1. Classic sentences about mood on rainy days

1. On rainy days, I like rainy days without wind!

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

3. I like to sleep in the house on rainy days.

4. It rained. I remember crying so hard on that rainy day.

5. The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves where you hide.

6. Who is by your side on a rainy day, and who are you thinking about?

7. I hate rainy days. If I can’t find my favorite umbrella, I have to get wet in the rain.

8. There are rainy days in a person's life, but the sky will always shine after the rain. A good friend is like an umbrella, and will always be with you no matter it rains or rains.

9. I hate rainy days because I don’t want it to be a rainy day outside and God is weeping; but it is still a rainy day inside me and I am still shedding tears. I just want my sunny day

10. On rainy days, it is easy to remember and miss; on rainy days, it is easy to listen to songs and feel lonely. On rainy days, it is easy for people to use their truest thoughts to count the roads they have traveled.

11. The sky was gray and cold. The grass lowered its head and the branches were bent. When I raised my head, I found dark clouds. Unexpectedly, it started raining quietly.

12. The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day but the eaves with you to hide from the rain.

13. I never knew how much I love you

14. At night, listening to the dripping rain, it relaxes the mood, settles the memories, and falls asleep Grounded, wonderful, a good night's sleep.

15. Twenty-eight. There is a fool who always likes to say when he is moved: It is raining.

16. When it rains, I wonder who you are holding an umbrella for and whose warmth you keep in your arms.

17. You said you would be my protective umbrella, but now that my heart is raining, where is your person?

18. Rain, the mood of accumulating grain to prevent hunger, is like my own feelings, bit by bit, I like rain, like rain and cold to point out loneliness.

19. When it rains, something is washed away; when the sun shines after the rain, something is brought away. No, none.

20. Enjoying the tranquility alone at night and listening to the sadness alone. 2. Sentences about "It's so nice when it rains"

"It's nice when it rains" 1. Is it going to rain again? I slowly curled up the corners of my mouth and suddenly stopped moving. I suddenly wanted to see if I looked like a ghost.

2. On a quiet night, when people were dreaming in bed, there was a sudden loud noise, and then they heard the sound of water dripping in front of the eaves. The rhythm of the dripping was like a lullaby. It kept going, getting louder and faster, and I seemed to be hypnotized, and then I fell asleep. 3. On cloudy days, there is always a feeling of loss, and the mood sinks. The rain is like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaving into a soft net, covering the entire autumn world.

4. The drizzle and the rustling ground are like transparent silver needles falling from the sky, decorating thousands of mountains and valleys, and like bright pearls falling one after another, inlaid with the green fields. earth. 5. I like to go shopping in the rain.

The dense raindrops dispersed the noise, noise and dullness of the metropolis, so the narrow streets in the past suddenly became broad and long; the light raindrops washed away the filthy dust, filth and obscenity in the middle of the street. As a result, everything gradually appears bright and pure, the green ones are greener, the red ones are redder, and they are more beautiful. The colorful umbrellas, like graceful girls, embellish the streets with all kinds of charm. 6. Summer rain always pours down, accompanied by rumbling thunder and flashes of lightning, coming to the world together.

"Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat." This rain is so bold, so free and easy! The rain made me think about it: I thought of the heroes and martyrs who had made great achievements in their lives: Dong Cunrui and Yang Jingyu... and I thought of Su Shi and Xin Qiji, the bold and unconstrained faction in the Song Dynasty... The summer rain cleaned the earth, and in an instant, it became much cooler. 7. It is cloudy again. Dalian has not seen the sun for a long time. It seems that it is the plum rain season in the south. It always rains non-stop, light rain, and patter.

It’s really a mess and the cutting is endless! 8. Suddenly, dark clouds floated in the sky, covering the sky, and a few lightning flashes passed through the sky. Then, the first thunder of the year was heard, and the rain started to fall. The drizzle looks hazy from a distance. The trees and the house seem to be shrouded in light smoke. The raindrops hit the awning and made a loud sound. The raindrops hit the glass window and splashed on the ground. Splash. 9. The sky was very dark, and the dark clouds seemed to be pressing down, so dark.

