Writing an essay under heavy rain after school

1. Write a junior high school composition of about 800 words about when it suddenly rained heavily after school and a kind-hearted person took you home

Chapter 1: Listen to the rain, miss the rain, love the rain and listen to the rain , miss the rain, love the rain.

When I entered high school, I didn’t have time to listen to the rain. Finally, after the midterm exam, I had a weekend without homework.

It rains again. Outside the rainy window, there is the sound of pattering rain. Nostalgic for the life in junior high school.

I miss the kind of person who sheltered from the rain under the shade of the trees in No. 1 Middle School of my alma mater, raising my head to let the raindrops falling from the leaves fall on my face, and smiling at the figures of my classmates running on the road. The smell of earth is the best stress reliever in our stressful junior high school life.

Sometimes, a shower of rain can solve many problems. When I am overwhelmed by homework and study, I cry in the rain and get soaked all over. When I get home, my mother will ask with unusual concern.

Isn’t it a kind of liberation for us. Those of us who have fallen out of love because of puppy love will also cry loudly in the rain. After crying, we feel relaxed.

Running in the rain has become a luxury since I entered high school. Because we need to maintain our physical strength, if we take a leave of absence if we are sick, we risk not being able to keep up.

There is no longer that leisurely feeling. Now, sitting in front of the computer, with a cup of fragrant tea, a green lamp, and a rain, I suddenly feel comfortable and relieved.

I forgot about the pile of books on my desk, the monthly exam in the near future, and the frustration of the exam. There is only the leisure of watching the rain and the indulgence of oneself.

I accidentally read "Listen to the Cold Rain" written by Mr. Yu Guangzhong in a book and thought it was so beautiful. There is a passage in "Listen to the Cold Rain" by Mr. Yu Guangzhong: "As long as the rain is not pouring and the wind is not blowing, holding an umbrella in the rain still retains the classic charm.

Let the raindrops knock on the black cloth umbrella Or on a transparent plastic umbrella, twist the bone handle, raindrops will spray in all directions, and the edge of the umbrella will twist into a circle. It should be a beautiful cooperation to share an umbrella with your girlfriend.

It’s best to be in first love, a little excited and a little embarrassed, and the rain might as well fall a little harder. I’m afraid first love is so exciting that you don’t need an umbrella. You run away hand in hand in the rain, leaving the young people behind. Let the long hair and skin drip with water, and then taste the cool and sweet rain on the other person’s lips and cheeks. ”

I really like the artistic conception of rain, the kind of rain. Feel. It's just that my writing can't express that kind of beauty.

You can only read other people’s articles and enjoy the emotion and beauty. That long-lost feeling in the rain.

I really want to go to Japan, sit under that ancient house and listen to the sound of rain hitting the tiles. I also want to hold an oil-paper umbrella and wander in the deep alleys like Mr. Dai Wangshu. Meet that lilac-like girl by chance, or drink a cup of tea in the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River and watch the misty rain. Nowadays, I can only squeeze out time from my busy studies to enjoy the emotion in the rain in the writer's pen, or maybe take a moment to look at the pedestrians in the rain and the scenery in the rain.

Actually this is not bad. Chapter 2: Good Samaritans in the Rain The miserable sound of the erhu sounded in my ears again, which reminded me of something that happened not long ago.

That day, the sky was gray and it was raining lightly, and the sound of the erhu kept echoing in the streets. My mother and I walked out of "Mart-Mart" and saw the man playing the erhu.

He was about fifty or sixty years old. He was wearing a dark blue cloth coat and black cloth trousers. He only had a few cents in his rice bowl. It seems that people no longer believe this kind of liar.

Can you bear to wear such thin clothes on a cloudy and cold day? There are only so many cents in the rice bowl, what should I eat? Oh, how pitiful! On the street, many people passed by in a hurry, rushing to go home. It can be said that he turned a blind eye to the person playing the erhu.

The erhu player seemed to be left out. He twitched his hands and played one sad song after another, as if he was telling his pain.

I felt so uncomfortable that I really wanted to give him some money, even a dime. But my mother disagreed. She said they were scammers, trying to steal your money! Is he that kind of person? I think it was probably because the newspaper said that he was controlled by bad guys.

