A selection of 80 sentences describing spring rain

1, you see, on the edge of the vegetable garden, there are green bamboos, patches, clumps, wet and green; By the river, the willows have green buds, yellow and green, so lovely; In the Peach Blossom Garden, the budding peach buds are as rosy as neon in the misty rain, which arouses people's association: they decorate spring, breed vitality and show vigorous vitality. Isn't it? Spring rain is the midwife of nature, which makes Jiangnan give birth to a vibrant world.

2. Step on the green flag, listen to the deep bell and walk through the long street in rainy season. I never thought that there was a red paper umbrella floating by. I just wanted to see the moss-covered wall roots, the smooth and shiny stone steps and a blue face. Looking at the sky, the lead curtain is crumbling, the wind blows down raindrops at first, and how quiet the ancient city should be in the ticking rhythm. Raised eaves and hanging tiles make the raindrops converge into a clear stream and fall from the front. Looking at the rain through the rain curtain, I don't know whether the clear rain stimulates the nerves that have been sealed for a long time or the natural light of the stone wall, and everything becomes pure. All this seems to be a lingering meaning in ancient times.

3. 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.

4. In the spring rain, the peach blossoms are dyed red, the catkins are bleached, the peaks are painted green, and the seedlings are painted green. Unexpectedly, spring is so full and brilliant that it seems to release all the emotions hidden in winter.

5. Spring rain comes 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 sway in the spring breeze, swaying lightly, like a girl's light singing and dancing.

6, spring rain, it is the source of life on earth, is the strength of animal survival. It makes the earth green; Let every seedling on the earth thrive; Let the desert become an oasis, let a hundred flowers blossom and compete for beauty. Spring rain, it always comes and goes quietly, offering selfless spring for people.

7, the rain is unusual, it is three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a thin thread, woven densely. There is a thin layer of smoke on the roof.

8. I was fascinated by it, and it was raining. You see, rain can also do magic: for a while it looks like cow hair, for a while it looks like silk, and for a while it looks like broken beads. The rain is as light as a fallen leaf, as thin as a needle tip, string by string, string by string, gently falling on the street and in people's hearts.

9. 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.

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1 1, sparkling spring rain, like a group of naive dolls, hanging to the ground in the building. The dark mountain in the distance, the pink peach blossom nearby, the pale green poplar and the soft willow branches are all shrouded in this boundless net. This net is a tulle skillfully woven by Miss Chun, covering the sky and the sun.

12, 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.

13, thousands of raindrops, like naughty little dolls, fell on Sister Hua's shoulders for a while, making Sister Hua laugh and bend over; After a while, it fell on Ye Ge again, making Ye Ge very slippery. Mother Earth poured the naughty little doll into her arms and held her lovingly. Xiaoyu also obediently lay in her arms.

14, gentle spring rain, how like an angel you are, flying from the other side of the mountain. Your head is full of flowers, kissing the earth in the clouds. You see, all the seeds in the field turned over, rolled, rubbed their eyes, stretched and yawned, and woke up together. Everything in the world has come to life.

15, spring rain, and Yan's words? Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei? At the scene, the woman stood silently in the light rain, looking at Yan Er, who was whispering to each other, and a little worry rippled.

16. However, rain is rain. It won't come because you like it, nor will it go because you hate it. What's more, you can't see the splendor of the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Without rainy clouds, there would be no sunny sunshine.

17, Chunyu is a shy girl, looking back at the endless back with a sad face, but the rare tears like Chunyu make it difficult for anyone to casually! But Yu Xia dolls can ignore Madoff. If Spirited Away's fat doll sneezes, she will cry in tears at once. Looking at the autumn rain, the spoony seed upstairs germinated by itself, but I didn't feel that I had melted into rain and knocked on the diagonal, holding a warm palm in my hand? When my eyes freeze in winter, I can't see her way out anymore.

18, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and rain beads are falling from the gray sky. The raindrops formed a string of beads. The happy swallow is dressed in black? A tuxedo? Wear it happily in the rain curtain as if you want to use your own? Scissors cut open the bead curtain.

19, the spring rain came to the stream, the stream was still sleeping, the stream was flowing quietly, and everything seemed quiet and peaceful. But the spring rain is a lively advocate, which attracts the spring breeze and awakens the stream. Going? When the stream woke up, the tune suddenly became cheerful. It is like a singer of nature, singing crisp and pleasant songs, running forward, and the spring rain also joins in, playing the hymn of spring with the stream.

20. 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. The whole world is like a newborn baby, as if everything has started all over again, the tree is new, and the new tree is covered with green buds; Grass is new, new and delicate; Flowers are new. They are in bud. Even the mood is new, and there is only a refreshing and pleasant feeling in my heart.

2 1, the spring rain is falling, the rain is foggy, and thousands of silver wires are rippling in mid-air, 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.

22. 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 swallows around it, trying to cut the rain curtain with their tails?

23. What a magical spring rain. Both hazy and clear. It covers everything with an ethereal gauze and washes everything fresh and bright. The whole world is like a newborn baby, as if everything has started all over again, the tree is new, and the new tree is covered with green buds; Grass is new, new and delicate; Flowers are new. They are in bud.

24. In the early morning, the rain falls quietly, gently covering the earth with a layer of transparent gauze. Just close your eyes and listen carefully at this time, and you will listen carefully? Sasha vujacic sound, that's the sound that Miss Chun made when she stepped on the leaves and came to us. Raindrops are her gift to the earth. The house in the distance is hazy, and the plants in the vicinity are particularly green under the drizzle, which reminds me? Moisturize things silently? At the scene, I enjoyed the tranquility and depth alone.

25, drizzle, hazy as if to see lilac lilacs swaying gently in the rain, lilacs in the drizzle, like smoke and fog, beautiful. Rain and fog condensed on lilacs, as clear as jade. Lilac rain can't be sealed, and water can't be sealed. Glittering tears slipped quietly, and my thoughts drifted away like lilac rain. A little disappointed, a quiet dream flooded into my heart with the continuous rain, with a series of ripples.

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

27. 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. The leaves are covered with crystal dew, just like pearls are covered with branches. When a moist breeze blows, it begins to rain under the tree? Pearl rain? . 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!

28、? Pedestrians on Didi Road hold umbrellas and merge into a colorful river. I 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.

29. The drizzle is like silk. Through the silver lines, you can see mountains, water and trees in the distance? Vaguely, 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.

30. Spring rain is gentle, falling on clothes, flowers and leaves, and there is only a trace of moisture on the signboard; But the rain that falls on fertile soil and seedling roots moistens where they are most needed, doesn't it? I seem to hear the growth of flowers, trees and malt? Hissing? Sound. At this moment that has just experienced the severe winter, Chun is not stingy with himself and has fallen to the extreme in the world.

3 1, the spring rain is lingering, a little scrambling, as if the sky poured out, trying to blend 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.

32. With the sound of the spring thunder, the spring rain came, and it rained in a pattering way, with the sound of rain like smoke. Wheat seedlings and newly blooming flowers in weeping willow fields by the river are gently shaken in water mist and broken rain.

At night, I saw handfuls of colorful flower umbrellas through the window. They are like flowers in full bloom in the rain. At this time, God seems to be angry. It's raining harder and harder, as if to wash away the traces left by the remnant winter.

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

35. Listen! Rain falls on the roof? Tick-tock? It's like playing percussion. Rain falls into the pond? Ding? Singing slowly, there is a small splash on the water, just like a water girl dancing.

36. 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.

37. I walked leisurely on the road and let the raindrops hit my little umbrella. Scratching. ,? Tap dance. Tap dance. That voice is crisp and sweet, so listen! As if a small band descended from the sky and played the spring music for me.