There are deafening thunder and dazzling lightning from time to time, giving people a terrifying feeling. 10. I like this kind of weather, a little rain, just enough that I don’t need to hold an umbrella, just like this, like fog and rain, cool, coupled with the overcast weather and bursts of cool breeze, it is very comfortable and refreshing. .

11. Dong Yu is more like a stingy rich man, always stingy with rainwater, unwilling to let the earth accept the baptism of rainwater.

Even when you are in an unhappy mood, it is just a drop of light rain, mixed with the cold wind of winter, hitting your body, making you feel biting and chilly, with an indescribable chill.

12. The sky was very dark, and the dark clouds seemed to be pressing down. Grandma Sun hid in fear, and Baiyun, who was playing just now, also ran home to sleep. I pulled up my shirt, fearing that the coming heavy rain would fall on me, and ran as hard as I could toward home.

13. The dark clouds in the sky were pressing down heavily, the leaves on the trees were swaying noisily, but the flowers and plants on the ground were shaking with laughter. Suddenly it began to rain heavily, the thunder became louder and louder, the rain became heavier and heavier, and there was more and more water on the ground.

The water on the road covers the soles of people's feet for a while, and they gather together like small streams flowing into the ground. Slowly the rain stopped, and when I opened the window, the clear air rushed in. It was so comfortable! Suddenly, a colorful rainbow appeared in the sky. It was so beautiful.

14. The rain gradually became heavier. I looked at the broken "pearl" on the window eaves, and couldn't help but open the window. The gentle spring breeze blew in my face, which immediately made me feel refreshed. Incomparable. A few raindrops fell on my cheeks, which were cool and comfortable, bringing with them a fresh earthy smell. I was instantly intoxicated by this natural wine.

15. The rain is transparent, the rain’s tears are also transparent, and even the rain’s blood is transparent, so people cannot see the rain crying, nor can they see the rain’s heart bleeding. , the rain has its sadness, in order to convey its inner voice to people. When it is sad, it will play its sad song on the window, on the balcony, or on the roof.

In this sad song, the rain has cried all its tears and told its sadness. 16. In the West Lake, "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable." Su Shi lamented that "the clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, and the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange", showing the wonder of the rain in the West Lake.

In the rain, the mountains in the distance seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, hazy, confused, and vague... What a beautiful artistic conception! 17. I prefer traveling in the rain. The solemn green mountains turned out to be so charming, and the deep green water seemed so gentle.

The jungle becomes moist and the stone steps become lighter. In the rain, you can see the clouds flying and the fog rising, and they are ever-changing, just like life is unpredictable; in the rain, you can go boating in search of tranquility, the distance and distance are hazy, and you are in a poetic mood.

18. Thick dark clouds squeezed the sky, covering up the scarlet eyes just now. They were as heavy as if they were about to fall down, and were so oppressive that it seemed as if the whole world was silent. The indifferent wind shuttled sharply, leaving people's exclamations behind.

The weak little flowers and grass have already trembled and surrendered to the ground. It’s the time when the storm is about to come! Sentences describing rainy days 19. It started to rain heavily, and the big raindrops kept falling like broken pearls. The rain fell heavier and heavier. Soon the rain falling on the ground merged into a stream and sang "Gurgling" with a smile. Jumping and running forward, the raindrops were like pearls, sprinkled on the river, causing ripples on the calm water.

The clever fish jumped out of the water, as if to suck the pearls. The rain whipped the buildings, trees and asphalt roads like a whip.

The rain kept falling, like thousands of needles and threads, sewing the sky together tightly. 20. The misty rain in autumn always brings a desolate feeling to people.

"The rain falls on the leaves of the phoenix tree", a poem with seven words, but it depicts a picture of autumn rain. After reading this poem, a desolate feeling arises spontaneously.

The autumn rain washes away the heat of summer. Autumn rain does not necessarily mean desolation, but also a good harvest.

