1. When writing a composition about rain, you should quote ancient poems. Just ask for a beginning and an end.

In the 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, there are many towers in the mist and rain. ——Du Mu

I like to listen to the sound of drizzle alone at night. Rain is the spirit of nature, I think. Turn on the desk lamp, the yellow light sprinkles a piece of warmth, soak in a cup of fragrant tea, taste it carefully, and listen quietly...

Open the window, the fresh earthy fragrance floats in with the sound of pattering rain. Enter, oh, I can only feel the indescribable and indescribable comfort. I want three parts of Yi An's gracefulness, three parts of Dongpo's boldness, three parts of Qi Qing's indifference, and a piece of Nalan's mood to make it a perfect one. Come back and listen to the sound of natural rain.

The spring rain is small and warm, she is fresh but not charming, small but powerful, she always talks in detail, telling the remoteness and warmth of spring. Xia Yu's boldness makes people happy. She is like a shocking masterpiece. Suddenly the mountains and rivers flow, and sometimes they cascade thousands of miles away. Qiu Yu's sorrow and resentment make people love and pity her. Sometimes she sings softly, sometimes like flowing clouds and flowing water, and sometimes she wants to say goodbye. Dong Yu is no longer reserved, but her demeanor is dignified, graceful and elegant. Listening to the sound of rain in the four seasons, I can't help but feel the changes in the world.

Rain is spiritual. It seems to follow people's wishes and "sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". The rain is also gentle, and there is no "apricot blossom rain that makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blowing on your face is not cold". The rain is still beautiful, "The light rain in the sky is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not close." Whenever the winter or summer changes, I always feel that the world is dangerous and the world is rolling in, so I yearn for the "green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, and gentle wind." The rain does not have to return."

The tea in the cup is gone and I don’t want to pour another cup. Miaoyu once said: "One cup is a taste, two cups will become a thirst-quenching fool."

The wind is strong, and the rain is intellectual.

Wind is art, and rain is almost philosophy.

I like to be alone at night, listening to the sound of rain and the melody of nature. "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to make water, except for Wushan, it was not clouds." She made me think continuously, and this thought was like a white cloud, floating in my heart The sky above makes it quiet and high.

The more sophisticated a mortal is, the more wit he has, and the more wit he has, the less elegance he has. I would rather have less wit and more elegance. Be fascinated by the elegance of taking refuge in nature.

In the dead of night, people turn on the lamp and listen to the rain. They smile knowingly.

In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, how many towers are in the mist and rain! ! ! 2. Who has more quotations and descriptions of poems about Listening to the Spring Rain

There are many, take a look

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1 .Green bamboo hat, green coir raincoat, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return - Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song"

2. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling. ——Monk Zhinan's "Quequatrains"

3. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willows are new. ——Wang Wei's "Send Off the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"

4. In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, there are many towers in the mist and rain. ——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

5. Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into sleep. ——Lu You, "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

6. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. ——Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"

7. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. ——Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Outside the Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring"

8. Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three points of rain are falling in front of the mountain. ——Xin Qiji, "Moon on the Xijiang River"

9. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

10. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ——-Du Mu's "Qingming"

These are some good poems describing spring rain. You can quote them, and you will definitely write them! O（∩_∩）O~ 3. Please write a composition or beautiful poem about rain

Raindrops are like thousands of paratroopers, jumping from the sky and landing safely on the ground.

The raindrops are connected together like a big net, hanging in front of my eyes. The breeze blew, and the rain curtain tilted, like thin threads running towards the vegetation and walls.

The rain fell, and crystal water drops condensed on the leaves of various flowers and plants. The rain fell from the sky like thousands of silver threads, and a row of drainage drops fell from the eaves, like beautiful bead curtains.

It was drizzling outside the window, and the little raindrops seemed to be accompanied by a little dance. I couldn't help but be tempted by the world outside the window. The raindrops rolled down the stems of the grass, one drop drilled into the soil, and the other dropped into the mouth of the grass, and could not be found.

The raindrops fell on my head and body. I looked up, closed my eyes, and opened my mouth to taste the raindrops. Suddenly, I felt as if I had grown a lot under the water of the drizzle. . Thunder rang out, and the heavy rain continued to fall like broken beads.

The downpour continued, and the rainwater flowing down from the eaves formed small streams on the street. Heavy rain fell from the sky crazily, and the dark sky seemed to collapse.