38. In the misty rain, the beautiful past, such as lilacs, flies, and what comes as scheduled is your face and quiet whisper. The past is like a roll of old black and white film, slowly unfolding in front of me. It's still rainy season. You and I meet quietly from two ends of life at a certain midpoint, and then cross. Flowers bloom and fall, and the past is like smoke In my heart, it is still fragrant, and my mood is still fragrant because of you.

39. Raindrops float on the petals, glittering and translucent, rolling and gathering on the petals, like many shining pearls. Petals gently swaying in the rain, like a beautiful girl dancing in the rain. Raindrops are sprinkled on the leaves, like coating them with oil, which makes them brighter. Raindrops hit the leaves? Sasha vujacic's voice is like a silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.

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, I walked on the road and felt the beautiful music played by my mother in the spring rain. I saw the spring rain beating gently on the branches and leaves of bamboo, which was particularly energetic. Spring rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes flutters with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk; The splash of the rain flower is like a note running on the strings, playing a beautiful melody. Spring rain is still falling like a wisp, falling to the earth. Oh, that's mother Chun wetting the fertile soil and gently awakening the sleeping grass doll. The grass doll woke up and stretched herself. The earth is green, and green is full of vitality. When I got home, a drop of rain fell on my head. I am not angry because my naughty brother Yu is playing with me. The rain is sparse, like catkins floating in the sky in spring.

42. Through the smoky spring yarn woven by soft rain silk, I looked at the pedestrians who rushed to take shelter from the rain and couldn't help thinking: Why do you want to hide? Let our body and mind feel the coolness brought by this spring rain together. So I put away my umbrella and walked into the rain. Small raindrops hit me, not feeling cold at all, only a kind and fresh feeling.

43. Walk into Zhongshan Park, where the spring rain is continuous, the yarn is like pearls, the flowers are full of dew, and the trees are full of greenery. Tourists spread out their little umbrellas with great interest. Through the rain curtain, I saw colorful umbrellas moving in the rain, like flowers in full bloom in the rain.

44. Raindrops as big as mung beans, like pearls, are sprinkled on fish ponds and rivers, and the calm water immediately ripples. Clever fish jumped out of the water one after another, as if to suck the crystal clear water away? Pearl? .

45. Chunyu is like a selfless mother. Spring rain, like milk drops, feeds the newly awakened earth. Tick-tock, the spring rain is coming. I stretch out my hands, let the spring rain drop on my hands and stick my head out. The spring rain gently brushed my face. I look at the scenery outside the window? The spring rain gently hits the banana leaves, ticking and answering, and the sound of the spring rain is so hearty. The azaleas in the distance spread a layer of moist red mist in the spring rain. Ah! This is the milk of the earth!

46. 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.

47. After the spring rain, the grass straightened up and became greener, almost to your eyes. The camellia on the roadside has been combed and graceful, and the birds stand on the telephone poles, just like a note, singing the praises of spring. Dewdrops fell from the leaves after the rain, reflecting colorful light. There are many children running happily on the grass with colorful kites. Their mouths burst into happy laughter.

48. The spring rain was unhurried and dense. Is it as gentle as a mother's hand, as lingering as a breeze, caressing and infiltrating mountains and rivers? The sky is dark, and the rain and dew are dancing like dancers on the leaves of flowers and plants. As soon as the sun shines, the dew turns into steam and rises to the sky like a fairy's light smoke. The mountains are handsome, the water is abundant, and people are more energetic.

49. The rain is thin, like an embroidery needle, inserted into the ground intermittently, and like countless strings of pearls falling from the sky. The nearby green branches and leaves look green, and the distant houses and trees are like light smoke in the rain curtain. The earth is rippling with fresh earthy breath, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

50. 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.

5 1, near the port of the island, looking at the sunny other side, at this moment, it has been covered with a layer of water curtain by misty rain, which makes people feel like they are in an island in the Pacific Ocean, with endless silvery white everywhere.