You see, in the autumn rain, the fruits are ripe and the fruits are fragrant; in the rice fields, the golden waves are rolling, and the cabbage, cucumbers... are all ripe. Autumn Rain also reminds me of Li Qingzhao of the Graceful School. 3. Good words and sentences to describe rainy days

Beating and pouring autumn rain is like dark sparse rain, acid rain, drenching rain, happy rain, fine drizzle, summer rain, misty rain, showers and moisturizing

Overcast rain, raindrops, raindrops, rainflowers Rain curtain, rain dew, rain curtain, sound of rain, rain force, raindrops, star rain, meaning raindrops, raindrops, moderate rain

Storm, heavy rain, heavy thunderstorm, intermittent rain, thunderstorm, thundershower, continuous rain, drizzle, heavy rain, north wind, moist

The icy rain is falling, the spring rain is falling, the heavy rain is ticking, the freezing rain is flying wildly, the rain is falling, the pine rain is raining, the apricot blossoms are falling, the rain is falling

The heavy rain is dripping, the heavy rain is pouring, the heavy rain is pouring, the autumn rain is drizzling, the dense clouds are not raining, and the rain is pouring. Windy drizzle

Heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, overwhelming rain, autumn rain, lingering autumn rain, heart-chilling autumn rain, continuous autumn rain

Autumn rain, misty autumn rain, continuous autumn rain, like smoke, autumn rain, autumn rain, Xiaoxiao silk The spring rain is silent, the five winds and the ten rains are pattering

As fine as cow hair, the drizzle is misty, the drizzle is continuous, the drizzle is like silk, the drizzle is like smoke, the drizzle is like a drizzle, the summer rain is moistening

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1. The autumn rain is cold because it falls from the ninth level of the sky so high, too high, too high.

"It's cold at high places", so how can it not be cold? Autumn rain is bitter. It falls from such a high sky and penetrates into the deep and cold ground. How can it not be bitter and astringent? Autumn rain is tears, tears from the sky, cold to the bone, so everything that is exposed to autumn rain is ready to hibernate, right? Only pines and cypresses don't do it, because the roots of pines and cypresses are so tight and deep that even the autumn rain cannot reach them. They are so deep that the pines and cypresses have a heart like an ancient Spartan warrior, which can no longer tolerate tenderness and cannot feel the coldness of autumn rain. , The pain of autumn rain, the pain of autumn rain...

2. The wind is blowing loudly and the rain is falling. Looking closely, there is not even a soul on the street. The white flowers are all covered with water, and it has become a flowing river, with countless water splashes vying to bloom on it. From a distance, the buildings and trees are blurry.

3. The light rain is as thin as a needle tip, as light as cow hair, like smoke and mist, falling silently, constantly dripping on my face and body. The buds on the branches slightly poked out their cute little heads, looking at me quietly and smiling. Light rain falls on them playfully. Ha, what a beaded gauze dress! The wind doll is also so naughty, constantly blowing raindrops running around, falling on trees, falling on grass, and falling on my face.

4. Big raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water, and the water splashes were like small fountains. When the water splash fell on the ground, it turned into small bubbles. The small bubbles looked like small transparent hats. It's really interesting to watch carefully the process of the raindrops turning into little hats!

5. Spring rain is different from the downpour of summer rain; it is different from the dullness of autumn rain, and it is also different from the coldness of winter rain. Spring rain is like silk, like mist, like smoke, like tide. Through the spring rain, everything in the world is like a freehand painting, faint, misty, and looming. 4. Good sentences and paragraphs describing heavy rainy days

Let me give you some famous paragraphs

I was doing homework under the willow tree, and suddenly I found that the sky had changed and the wind started. Quickly pack up the textbooks and homework books, and move the small table and small bench into the room. At this time, the wind picked up immediately, and the branches of the big trees swayed violently in the wind, and the branches were like wildly dancing whips, whistling and whipping in the air. Some dead branches and leaves rotated and fluttered in the wind, and fell one after another. The strong wind mixed with the cold rain falling on the ground. Looking up at the sky, I saw dark clouds rolling overhead, like thousands of troops, surging and galloping, rushing towards the south sky.

——Wang Bo's "Thunderstorm"

The storm chases the dark clouds, spits out lightning, shakes everything from the sea, from the mountains, from the sky and the earth, and comes... …

The storm stands in space, using its thunder to chop down the entire world, the boundless clouds, mountains and rivers...

The storm is giving orders: all false and bold Get away, little one! All that is dark and ugly, go away!