Suddenly, a gentleman walked out of the crowd. He was wearing a neat black suit, holding a brown briefcase under his arm, holding a bright red umbrella in his hand, holding it tightly in his right hand. What? There was a "Quaa" sound, followed by "Ding Ling Ling Ling", and there were 5 more coins in the Erhu rice bowl, which were still 5 RMB 1 coins! When the erhu player noticed this, he immediately stopped playing the erhu, knelt down, held the hand of the kindhearted person, and said gratefully: "Good Samaritan! Thank you! There are many people like you in need in the society!" After that, he knelt down and kowtowed three times. I thought to myself: This uncle is so caring and kind! The kindhearted man took the Erhu uncle's hand and said, "Uncle, are you cold in so little clothing? You will catch a cold if you get caught in the rain! You can use 5 yuan to buy something to eat!" He said very sincerely.

The kind person took off the umbrella and gave it to the erhu player. The one who played the erhu was determined not to stop, but the kind man had disappeared into the crowd.

I was very moved when I saw this scene: a kind-hearted person actually gave the umbrella to the erhu player. He would rather be exposed to the rain and catch a cold than the old man playing the erhu to be exposed to the rain and catch a cold. . What a noble quality! How many of us do this to kind-hearted people? The man playing the erhu looked at the five shiny coins, his face expressionless, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts were aroused in him.

The kind man disappeared into the crowd without leaving his name. But I still remember his black suit, brown briefcase, and red umbrella.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. I seemed to see that kind person in the rain and fog... Chapter 3: Escape from the rain. This morning, I saw that it was not raining. I just needed to excerpt some good words. When I read the composition book of this sentence, I said to my mother: "Mom, it's not raining. I want to go to the bookstore." My mother looked at the sky and said, "I can send you to the bookstore, but you have to walk back by yourself."

I readily agreed without even thinking about it. When I "returned with a full load", there was a huge dark cloud in the eastern sky, as scary as the bruises after a violent injury.

I suddenly had an ominous premonition: "No, it's so dark and a storm is coming. Hurry home! The bookstore is about two or three kilometers away from home, and it takes 30 minutes to walk there. , try to arrive in 20 minutes. When I walked to the Shangdao Coffee on Gangzhou Avenue, suddenly the sky rumbled and thunder flashed several times, as if giving an emergency report to us passers-by: "Heavy rain is coming, come back soon." Home! "I was startled and couldn't help but quicken my pace.

It was getting darker and darker. When I walked to the road, there was a sudden "whoosh". Before I could react, the raindrops started falling. . 2. A 350-word essay on "It Rained After School"

The sky turned dark, like a crow covering the blue sky, and a gust of wind blew towards me, like a knife cutting my face. A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a burst of thunder.

The rain fell like pearls one after another. It's like a colorless bead curtain hanging in the sky, blown here and there by the naughty wind child, or like a large silk scarf made of very fine and beautiful silk, being carried around by the naughty wind child.

When people on the street saw the heavy rain, they immediately took out the umbrellas in their bags and opened them. The grass lowered their heads and the small trees bent down. On his waist, the leaves rustled and danced with the wind. The bumpy road had been soaked by the rain and turned into a "waterfall", even though the wipers kept wiping. It rained, but it didn't help.

After a few hours, it became quiet outside. It turned out that the rain stopped. The small tree straightened its back, the grass raised its head, and the lotus leaves outside disappeared. The waterfall of cars has also disappeared. The once dirty roads have been cleaned by rainwater.

Yu is really a magician! Can make the world so beautiful after the rain. 3. Composition: After school·Heavy rain·Umbrella 450 words Touched

Time flies by like running water, and many memories have faded with the disappearance of the days. But there is one thing that makes me vividly remember and move me deeply - that deep maternal love.

That morning, I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Daughter, the weather forecast is for rain today, so you'd better bring an umbrella." I looked up at the sky, The sky is clear, how can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door.

Just when school was over at noon, there was sudden lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain fell suddenly. The students who brought rain gear all went home, and the others were picked up one by one by their parents. My father teaches in a school out of town and never comes home at noon. It just so happens that my mother is suffering from a high fever and taking an IV drip these days. I don't think anyone will come to pick me up. I sat alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the heavy rain falling outside the window, I couldn't help crying.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Oh, it's mom! The strong wind and heavy rain seemed to swallow my mother up. My mother struggled and walked towards me.

