It's raining, innocent. Nice composition.

No matter in school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which is a kind of comprehensive and creative speech activity. So have you ever studied composition? The following is my really good composition about rainy days. I hope it will help everyone.

Innocent rain. 1 the rain is falling bit by bit, weaving gently, and the rain sounds like a silkworm chewing mulberry leaves.

The air in the rain is fresh, and the earth is shrouded in a haze, blurred like sleepy eyes.

Accompanied by continuous rain. In early winter, I walked on a quiet path, which was meaningful. Deep and delicate flowers and green grass make me stare at the book for a long time, and I feel particularly refreshed.

Walking on the wet road, through the continuous rain curtain, watching the beautiful dance of flowers and listening to the beautiful singing of grass. Every flower, under the breeze, dances quietly, which often brings people hundreds of staggered emotions. Sad for "helpless cold rain, wind at night"; The helplessness of "when is the spring flower and the autumn moon, how much is known in the past"; Surprised by "but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I broke", the beauty and reverie of this moment make people relaxed and happy.

The rain gradually subsided, as thin as a veil, covering the mysterious face of Mona Lisa.

Walk into the slightly yellow grass and stare for a long time. After many vicissitudes, they still stand proudly and challenge the powerful storm. With coolness, their tenacity passes through the palm of your hand and flows into your heart. How comfortable it is.

Looking up at the clouds, vaguely fluttering in the cloud curtain, just like the past smoke clouds, like veils parked in the distance.

The rain is still falling slowly, and the cool indifference brings the bitterness and sadness of "leaves in the rain, lights shine on my bald head". The sky is still so hazy, accompanied by elegant and charming scenery.

Rain brings wrong feelings, makes people learn to be sentimental, learn to appreciate and forget all their troubles.

It's sunny and rainy.

It's raining. Innocent. Good. Okay, where is it? Fortunately, everything can grow in spring, summer doesn't have to be tanned by the sun, and gray autumn and winter are also cleverness.

I like rainy days, whether it is spring, summer or autumn and winter. As long as the rain falls, I will be very happy. In spring, when it rains, you can see miracles. That's because seeds need this rain and dew. Before or after bathing in the sun, the rain and dew first baptized the seeds covered with soil, and let the seeds open a green gap for the earth. What grows in this green gap is the miracle of life.

In summer, when the rain falls, we bid farewell to the short tanning sun. It rains in time and is cool at this time. When people see the rain at this time, they wish they forgot to bring their umbrella, so that they can get caught in the rain, feel the short coolness of summer, and feel the happiness of not tanning their skin and liberating their body and mind.

In autumn and winter, in these two seasons, rain adds a gentle breath to the earth. They make the dry and cracked earth instantly have the tenderness of spring and the softness of summer, so that it covers all the gray things and suddenly has a touch of agility. On rainy days, the good news is that the rain is smart, and every bit of rain knocks out vitality and hope. The rain dripping on the eaves, umbrellas and bodies reminds all of us that life has been baptized, and life has new opportunities and a new future.

It's sunny and rainy. Okay, where is it? Fortunately, spring brought us miracles, but in summer, we broke free. Fortunately, in autumn and winter, a trace turned the gray sky into sweet rain, knocking out the vitality and hope of the earth and giving all life new opportunities and future. I like rainy days, whether it is spring, summer or autumn and winter.

It is raining. It's raining. Look at these elves with an umbrella. They were given to me by God. They came to help me. Whenever it rains, my heart is purest. They washed my heart because of the rain. Because of this, I am not afraid of any difficulties now.

I like rain because it is pure and never polluted by people. One day, I was still on my way to school. Suddenly, it began to rain. I watched the raindrops and moved on. Usually, I play with them, but today is different. Being criticized by the teacher is very strict, which makes me feel that the flowers and plants around me are not as bright as before, and the sky has become gloomy and the world is gloomy. At that time, I felt that the way home was so short. When I stepped into the house, the first thing I saw was a long interrogation face. I just put down my schoolbag. My mother's cry came, xxx, and I knew I was right as soon as I heard it. My parents must know that I was criticized by the teacher. I walked towards my mother with heavy steps step by step. When I looked up, I saw serious faces and heard many voices of training and drinking. My head is dizzy. I know I have a fever. I told my mother, and she was angry and ignored me. I went back to my bedroom and lay motionless in bed, saying nothing. This is mom and dad coming in, startled and taking me to the hospital in a hurry. It was dark and raining downstairs, and I was dizzy. When I woke up, the fever had gone down and my mother slept beside me. I asked her, where's dad? Mom said that dad couldn't get a taxi, so he put his clothes on me and ran behind my back. As a result, I got well and he was ill. See you later. I see, dear. Some people say that love is a lamp and a heart, and I can't find anything comparable to it. But I think love is scolding you one after another. Why should I scold you if I don't love you? They are angry because they care about you.