Then, the storm passed, the world was so clean, and we saw the red sun rising over the ground. We are all sitting on this wheel of fire...

——Ke Lan's "Zhaoxia Piccolo"

One day in August, the sun was shining brightly, and the mother and son were walking on the road where they could not see the settlement. As we walked, dark clouds appeared in the sky in the southwest, and dense rain darkened the sky and the earth. Looking from a distance, we could see the curtains woven by the rain's feet hanging from the sky to the ground in the southwest, which really looked like the legendary dragon's whiskers. The moist wind was blowing fiercely, and the rain clouds carrying thunder and lightning were blown over quickly.

——Zhou Libo's "Storm"

The rain swayed straight down from the clouds. It was slow and gentle at first. After a while, the rhythm accelerated and the force became more and more fierce. , turned into rain arrows shot at an angle, and then many daughter arrows were born from the mother arrow. The rain stars evolved into steaming mist, and the sky was all white, and it was difficult to separate the strands. At this time, I always feel that there are many skillful hands in the sky, quickly and neatly weaving a huge water curtain...

——Quartz "Rain in Wuyi Mountain"

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The wind was blowing, and black clouds suddenly covered the top of the head. The strong wind made the trees on the roadside roar. Lightning, like a crooked red train, moved in the air. With a deafening thunder, heavy rain fell from the sky.

——Cong Min's "New Bridge"

I remember a summer rain;--but was it still rain? --Those falling raindrops are so big and heavy. They fall in this palm garden. In this garden full of flowers and trees, the raindrops are so heavy. The branches, leaves, and flowers in the garden are rolled up into a ball, like lovers. The wreaths sent were then scattered entirely on the water. The creek carries pollen so that they can reproduce in the distance; the water is so turbid that it turns yellow. The fish in the pool were also shocked. You can hear the carp opening their mouths on the surface.

——(French) Gide's "Grain from the Ground"

The autumn rain fell on the ground. Thin raindrops weave a gray curtain between heaven and earth.

The horizon disappears. Brown-black clouds cling to the hills, the sky is very low, and the field of vision is only a very narrow circle...

——Lu Yao's "Thrilling Scene"

Today's Sha Rangda It's windy and rainy, the sky and the earth are white, and the grass and trees bow their heads. At five o'clock in the morning, I already felt that the morning glow was not a bright color, it was green and strangely red, and it was horribly sad! There are only eight hours left, and the storm is coming! Everyone walked into their houses from the corridor and pushed and closed the doors and windows with all their strength. In the vast whiteness, the mountains are invisible. The heavy rain penetrated the window screen, hit the glass directly, and splashed in through the gap in the window. The strong wind flowed down the ridge of the roof, causing the rain accumulated in the water hole to spray like a fountain. My worries were all blown away by this amazing wind and rain. In the monotonous life, there should be a big disruption. --I suddenly thought that if I were on the Yorkson boat at this time, there must be wonderful sights to see in the Pacific Ocean.

——Bing Xin's "For Young Readers--Newsletter Thirteen"

The wind roared, and the rain started to fall again, getting heavier and heavier. Thunder rumbled past. The strong wind and rain almost pushed the reeds into the water. The raindrops hit the lotus leaves, spinning like beads. The calm water surface had waves. The sky is connected to the water, the water is connected to the sky, and it is a vast area of ??mist.

——Yuan Jing's "New Sons and Daughters of Heroes"

Thick raindrops fell violently on the roof, and the dark sky seemed to collapse. Thunder, lightning, and violent winds seemed to engulf the entire universe.

——Luo Guangbin^ Yang Yiyan's "Red Rock"

Dr. McPhail looked at the continuous rain, which made him uneasy. The rain here does not fall gently on the ground like we do in the UK, but is frightening without mercy, making you feel the evil of the raw power of nature. Instead of pouring down, the rain seemed to have burst the dike. It was like a flood falling from the sky, hitting the corrugated iron roof continuously, driving people to the point of madness. It seemed that the rain would also be furious. Sometimes it makes you feel like you're going to scream if it doesn't stop. Then, you suddenly feel powerless, as if all the bones in your body have gone soft, and there is only distress and despair.