The wind chases the rain, and the rain chases the wind. The wind and the rain join forces to chase the dark clouds in the sky, and the whole world is covered in rain. The rain is like thousands of silver threads floating down from heaven.

The drizzle fell quietly and silently, like the silver threads spit out by countless silkworm ladies. Thousands of filaments ripple in the air, and the long veil covers the dark fields.

Dark clouds rolled in from the sky, and in an instant, heavy rain fell from the sky. The silky drizzle fell from the sky. The raindrops were so small and the rain curtains were so dense, covering the mountains with white gauze like cicada wings.

The raindrops are very thin and continuous, like catkins floating in the sky in spring. Rain like mist, mist like rain, lingering incessantly.

In an instant, the raindrops connected into a line, and with a "wow" sound, the heavy rain poured down from the sky like the sky had collapsed. There had been a light rain in the morning. Although it has cleared up now, the road is still very slippery. The autumn crops in the fields on both sides have been washed by the rain into green hills and clear water, and the beads are shining brightly. There is also a fresh and moist fragrance in the air.

The strong wind carried the heavy rain like countless whips, lashing hard against the glass windows. I saw the roaring and roaring waves of the North Sea.

The rain was lashing the ground, the rain was flying and water was splashing, and it was confusing. The autumn rain was like smoke and mist, floating silently on the rubble piles and dead branches and leaves in the open space, soaking the ground, the house, and the trees.

The spring rain is like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally. The autumn rain is like shining pearls all over the sky, fluttering.

The rain is getting heavier, and the surrounding trees with new leaves and branches are shrouded in dense rain curtains. Looking over them, the green trees seem to have melted in the rain. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunder and lightning struck, and in an instant, heavy rain seemed to pour down from mid-air, turning into a world of gray mist and rain.

The raindrops, thick raindrops, whipped everything like a whip, and the young poplars and rose flowers on the roadside lowered their heads. Suddenly, the heavy rain came overwhelmingly like the Tianhe bursting open.

Poems Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. ——Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song" The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.

———— Monk Zhinan's "Quequatrains" The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. ――――Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" In the late night, I lay down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glaciers fell into my dream.

--- Lu You's "November 4th Winds and Rain Works" seven or eight stars, two or three o'clock in front of the rain mountains ---- Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Yue" at night came to the wind and rain, how much to know. ―――― Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.

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——Li Shangyin "Staying in Luo's Pavilion to Remind Cui Yong and Cui Gun" The yellow leaves are still windy and rainy, and the brothel is orchestrating itself.

——Li Shangyin's "Wind and Rain" Don't ask about the old guests in Liangyuan. Maoling is as sick as the autumn rain.

——Li Shangyin's "Send to Linghu Langzhong" The drunken guest in the seat is waiting to wake up the guest, and the clear clouds on the river are mixed with rain clouds. ——Li Shangyin "Du Gongbu left the banquet in Shuzhong" Xintan Mo realized the tourists' intentions, and the sound of rain at night was even more noticeable.

——Li Shangyin "February 2nd" Stars sinking to the bottom of the sea can be seen from the window, and the rain is crossing the river source and watching from across the seat. ——Li Shangyin's "Three Poems on the Blue City" (Part 1) The moss and mangroves under the steps are sparse in the rain and sad in the moonlight.

——Li Shangyin's "Duanju" The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. ——Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Department Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" The wind and rain are miserable, and the roosters crow and crow.

Now that I have seen a gentleman, why should I not be barbaric? The wind and rain are blowing, and the rooster crows. Now that I've seen a gentleman, how can I not be confused? The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cockcrow is endless.

Now that I have seen a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy? ——Book of Songs "Wind and Rain" Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder shakes the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! ——"Shangxie" by Yuefu of the Han Dynasty Li Min and others follow, and once they are defeated, they will not be matched by others.

Just like water pouring from the east, there will be no sun returning to the west. The night raindrops fall on the empty steps, and the light leaves the room darkly at dawn.

When we feel sorry for each other, we all stop drinking. When will we get together? ——He Xun of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, "Farewell at night before leaving for the old travels" The guest has been missing for a long time, and he has traveled thousands of miles alone. The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the waves are white and the wind is beginning to rise.

——He Xun's "Farewell" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Seeing the moon in the palace looks sad, and hearing the sound of heartbroken bells in the rain at night. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" Ten thousand miles in the Qingcao Lake, one person walks in the yellow plum rain.