Your parents are your closest relatives. If you don't study hard, they will worry about you. If you are in trouble, they will find a way for you. Have you ever done anything for your parents? I don't think so.

It is raining. It's raining, tick-tock. Play a wonderful piece of music, feeling: it's innocent and good to rain.

The rain washed away my anxiety and fatigue. It is like a messenger, taking away my anxiety and fatigue, leaving a trace of peace.

Standing at the window, listening to the sound of drizzle beating on the window, to get rid of my irritability, he is a child, staying here, where to run, as if he could see this beautiful world at once. On rainy days, beautiful pictures come into view, and I always feel rainy. It's good.

Holding a small umbrella, I walked on a bumpy dirt road, and the rain slapped my umbrella playfully. He made the road bumpy and hindered my progress, as if to leave me for him to play. What a naughty boy! His innocence and liveliness make people happy, and his purity is beyond words.

Walking home in the rain, the rain wet my hair and clothes. He peeked into my soul, ran away and patted my face to wake me up. It was I who got out of the confusion and moved on. Rain, that's very kind of you

He escaped into my eyes, blurred my vision, but strengthened my senses, let me hear his sweet laughter, touch his slippery body and smell the fresh fragrance. His uniqueness is like the lotus flower's "coming out of the mud without dyeing, clear without demon". His purity makes people "can be seen from a distance is not ridiculous."

In winter, the cold rain is daunting, and he is in a bad mood. I feel: it's good to have a rainy day. He doesn't have to pay attention to worldly words, and he doesn't need to change himself, because he is the truest himself.

It's nice to have a rainy day. Look at that gray day. Rain like a thin thread is never a pleasure.

It would be nice to have a rainy day. When the world is quiet, you don't have to feel the injustice of heaven.

I love rainy days, just as Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums and Zhou Dunyi loves lotus flowers. Who can the love of rain give?

It is raining. It is innocent. Nice composition. Five drops. Didi. Sweet rain came into my ears and penetrated into my heart, driving away all the sultry heat on this midsummer night, giving people a comfortable and cool feeling. I fell asleep with this comfortable feeling!

( 1)

In the dream, a scene that seems to be true and false comes into view. The drizzle weaves the mountain scenery like embroidery thread. In this dry season, life here and elsewhere is taking time to absorb rain. Go ahead. Go ahead. The dry stream sang the familiar song again. Rain, coming. Miao Miao raised her head, the fish emerged from the water, the tree took a bath and washed away the dust. Everything is so beautiful.

(2)

When I get up in the morning, it is rain that greets me. It is very gentle and lovely, neither bringing loud thunder nor dazzling lightning. The flowers bent on the balcony straightened their backs, and the dusty windows were dripping with rain and dew, crystal clear. The whole village is particularly fresh, and the fresh earthy smell makes people feel relaxed and happy.

(3)

Walking on the beach with an umbrella, a cold feeling can not help but make people shudder, but it can drive away all the heat in summer. People are talking and laughing on the road, some people are kicking water, and joy is on their faces. Some couples are walking in the rain with umbrellas, and that kind of sweetness permeates around them. Others splashed layers of water at a hasty pace, and the water spray seemed to reflect the pictures in the rain, each of which was harmonious and moving.

(4)

With the ringing of the bell after school, all kinds of umbrellas are messy but not annoying on the school road, which seems more lovely. People without umbrellas are in close contact with the rain, but they are still smiling. Along the way, the raindrops still brush down, so beautiful and moving.

Ah!

It's sunny and rainy. That beautiful painting is really beautiful.

It's raining innocently. Outside the window, it is raining, like thousands of silk threads, and like white curtains hanging between heaven and earth. I put my hand out of the window and looked naughty. Zhu Xiaoyu jumped into my hand and danced happily. This rain reminds me of many past events.

One day, I went out with my family and walked on the ridge of the farmer's house. Shortly after our party left, it suddenly got dark and the cicada's chirping became louder and louder. The wind blew gently on the branches. Lei Gong took out the drum that had been hidden for a long time, dusted it off and banged it with all his strength.