—— (British) Somerset Maugham's "Rain"

Because for a while, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the rainwater poured down so violently that nothing could be seen. This rain is simply not rain, but heaven opening its floodgates and pouring the torrents of the Tianhe River into the human world.

——(Bo) Sienkiewicz's "Fire and Sword" 5. Good words, sentences and paragraphs to describe rain

★Good words★:

Showers, showers, rain curtains, cold rain, drizzle, freezing rain, plum rain, silky rain, spring rain, overcast rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, drenching rain

Rain, misty rain, falling rain, falling rain, drenching rain

Heavy rain, heavy rain Heavy rain, heavy rain, continuous rain, rustling drizzle, pattering rain, clear sky, drizzle, silky spring rain, continuous autumn rain

Drizzle, thunderstorm, mountain rain, about to come, drizzle, drifting wind, drizzle Like a rapid arrow, the spring rain is like a misty rain

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The rain is like thousands of silver threads floating down from the 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.

Like mist-like rain, like rain-like mist, 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 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 mountains and green water, and the beads are shining brightly. There is also a sense of joy in the air. A fresh and moist scent.

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 everything was confused.

The autumn rain was like smoke and fog, 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, flying in the air.

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1. My favorite natural scenery is rain, drizzle to be precise. I remember it started from the first rain in August 1998 Well, there happened to be a power outage at home that day, so I sat in front of the window and started watching, listening to, and feeling the light rain. I was inspired to write a long article about my mood and feelings about the rain. The title seemed like It’s: Lonely rain, gradually. Every year when it rains for the first time in August, I sit in front of the window early. After watching the light rain and expressing my feelings, I just sit there all morning, or simply crawl in front of the window. I fell asleep listening to the sound of light rain, so I accumulated several articles about rain. The only difference I found was that my writing style was deteriorating, but my thoughts were maturing. Even the last article about rain was different from the first article. When comparing, I feel that I have been so stupid before, haha~ In fact, I have wanted to write an article about rain for a long time, but I forgot about it after being lazy a few times.

I loved rain when I was a child. At that time, in my hometown, there were rolling hills behind the house. Whenever it rained, countless streams would flow down from the top. I rolled up my trouser legs with my friends and chased each other along the muddy path in the rain. The laughter mixed with the rain formed a beautiful picture that was imprinted in my mind. At that time, even though we were in a terrible mess, we were inexplicably happy.

2. Just listen to the rain on the eaves of your hometown. Listening to the rain in a foreign hotel is fine. There are always people who remember the road we have traveled. I'm not sure if one day I go to other places to listen to the rain, or to listen to the rain under the United Nations, the rain will definitely have some feelings, won't it? ! While listening to the rain, the great river of time has become magnificent, flowing past my eyes, and my youth is far away on the other shore in an instant. When I think of "the deceased is like a husband", my heart trembles, and I listen with tears, listening to the unchanging waiting and pursuit of love and beauty deep in my life. If there is a more concrete picture in front of me, my painting should be that, on a starless and moonless night, a traveler struggling to find his way in the mountains and forests, looking forward to a bright flash of light in the sky, just for the inspiration of the eaves. Listen to the Rain

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Hope it is useful~~ 6. About rainy days Beautiful sentences

The rain falls from the sky to every corner. The raindrops look like crystal clear pearls, which is very beautiful.

Raindrops fall from the eaves, walls, and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column. The wind was blowing loudly and the rain was falling.

Looking closer, there is not even a soul on the street. The white flowers are all water, and it has become a flowing river, with countless water splashes vying to bloom on it; looking from a distance, the buildings and trees are all white. Vaguely. The wind carries the rain stars, as if searching for something on the ground, bumping randomly to the east and west.

As soon as the pedestrians found a shelter from the rain, the rain started to fall. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and soon it was like pouring water. Look at the rain in the sky, it really looked like a big waterfall! A gust of wind blows, and the rain, which is as dense as a waterfall, is blown away by the wind like smoke, fog, and dust.

Big raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water, and the water splashes were like small fountains. When the water splash fell on the ground, it turned into small bubbles. The small bubbles looked like small transparent hats.