52. Spring rain is like a naughty little girl who came to the earth with a brush. Do you see it? The peach blossom was dyed pink by the brush; Rape flowers make the brush yellow; Grass and green leaves are dyed green; Miss Chun also dyes butterflies with a brush? Ah! It turns out that spring rain is colorful!

53. Spring Rain is a wonderful symphony. When the spring breeze falls on the rain door, you can only hear it? Dad? Bang! ? Sound; Fall on a stone and sing? Pop music? Bang! ? This song; Fall under the eaves and send it out? Knock, knock. ? 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.

54. The most beneficial thing is a spring, which is better than cigarettes and willows. 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.

55. misty rain and steam block our sight and can only be heard? Tick tock? Or? Sasha. Voice down, smell plumes of fresh and moist fragrance. On the shore of the lake, like smoke, wicker twisted its soft waist slightly in the breeze and drizzle, so that the rain could bathe, let the water drip from her body, and let the spring rain pour the most beautiful nectar in the world all over her body. At this time, there is no Xiao Yue, no residual wind, the peristalsis of life recovery and the recovery of everything in the world, and the happy smile of young life in the cradle of spring rain. Yes, we are all enjoying the incomparable natural atmosphere? The smell of spring rain.

56. Miss Yu is a shy girl with a hint of youth 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!

57. Small drops of water are distributed on the leaves? Answer? Sound; Small drops of water came out on the window glass? Tick-tock? Sound; Small drops of water made on the pond? Plop? Sound? So many strange and wonderful sounds are mixed together, just like a symphony of spring rain.

58. The rain is about to stop, but you can still hear the sound of water droplets dancing on the leaves and the sound of rain hitting bananas. From time to time, there are several wonderful splashes on the bluestone board, which are light and clear, but they are happy. The fog on the lake slowly recedes, it is raining strangely on the mountain, and everything in front of us has just been bathed, which is clearer, more magical, more charming and more affectionate. The lying slope bridge on the lake looks quite graceful under the faint fog, which reminds people of the beautiful scenery in the rain just now.

59. Spring rain is as elegant and affectionate as a young woman. It is not as violent as summer rain, sad as autumn rain and cold as winter rain. It is so pure and light, euphemistic and implicit. More like a graceful Jiangnan talented woman, elegant and clean, elegant and not arrogant; Touching, fresh and romantic; Full of love for life and everything in the world.

60. The continuous spring rain has brought some inconvenience to life. When I got up in the morning, it was wet all around. There are some unknown flowers on the roadside, holding their heads high. I don't know if she wants to thank the dew that this spring rain has given her, or if she is eager to see sunshine and white clouds. There are some dead leaves scattered in the corner next to the big tree, just like Huang Die in late spring. At this time, they also became wet and stayed there quietly. Only the smiling bird gently slid down from the room, hoping to find a delicious breakfast in a corner. In fact, all this is very common, but I don't know why, in my eyes, there are colorful brocade everywhere. Perhaps this is my inexplicable love for spring rain!

6 1, you see, the drizzle like cow hair falls from the air, like a wisp of gauze floating in the air, how light and soft. Several swallows fly in the air from time to time. Gigi? Cry loudly, as if to have your own tail to cut the rain curtain.

62. On a quiet night? Sasha. The spring rain awakened the earth: the grass greedily sucked the rain and dew and thrived; Flowers are swaying in the wind and are in bud; Mao Mao's new willow tree is like a dog, facing the buttery drizzle in the bright moonlight and dancing with long sleeves, like a lady dancing with a round fan? Isn't this the scene? Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently? A true portrayal of

63. The rain in Tianshan Mountain is unusual. Each time lasts for two or three days. Like cow hair, embroidery needle, thin thread. It is densely woven and covered with a new green dress.

64. The spring rain is continuous, and small water drops are floating around on the petals of peach blossoms as delicate as rouge, constantly rolling and gathering, and thousands of sparkling flowers appear on the petals? Pearl? .