One or two drops of water fell on my head, and then it rained harder and harder. It is estimated that the Jade Emperor spilled water while drinking tea. In the distance, only the swaying outline is left in the heavy rain. The boat that didn't come back in time was ups and downs in the heavy rain, sometimes it was lifted more than one meter high by the big waves, and sometimes it was submerged in the waves. All the scenery is like a veiled cage. The hazy rain and the outline of each scene unfolded a continuous picture in front of my eyes.

"Run under the eaves!" Mother shouted. I looked down and my trouser legs were soaked. I was so fascinated just now that I forgot I was still in the wilderness. This field is so calm and mighty, and the artistic conception is getting farther and farther under the nourishment of drizzle. Ancient poems I read when I was young quietly flooded into my mind: "Where is the restaurant, please?"? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. " I seem to see that in Tomb-Sweeping Day thousands of years ago, it was raining all the way, and the vacant and lonely passers-by asked the young shepherd boy: Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to the wine flag flying in the distance and answered him naively: where!

Then the meeting in spring and the beautiful sentences handed down through the ages are all due to the continuous drizzle that has passed through the Millennium. How can you not make people happy?

It's sunny when it rains! Every time it rains, there is always a strong poetry in my heart!

It's raining innocently. It rained heavily outside the window, and there were more complaints at home. Mother frowned and said, "I can't go out for a walk again." "yes! Clothes cannot be dried. " Grandma took the topic and said, "Alas, it's not good to rain innocently!" "

They just kept going, but I was secretly pleased. On rainy days, I can stay at home and do my favorite things, such as reading, doing handicrafts and practicing the piano.

Listening to the sound of "Hua La" rain, I walked briskly to the bookshelf, took a book and sat on the sofa. Reading in rainy days is the most pleasant! The rain outside is the most comfortable accompaniment, and the fresh air makes people feel happy! Rainy days can make people calmer I hold "My Mom and Dad" and travel in the world of books, enjoying Jiao Bo's photos of his parents' lives. ...

Unconsciously, an hour passed. Before the rain stopped, I thought, "I have been reading for a long time." Can't I just do some manual work now? "

Do as you say! I brought ultra-light clay and watercolor pens, and still accompanied by the sound of rain, I began to make a plate of clay and meat. When it rains, everything is quiet. The rain is a little less, and the sound of the rain is gentle. The sound of falling rain calmed me down quickly and made my soil fleshy.

I need to be very careful because the meat I cooked is too small. I struggled for half an hour and finally finished it. When pasting the last part, I accidentally used too much force and squashed the whole meat! But under the influence of quiet rainy day and gentle rain, I didn't get impatient, so I took another piece of mud and started over. Perhaps it is influenced by the quiet atmosphere in rainy days that people will calm down. It's sunny when it rains!

It rained heavily again. Influenced by the wind, the rain is loud and small, like an exciting movement. I thought: Why not practice the piano? So I sat in front of the piano, set the music score and began to practice. I didn't feel the heat. Calm down and practice the piano and play it many times, and you will never feel bored.

Looking up at the clock, I found that the rain girl had been raining for nearly three hours. In the quiet three hours, I was very efficient and accomplished many tasks. If it was three hours when I was restless and single-minded, I would definitely complain that there was not enough time.

It's raining, innocent, very good, composition 8. Once was once, has passed; The past is a memory. -inscription

Thinking of rain always brings a vague sadness to people. In the gloom, it is accompanied by the humming of "falling", which makes people think. I have really seen, a heavy rain, a light rain, life is like a rain. A heavy rain means that your life will be bumpy, and a light rain means that your life will be unknown. Rain is always so gentle, because its essence is water. In my eyes, it has become as holy as entering the water. I especially liked the rain when I was a child. What a wonderful enjoyment it is to climb to the windowsill and feel the rain hitting your face! It rained for a long time, and sometimes I fell asleep watching it. Most of the time, I still look at the rain and the people and things outside the window. When you grow up and understand, you will always experience a feeling and understanding from the rain. Sometimes, I will stand in the heavy rain, close my eyes and feel the rain in my palm. It is so clear and clear that I recall my sadness countless times. With your gradual decline, the rain let me know that the sadness that has been buried deep in my heart is so insignificant. Some people say that rain is the baton of mood. When you hear the rain, you may have tears in your eyes. The spring rain is delicate and warm. When you succeed, it will pass by you, slip by, give you encouragement and give you inner warmth. Autumn rain is silent. When you fail and become so depressed and helpless, autumn rain falls in your heart, waking you up and giving you hope. Why don't you tell the rain your heart? Raindrops will roll down, flow into your heart and moisten your heart. Rain is colorless, and it turns blue against the blue sky. Blue is the clearest and quietest. Taste hope and feel peace in the rain! The ancients used to express their desolation by saying that "autumn frost flies late, leaving residual lotus to listen to the sound of rain". But now, I think, that rain is to bring hope to the residual lotus, so that the residual lotus can stand hard in the middle of the pool and survive tenaciously forever, showing people the unyielding lotus.