I am worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach, the sound of wind and dark waves hitting the boat. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Lang Tao Sha" The wind returns, the clouds break, the rain begins to clear, and the sun returns to the lakeside, which is warm and bright again.

The red mountain apricot hair is randomly scattered, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole's speech has not yet been completed.

I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring in South Lake" The big strings are as noisy as the rain, and the small strings are as loud as whispers.

Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Pipa Parade and Preface" Red Banjiang Bridge and green wine flag, Guanwa Palace is warm and the sun is setting.

Unfortunately, the rain has stopped and the east wind has settled, and thousands of trees are drooping. ——Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty, "Willow Branches". 4. It is best to include quotes in essays about rain

Essays with rain as the topic

Today, it rained, and although the raindrops were not spring rain, they were very gentle. Thin, dense, always intertwined.

It was already very late after school. As I walked on the road, my glasses were covered by raindrops. The yellow lights on the street shone on the ground that was wet by raindrops. The front was hazy, like rising from the ground. The orange smoke that rises floats lightly in the air, like clouds in the sky, slowly disappearing, then gradually rising again, which is wonderful.

I stood under the bright street light, and the rain seemed to be clearer. They were weaving irregularly diagonally from left to right. I stretched out my hand to catch the rain, and a few drops fell on my hand, gently, almost not The feeling; cool, like a few drops of crystal holy water...

I love rain, whether it is soft and warm spring rain, or violent and ruthless rainstorm, because I feel that they come from the sky to the world. The messengers are beautiful; they also believe that they are just and should punish people for their mistakes.

Rain is pure, it is crystal clear, small and translucent. It always smiles, hoping to see the world in a short time, and then hurriedly turns into a puddle with its companions, telling people that she has been here and left happily.

When I got home, I accidentally found that there was condensation on the window. I drew raindrops on it with my hands, and then happily observed the wonderful changes of the "raindrops" on the window. After a while, the raindrops The shape gradually blurred, and I stood up and walked to my desk, raised my chin, and stared at the wonderful world of rain outside the window... From the composition collection: /zuowen/121/4/46821 5. Please quote ancient poems or famous quotes. The beginning of the composition

1. "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

Everything you do must go through difficulties and obstacles before you can succeed. After experiencing that incident, I suddenly understood this truth.

(The following is about that thing) 2. "Only mother is good in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure." This song is well-known to every household, but how many people have really experienced it? As Mother's Day is approaching, let's celebrate a holiday for mothers! 3. "If a young man doesn't work hard, the old man will be sad."

We must cherish the time now and study hard so that we can achieve something in the future. 4. “With perseverance, gold and stone can be carved.”

In everything we do in our lives, we can only achieve success through persistent efforts. 5. "Friendship is the light of our lives."

Since reading the book "Charlotte's Web", I really feel that friendship is priceless and we must cherish it. 6. Use the method of quoting ancient poems in rain compositions

Poems describing autumn rain

1. The young man listened to the rain song upstairs, and the tent was dimly lit by red candles. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The river is vast, the clouds are low, and the wild geese are calling in the west wind.

2. The land is low and rainy, the weather is warm and there is less autumn frost.

3. I already feel that the autumn window will never end, how can the wind and rain help to desolate it.

4. The autumn wind is blowing, and the mist and rain are miserable.

5. Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and amaze the autumn rain.

6. In the rustling autumn rain, there is light pomegranate diarrhea.

7. The tall buildings are full of dusk, and the sycamore leaves are covered with rustling rain.

8. An old man will not grow basil, but a young child will not have to worry about the wind and rain.

9. The rain catches the bright mirror, and the rainbow falls on the twin bridges.

10. The white grass rots in the rain, and the cassia trees under the steps are brightly colored.

11. Carrying silver lanterns, checking bead doors, embroidering quilts in the slightly cold weather of autumn rain.

12. The winds and rains in autumn are coming one after another, and the clouds are the same across the world.

13. The empty court and the autumn rain. Stop the watchman in the south city and stop the watchman in the west courtyard.

14. The clouds rise over the river at night, and the morning rain falls on the high forest.

15. The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain.

16. After the lights went out, I fell asleep to the sound of beautiful rain.

17. The red leaves and green moss are unbearable, and it is a cool windy and rainy day.

18. When the sun sets and it rains, the night wood washes away the gloom.

19. The autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad, and sitting alone in the cold night feels like a mess