65. Spring Rain walked across the field and saw Maiden still sleeping. So, Miss Chunyu walked over gently and scratched Miss Wheat's neck with her long braid. Miss Wheat woke up in laughter.

66. The spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is always so sultry and quiet. Falling quietly in the dark without anyone noticing. I have lived here unconsciously for almost two years, and I still don't understand her temper, but one thing I am sure of is her charming posture and sincere heart. The spring rain is continuous, and love is in Jiangnan.

67. It rained, and the rain on the ground splashed into the river. Rain rippled the river. Trees suck up the nutrients in the rain, and a drop of crystal beads stays between the 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.

68. With the spring rain, mountains and rivers meet and heaven and earth kiss. In the creation of nature, the spring rain is no longer lonely, but brings a fresh breath to everything in the world. This kind of breath is the long-lost spring breeze that people are attached to. The spring breeze leads the spring rain, which gallops in the spring breeze, gathers, afforests the mountains, overflows the lakes, awakens the earth and nourishes the vegetation. All this happened inadvertently, silence is better than sound, what a beautiful spring rain.

69. 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.

70. Raindrops hit the window, scratching and drawing a beautiful picture of spring rain on the glass. What you see through the glass is a charming scenery.

7 1. These days, although the weather in the south of the Yangtze River under the smog is not very cold, intermittent spring rain slowly falls 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 and willow, gently covered with a layer of white fog, as if wrapped in a thin layer of gauze. From a distance, it looks good.

72. I took a deep breath, ah! The fragrance of the earth comes with the air, which makes me feel very refreshing! There is still a heavy spring rain in the sky. Walking into the mottled Woods reminds me of my sweet childhood? At that time, my friends and I ran and jumped in the rain and stepped on the puddle with our feet. Splash fell on our faces and bodies, and the Woods were full of laughter? Think about it, I seem to have returned to that childish childhood.

73. The sparkling spring rain, like a group of naive and romantic dolls, gathered in the sky and frolicked down, making baby baby, jumping into the arms of mother earth.

74. The rain is really light. It's dripping, not like rain, but like fog. The world in front of us is like a pearl net in the rain. Looking into the distance, streets, buildings, pedestrians, leaving only a vague corridor.

75. Some dying plants are very thirsty. How much they want a drink of water. When they were all thirsty, Miss Chunyu sprinkled the sweet rain and dew she had brought on the ground, and the plants that had drunk enough water were full of energy and said excitedly? Thank you, Miss Chunyu! Thank you, Miss Chunyu! ? Seeing their happiness, Miss Chun Yu smiled knowingly. Really? Spring rain is as expensive as oil? Ah!

76、? Is Tianjie as crisp as the rain in Mao Mao? The thin spring rain always comes to you with seemingly silent steps. The sound of spring rain? Sasha. Yes At this time, I must hold my breath and concentrate. That silence is like sound, and sound is more like silence. It plays gentle and graceful music in your heart, arousing the desire for love. It is not as warm and rough as summer rain, as dignified and thoughtful as autumn rain, and as natural and calm as winter rain. Spring rain is beautiful and charming.

77. Thick clouds shed their hard sweat happily and slowly, forming a continuous drizzle and gently knocking on the ground. Tick-tock? It's like fingers tapping on the keys, making beautiful sounds and forming beautiful music.

78. Spring rain, like spun silk, is light and thin, like a kind of wet smoke. It has no shape, no noise, and moistens the earth gently.

79. The warm rain is like a string of pearls and a whip in the hands of a girl in spring, whipping the shadow of winter and driving away the cold in winter. You are so slim, but you are so irresistible; You smashed the resistance of snow and ice, disintegrated the defense of snow, turned the ice in the river into streams and gathered into a raging lake.

80. In the early morning, after a few faint spring thunder, it began to rain for the first time since 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. The spring rain drips underground, like a veil, which makes people unpredictable; Like a silver needle, it shoots in an orderly way. I can't help but pick up my umbrella and walk out of the house to be baptized by the rain.