Rain contains hope, sadness, hard work, tenacity and persistence! It's sunny when it rains!

It's raining, innocent. Lying on the bed, leaning on the pillow, I have infinite reverie in my heart. Hands to the ceiling, listening to the sound, is so crisp and sweet. Closing your eyes is another unique sight, as if you came to the big banyan tree alone and the raindrops were dripping. It was a fantastic piano sound, like countless bright comets whispering to us.

Rain, a unique symbol of nature. Come to this world with a wonderful attitude and bring the power of flowers; The continuous drizzle hits the green lawn, which makes the young leaves grow sturdily, moistens the heart of the tree, opens its tough arms, and gives people who are still sleeping a good chance to enjoy the cool. The earth smiled at the sky, and the sky shed tears of happiness. It is a magical note, representing every inch of land, and every essence is shining slightly.

I don't know who is playing the flute. It sounds like a sound, adding a pair of invisible wings to the rain. As if handy, but also like a wonderful pen. The willows in the wind are swaying, swinging charming colors, attached to the rain, so polite. Just like a girl combing her hair, waiting silently in the wind and rain.

There are no gorgeous dresses, no eye-catching colors, only pure and flawless rain is blooming slightly. In the wind and rain, on the path, by the stone bridge. And people walking slowly with umbrellas. They looked up at the vague scene in front of them and felt a little tempted. The footprints on the mud and stone road are brand-new and deep. It always smiles with tears and does what it should do. Think about what it experienced before. It was rain. The shoe print may disappear, but the rain will remember it forever. Friendship between friends is eternal, just like running water. Wave after wave, sometimes anxious, sometimes slow.

On the water, there is a concert. Frogs chirp and the rain beats, forming ripples. The above is the expression of youthful vitality, rain, that's it. Rich in all kinds of rich emotions, give the world a surprise. When you are worried and sad, rainy day will be your partner and open your heart for you. So listen carefully! This meticulous rain, this hard-won rain.

It rained again that morning, wet and cold. I hid under the covers, and I really didn't want to lose that warm feeling-I got up late again, finished my breakfast in a hurry, packed my schoolbag, and went straight to school in the rain without even taking my umbrella.

School is over at noon, and I am in a hurry. I really don't know what to do. Other students came home with umbrellas one after another, and everyone was running outside. How I wish that at this moment, Hao An could run to me with an umbrella and say, "Let's go home!" " "

But after waiting for a long time, there was no one. I think it's over and I can't go home. My deskmate looked at me and seemed to understand, so she offered to send me home. So, the two of us clung together and walked forward.

In the rain, the distant scenery has been shrouded in rain and fog, and the nearby scenery is still clearly visible. Occasionally, I looked down and saw her barefoot in slippers in the rain. She is obviously much shorter than me, even though she is as big as me.

"I'll take the umbrella. It is very convenient for me. " I feel the raindrops as big as beans are pressing her down bit by bit with the umbrella.

"Ha ha, no! Hey hey hey? I see how relaxed I am, and I can do hand exercises! " She held the umbrella up and down and left and right, showing a row of white teeth on her face.

I can't laugh or cry. Her movements are really like clowns in a circus. How funny! At this moment, I found my umbrella leaning towards me unintentionally.

When I got home, I stood in front of the dormitory building and looked at her. She turned and disappeared into the rain.

Perhaps the most common figure is a pair of classmates walking in the rain with umbrellas. But in my eyes, it is more precious than anything else and priceless! Although the rain on my face is cold and the wind is biting, I think it is much more comfortable than sitting in a luxury car in the rain, because the friendship at the same table, like a stove, makes me feel extremely warm.

Rain, bearing the sincere and friendly love between a pair of classmates, can you count how many drops of rain it rained? You can't count it, but the friendship and love between classmates are infinite.