"Yili, come here quickly and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Mom's hair, face, and body were all soaked by the rain. Looking at my mother who looked like a drowned rat and her pale face, I couldn't help crying again...

An umbrella holds up the sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me joy and happiness. . Although it has been a long time, it always touched me and taught me to be a good person and study well...

This incident is something I will never forget. It is something that makes me regret. What I still vividly remember - I broke my mother's heart that night and disappointed her so much...

It was one night, I finished my homework early and immediately went to watch a TV show. When I was watching it with relish, my mother called me and said, "Wash your feet first and then look at it, okay?" But I said, "Wait a little longer! Just the last five minutes, Mom!" Mom agreed I sat there quietly, motionless, and waited. Five minutes were up. I declined again and said, "It's really the last ten minutes!" My mother didn't speak and nodded in agreement. Time passed, and I wanted to refuse for another fifteen minutes, but my mother came over and said, "Hey, you wash it first and then look at it!" I ignored it and didn't answer, "Hey! Forget it if you don't wash it, anyway, the water It’s too cold, I don’t care about you!” Suddenly, a thought came to my mind—Mom is so annoying! Then, this word also blurted out from my mouth, "Mom, are you annoying? It's so wordy!" Suddenly, my mother was so surprised and disappointed that she opened her mouth as if she could not speak. . Me, I even scolded her, "You witch!" I was so angry that I slammed the TV off, pushed the door hard, got into bed, covered my head with the quilt, and fell asleep. After a while, I came back to my senses. I didn't expect to say those words. I also knew that the water was cold and my mother's heart was cold. And the word "so annoying" kept echoing in my mind. I wanted to say "I'm sorry" to my mother but I didn't have the courage. Suddenly, I remembered that my mother was sick today and had to work all day! I'm tired and want to take a rest. Why don't I just do this little thing as she wants? I'm such an unfilial son!

Hey! But I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. The words I spoke were like water thrown out, which I couldn't take back. Suddenly, it felt like someone was pricking my heart with a steel needle, which made me miserable. I got up and walked to my mother and said, "Mom, I'm sorry!". Suddenly I couldn't say anything. I just threw myself into my mother's arms and continued to enjoy the great maternal love, happy maternal love, and nourishing maternal love! And a few tears shed from the corners of my mother's eyes.

Mom, I won’t make you angry or sad anymore. I want you to be a happy mother, a happy mother! 4. A 500-word essay after school

I happened to catch a heavy rain when school was over, and everything was watery. I took my bicycle from the outdoor bicycle tent while holding an umbrella. It's secret, so it's difficult to get it.

It was windy on the road. Many students around did not bring umbrellas, which was even more pitiful! At this time, a girl came over and said, "Can you give me a ride? I'm in a hurry to go home?" Seeing her anxious look, I really couldn't bear to ignore it, but my car... I can't leave it alone, "Come up here." Okay, but look at my car, it doesn’t have a rear frame, so you have to sit in the front.”

“It’s okay, thank you!” 30 minutes later, I sent her home. "You come in and sit for a while, and I'll help you clean the car."

When she saw my car, our faces turned red, because my car had no front beam... …. 5. Composition On the way home from school, it suddenly started pouring rain

"Strange, why is it raining?" Xiao Ming hurriedly ran to hide in front of a store to take shelter from the rain. He picked up the phone , after dialing his mother’s phone, he shouted: “Hey, Mom, why didn’t you pick me up? How can you get home when it’s raining heavily?” He stamped his feet angrily. His mother was very sorry and said she would be there soon. Xiao Ming hung up the phone and said Talking to himself, looking around. Xiao Ming was a little hungry, so he took out 1 yuan to buy a pack of snacks, and then ate it with big mouthfuls. He suddenly saw an old man falling on the ground, put down the snacks, and ran over to help the old man up. , the old man thanked him, he touched his face and was very shy. At this time, his mother came and gave his umbrella to Xiao Ming. His mother got wet and Xiao Ming cried. He wiped his face and handed the umbrella to his mother. . He cried and said: "I'm sorry, Mom, I'm so rude." Mom touched Xiao Ming's head and said, "Silly boy, Mom can't help but get wet for you." Xiao Ming hugged her mother and kissed her , bring the snacks just now and feed them to mom. Mom is very happy and Xiao Ming smiles. Is that okay? (*^__^*). 6. A composition about closing an umbrella when it rains after school

1 It was a rainy day and I came home from school.

When we got off the bus at the terminal, everyone brought umbrellas. Only two young men who came to work from other places did not bring umbrellas. However, the rain outside is very heavy, and if you stay in the rain for a short time, you will definitely become a drowned rat.

