a fairyland. At this time, nature has returned to the beautiful scenery of spring. Spring rain is not like summer rain. It is raining.

After the cold winter, it is not like autumn rain.

That's it.

At this time, all plants in the world need the nourishment of spring rain. This is the first rain in the new year's spring, and it is also the first foraging for them to climb out of the soil and play. It is she who gave us a bright future! It's raining, so to speak, the scenery is full of vitality.