It's sunny when it rains!

Rain is innocent and good composition 1 1 rain is the yearning of the sky for the earth; Rain is life's earnest hope for everything; Rain is a thorough washing of the old by new students.

But from then on, I fell in love with rain deeply: it's good to rain!

It was the day before the Spring Festival, and before dawn, I got up and got ready to run. Mom, I'm out. Drop a word and I'm ready to float out. "Wait, drink milk before you go, don't run hungry!" Mom said in the bedroom. After drinking my milk, I carefully closed the door and ran into the street. I saw the fish belly turn up in the distant sky. I adjusted my breath and ran forward. After running for a while, I only felt that it was getting dark. I looked up at the sky. Wow! Dark clouds are gathering, and General Yu is ready to support the earth at any time. I still think while running: Will I run or not? What's the big deal about running cold? If you don't run, the Spring Festival will come soon. What if you catch a cold? Finally, I insisted on running. Suddenly, the 100 meter athlete rushed in with the ground as the finish line. I quickly turned my head and let the rain kiss me. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure. I ran closer and saw that it was my mother. I saw her holding an umbrella, so anxious that she didn't even hold it up. I shouted: Mom! My mother found me and ran to me. I ran to my mother, too. My mother quickly put up an umbrella and approached me:' Son, is it cold? After that, my mother will take off my coat again. I said, "Mom, I'm not cold." I leaned against my mother with an umbrella. Only then did I find crystal drops of water on my mother's face and forehead. On my mother's black hair, crystal pearls fell on my shoulders, so crystal, my mother and I walked in the rain with an umbrella.

Fish built a bridge between my mother and me; Fish filled the valley between my mother and me; The rain played the melody that my mother and I were worried about.

Love sublimates, shows and surges again in rainy days. I'm under the shadow of love, I just think it's naive to rain!

I like sunny days, but I prefer rainy days to calm and unpredictable sunny days. Whenever it rains, the sound of water and the sound of water droplets jumping on the ground can always give people infinite reverie.

Usually, I can only look out of the window in the house, watching raindrops flying in the air and hitting the glass, forming a splash. On a rainy day, when walking on the road, a cool breeze blows, and the hot air that has been pestering people for several days dissipates, leaving a trace of coolness. Raindrops fall from the sky, leaving patches of water on the ground.

I looked at the sky, and the rain fell on my lips, which was cold and made people's pores open, dispelling the fatigue of a few days. I opened my umbrella. It rained heavily and the sound of rain became frequent.

There are pools beside the sidewalk, and the sky is reflected in the water. Rain drops into the puddle, causing water waves, and the outside world swings with it.

Looking up at the sky, raindrops hit the transparent umbrella cloth, and a transparent "flower" bloomed. Raindrops stay on the umbrella cloth and flow under the umbrella. Just like a game, several raindrops run to devour another, then change direction to devour the others, and finally hang on the edge of the umbrella and fall to the ground.

When the wind blows, a few drops of rain hit the face, cool, and blew into the eyes. Close your eyes, with a hint of coolness. Close your eyes and stand quietly, listening to the sound of rain hitting the leaves quietly. At this time, I seem to hear the sound of waterfalls rushing and the rustling of leaves in the mountains. Raindrop seems to be good at playing drums, but I am as good at listening to this wonderful music as Zhong Ziqi, and I am integrated with nature.

On this rainy day, even though my hair is wet, I am still happy. Rain washes the world once, washes away the sludge, makes the air fresh, makes people feel refreshed and forgets their troubles, so people who walk in the rain are always happy. Rain is also washing our hearts, so that all our troubles are forgotten and handed over to the dark clouds. Otherwise, how can the rain clouds be black?

Looking at the sky, several dark clouds are connected together like giants. In the sky, the wind is blowing. Look, the giant is still running.

It rained again that morning, because the road in front of my house was being repaired, so I had to make a detour to school.

It takes half an hour to get to school after such a long detour. Even with an umbrella, you will get wet by the rain. My mother offered to send me to school without saying anything. So our mother and daughter set off on bicycles, each wearing a raincoat. I am almost as tall as my mother now. If it hadn't rained, I could have taken my mother by bike. My mother rode her bicycle and pedaled hard. From time to time, she turned around and asked me, "Did you get caught in the rain?" Drag the raincoat down to cover your feet. Don't get wet. ""hey, I see. " I promised impatiently. Mother tried to turn her head to see if my feet were wet, but the raincoat blocked her view. She was afraid of insecurity and didn't dare to turn back.