The two young men began to borrow umbrellas from others, but unfortunately no one had many umbrellas. When they saw a woman with an umbrella in her hand, they seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and ran over quickly regardless of how heavy the rain was.

They said politely: "Hello, we are working from other places and we are in a hurry to go home. Can you lend me an umbrella?" The woman pretended not to see them. Go by yourself.

The two young men were unwilling to give up their only goal and continued to ask her to borrow an umbrella. But the woman glanced at them and said impatiently: "Go away, you two who come to work from other places are annoying. If you don't want to borrow it, you just won't!" The woman walked away quickly.

Others tried to stay away from these two migrant workers. They had no choice but to ask others for umbrellas.

But when everyone saw these two ragged, dark, and dirty workers, they were unwilling to share umbrellas with them. The two young men sat in despair on the stone steps in an underground passage to hide from the rain, leaning helplessly against each other.

Suddenly, one of the young men stood up, as if he remembered something. He said to another young man: "Why don't we go to a nearby store to see if they sell umbrellas?" But there was no canteen nearby, and the two young men were completely disappointed.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and they could only wait until the rain lightened up before leaving. But one sentence shocked them. An old man said to the old woman: "What a sin! It's going to rain very late!" After that, the old man glanced at the two young men and walked home.

After a few minutes, the rain not only did not let down, but became heavier and heavier, as if God was against them.

The boys had no choice but to rush home.

But at this moment, the old man just took two umbrellas and stopped them: "Hey, boys! I'm bringing umbrellas for you!" The boys thought that the old man had already Then they went home. Unexpectedly, the grandfather brought them an umbrella. They were very grateful. Although this is only a small help, it reflects the care between people.

2 The first grade of elementary school was spent in the elementary school in my hometown: the school building with white spots on the red exterior wall, the muddy playground on rainy days, the slogan "Study hard and make progress every day" above the blackboard, the cafeteria The small blackboard with the names of the dishes written on it, Teacher Qiu wearing gold mirrors... The days at that time can be said to be back to basics, just like the rapeseed field next to the school - the golden waves. Rapeseed flowers never bloom alone, but always in large tracts.

So yellow, so gorgeous. Speaking of rapeseed flowers, I think of my classmate in the first grade - Dai Mengjiao.

Her mouth is always gushing as I talk about this and that, and she can hardly be idle for a moment. Sometimes she feels that her facial features are moving. She is as beautiful as a rapeseed flower and keeps blooming.

When you see her, you will feel that life is full of hope and there is nothing that cannot be overcome. "It's a feeling of... joy that makes you want to fly!" This is what you told me with a smile.

In the days to come, you also told me with practical actions. It was a rainy afternoon, and the wind whipped violently against the windows and doors.

I was sitting in the classroom, looking out the window anxiously, feeling a little worried. How could I walk home without an umbrella? When school was over, the students all opened their flower-like umbrellas and rushed into the rain. Their backs disappeared one by one in the pouring rain... I watched dully, not knowing what to do at all. what to do. Just when I was at a loss what to do, Dai Mengjiao took my already cold hand, smiled and said to me: "Let's go together" and then opened a big red umbrella.

At that time, I realized strongly: It’s great to have friends! We headed into the driving rain. The trees on the roadside were swayed left and right by the raging wind, and the soil on both sides of the road was washed onto the road with the rain.

This road is not easy to walk! Suddenly, I felt a biting coldness under my feet. It turned out that rain had seeped into the shoes. I quickly asked Dai Mengjiao, who was next to me: "Is there any water in the shoes? Are they cold?" I asked loudly. Maybe it was because of the strong wind, but Dai Mengjiao actually said: "My brain is not wet."

When I heard this answer, I was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, until I was out of breath. Out of breath. After I explained it to her, she burst into laughter.

We walked a while and laughed a while. I temporarily forgot where I was and what kind of bad weather I was facing.

It turns out that although the weather is cold, people’s laughter is warm and can melt the ice! Although we moved with difficulty, we could already see the vague outline of our home in the distance. For the first time, I felt so excited when I saw my home! I held Dai Mengjiao's hand tightly, and she smiled sweetly at me. She must have understood my mood, and she must be as excited as I was.