My mother rides slower and slower, but I'm worried about being late for school. My mother knew what I was thinking, so she punched me a few times. I stopped my mother when I got about 0/00 meters away from the school/kloc-. My mother first opened the umbrella and handed it to me, then took off my raincoat, urging me to go to a higher place quickly, for fear that my shoes would get wet and my feet would get wet during class. When I walked to the school gate with an umbrella, I looked back and saw my mother in a raincoat still standing in the rain and looking at me. Her feet stood in the rain and waved to me, telling me to get into school quickly. I saw my mother's hair wet and stuck to my face, and my heart ached, so I quickly turned my head and entered the school. I think I saw my mother turn the car around and the little blue dot disappeared in the rain.

The figure of a mother and daughter cycling to school slowly in the rain may be the most common and common, but in my eyes, it is more precious than anything and I can't buy anything. Although the autumn rain is very cold on my face and the cold wind blows me, I feel warmer than sitting in a luxury car, because my mother's heart that loves me is like a stove, which makes me feel extremely warm.

Autumn rain carries a mother's love for her daughter. Can you count how many raindrops have fallen in this autumn rain? You can't count it, and maternal love is infinite.

An autumn rain, a piece of maternal love.

Rain is innocent and good composition 14 rain is the yearning of the sky for the earth; Rain is life's earnest hope for everything; Rain is a thorough washing of the old by new students.

But from then on, I fell in love with rain deeply: it's good to rain!

I like listening to the sound of rain, like walking in the rain, and I like growing up with the unpredictable rain ... it's innocent and good!

"Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently", the rain is still so lovely and unknown, falling on the petals, as if the swallow fluttered its wings at first; It glides across the grass like a free and easy poem. I think, at this moment, how happy farmers should be ... when it rains, it is sunny!

The sultry summer night makes people feel a little anxious and difficult to sleep. Suddenly, a little raindrop played a movement, just like a few quivering stars on the dark night curtain. If not, tick-tock, "Little baby, go to sleep quickly, the night has come ..." The gentle cradle in the wind and rain will accompany you to sleep, reminding people that "this song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to smell it on earth!" No one can stop the dream. Unconsciously, a naughty light climbed up the window and it was dawn. Open the window and take a deep breath. It's so fresh and sweet ... sunny and rainy!

Rain is an angel's tears and a pure heart. It is the most unique detergent in the world. A person who likes rain not only sees the purity of rain, but also understands the beauty of rain. It's raining, innocent ...

Small raindrops fall from the sky. Dropped on the grass's face, he soon woke up from his dream and dripped on the farmer's uncle's head. Good luck, rice harvest. "When money falls from the sky, good luck will follow." Children are running in the rain, splashing!

It's raining, innocent. 15 Didi ... Sister ... The sweet rain came into my ears and penetrated into my heart, driving away all the sultry heat of this midsummer night, giving people a comfortable and cool feeling.

I fell asleep with this comfortable feeling!

(1) In my dream, a scene that seems to be true and false comes into view. The drizzle weaves the mountain scenery like embroidery thread. In this dry season, life here and elsewhere is taking time to absorb rain. Hua ... Hua ... The dry stream sang that familiar song again. Rain, coming. Miao Miao raised her head, the fish emerged from the water, the tree took a bath and washed away the dust. Everything is so beautiful.

(2) Get up early in the morning, and it will be greeted by rain. It is very gentle and lovely, neither bringing loud thunder nor dazzling lightning. The flowers bent on the balcony straightened their backs, and the dusty windows were dripping with rain and dew, crystal clear. The whole village is particularly fresh, and the fresh earthy smell makes people feel relaxed and happy.

(3) Walking on the beach with an umbrella, the icy feeling can not help but make people shudder, but it can drive away all the heat in summer. People are talking and laughing on the road, some people are kicking water, and joy is on their faces. Some couples are walking in the rain with umbrellas, and that kind of sweetness permeates around them. Others splashed layers of water at a hasty pace, and the water spray seemed to reflect the pictures in the rain, each of which was harmonious and moving.

(4) With the ringing of the school bell, all kinds of umbrellas are messy but not annoying on the school road, which seems more lovely. People without umbrellas are in close contact with the rain, but they are still smiling. Along the way, the raindrops still brush down, so beautiful and moving. Ah! It's sunny and rainy. That beautiful painting is really beautiful.