"We're home!" Dai Mengjiao shouted to me, and we almost ran home - the warmest place. I asked Dai Mengjiao to sit at my house for a while before returning home, and I thought she would give me half of the umbrella in return.

When I saw Dai Mengjiao in front of me, I couldn't help but laugh out loud: her shoulders were half wet, her hair was messy by the wind, and a few hairs were sticking up, and her face was It was also blown red, like an authentic "Red Fuji" brand apple, and the funniest thing was that there were two streaks of snot hanging under the nose! It's really hard not to laugh with this look. At this time, I found that she was also smiling at me, which made me a little puzzled. But it suddenly dawned on me: I must be the exact copy of her now, and there is a reason why she laughs! Looking at her leaving figure, I felt slightly moved in my heart... She could have held an umbrella by herself, and her shoulders would not have been half wet.

She gave me half of the warmth, and at the same time she bore half of the cold! Recall that rainy day, that little red umbrella, that warm palm! That is the infinite warmth that stirs in my heart for a long time. That is the feeling of happiness, the feeling of wanting to fly! I want to say to Dai Mengjiao: Friends, let’s walk together on the windy and bumpy road! This time, let me hold the umbrella for you! Nanyuan Primary School Sixth Grade: Zhu Chenwei 3 An Umbrella Life is full of love.

Love, sometimes is a ray of sunshine, a cup of tea, a gesture, a twitter; love. 7. After school, it rained. The teacher gave the students an umbrella and wrote an essay.

One Friday in last semester, when school was about to end, it suddenly started to rain heavily and hail, accompanied by bursts of tornado! The classmates started talking about it. Some said: "It's broken, the crops in the field will suffer." Some said: "It's over, I didn't bring an umbrella! I will get gonorrhea when I go home... I got it at a young age. I have gonorrhea, I can’t explain it!” Others said: “It’s okay, we all follow the big head, we can’t get wet.” After school, everyone was crowded in the corridor and didn’t know what to do. At this time, someone shouted: “Look. ! The Grasshopper is here!" I saw my beloved Teacher Guo walking hard in the heavy rain with more than 40 umbrellas... He is here to give us umbrellas! But he himself was not willing to use an umbrella, he just held up a lotus leaf and swayed in the wind and rain! Many girls were moved to tears. We boys rushed out to help. But the teacher shouted: "Go back quickly! Don't get gonorrhea!" We also shouted: "You are soaked all over. If you don't hold an umbrella, you will really get gonorrhea!" "We rushed into the corridor around the class teacher. Teacher Guo handed us umbrellas. As he handed them out, he said: "Students, it's raining very heavily today, so be careful on the road. Zhang Lijuan, if your home is far away, just take a taxi. If you don't have enough money, use it. The class fee is paid in advance." Zhang Lijuan, our monitor, said excitedly when she heard that she had to use the class fee to take a taxi, "Teacher, we can't use the class fee! We only have 200 yuan left for the class fee, and we still have to save it to buy a car for the principal! "The head teacher thought for a while and said, "Yes, it's not easy being a principal...Okay, classmates, if you are from far away, follow me, and I will send you back!" So, the head teacher led a dozen of us to go home! The classmates rushed into the rain. Since there was a tornado, we were small and weak, and our umbrellas flew away after a while... What should we do! At this moment, Teacher Guo pulled up the huge parasol outside the cold drink shop and shouted to us: "Come in quickly!" Wow! What a big umbrella this is! It was very difficult for the tall class teacher to hold it up, but it was actually very spacious for a dozen of our classmates standing underneath. Long live the class teacher! We nestled next to the class teacher. He struggled to hold the big umbrella, like an old hen, and spread his wide wings to protect us from the wind and rain. I was wet at that time. I don’t know if it was rain, tears, or... ...Teacher Guo was the last one to send me home. At the door, I said goodbye to the teacher. Suddenly, a tornado came and swept the teacher and his umbrella into the air... I was so frightened that I shouted for help: "Save people quickly! Our teacher is flying into the sky..." In order to comfort me, the head teacher in the sky smiled and shouted: "Zhou Orangutan, it doesn't matter. This way the teacher can get home faster..." For example: the wind blew the teacher away, which reflects the strong wind, etc. Wait/wait/.