It is really interesting to watch carefully the process of the raindrops turning into little hats! The rain is getting heavier, and a layer of white rain and mist splashes on the roofs and on the streets, like a misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew over, and the white gauze floated away, and the raindrops hit the stagnant water on the street, causing water splashes.

. Feelings in the rain It has been raining since last night, the patter of rain, the falling of rain. Originally, it should be very sentimental. But when I think of the rain-stained flowers and the red and fragrant flowers withering, I feel a little melancholy and even a little sad.

I know that there are countless people who love rain, and the articles about rain and rain are as vast as smoke. But I am also a person who loves rain. I have different feelings about rain, so I wrote about it. Rain, in the eyes of different people, has different scenery; just like the mountains and rivers in front of you, a thousand people have a thousand scenery.

Some people like rain, some hate it, some sigh, some are crazy about it, and they have different feelings. Rain is just like flowers, plants and trees. Whether it can become a scenery depends on people's mood.

No matter who sees it, the rain comes after a long drought, but it is beautiful; but when the rain falls, the dike breaks and the water floods, who is not upset by it? However, rain is rain. It does not come because you like it, nor does it go away because you dislike it. What's more, without experiencing wind and rain, you cannot see the beauty of the rainbow; without the clouds on a rainy day, there is no sunshine on a sunny day. brilliant. It is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and as someone who was born in the rainy south of the Yangtze River, I have to say that I am very familiar with the rain. It should be said that I should have turned a blind eye to it and been indifferent to it.

But I have a sense of surprise and novelty about rain. Every rainy day, I always love to wander in the rain, letting the sweet and pure rain sprinkle on my body and soak into my skin; it washes away the dust and darkness in my heart, making my mood clean and bright.

Rain is a gift from God, a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. If there was no rain, what would the world be like? The desert is spread all over, dust storms are raging, and sand is flying; there are no traces of birds, it is difficult to find the shadows of animals, and even a trace of green cannot be found, and life is disappearing here. How terrifying and terrible it would be. The four seasons of rain also vary according to different seasons and seasonal changes.

Chun Yu is regarded as the most beautiful and exquisite, just like the shy and coquettish singing of a young girl; Chun Yu is also the most loved by literati. Famous sentences such as "Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen", "The sky street is moistened silently by the gentle rain", "Apricot blossoms spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River", etc. are all praises to spring rain.

The dripping woman in "Rain Alley" probably came in the spring rain. The hottest one is Xia Yu. It is like a strong man sweating freely, with a hearty and joyful feeling; it comes fiercely and leaves quickly, and it is straightforward and never sloppy.

It not only irrigates the fields and moistens the seedlings, but also brings the slightest coolness to people in the scorching heat. People clearly understand its merits and demerits.

And the autumn rain with a hint of coolness has a different feeling in my heart. It is desolate and desolate, and it is very appropriate to say that it is the sigh of a resentful woman whose youth has passed away and her youth is gone.

"The evening rain sprinkles on the river to cleanse the autumn. The frost and wind are getting colder, and the Guanhe River is desolate. The remaining light shines on the building, and everything is gone.

Only the water of the Yangtze River is speechless. Flowing eastward." In the autumn rain, Liu Yong's mood was so desolate and helpless.

Li Yian also told her loneliness, sadness and sorrow in her "Autumn Love", "The sycamore trees also drizzled, and at dusk, bit by bit. This time, there is no word for sadness. have to!".

In fact, what does human joy, joy, anger, sorrow, and rain have to do with each other? Winter rain seems to be rare, and even fewer people like it. But I feel that it is like a few drops of clear tears shed by a strong man who broke his wrist without frowning and will never return. It has a kind of coldness, fortitude, tragedy and heroism.

It makes people feel some sincere respect. The glitz and bustle of the world, success and failure, require us to treat it with a normal heart, and the same is true for rain. Only by getting rid of impetuosity and being more calm can we appreciate its fun and poetry, and feel its subtlety and beauty.

As I write these words, the rain is still falling, and I can’t help but feel a little sad about spring. Unknowingly, spring has deepened, and summer has come silently. . Isn't this how youth grows old slowly, and dreams fade away quietly like this... 2. The children under the moonlight giggled, they jumped happily, and the little straw hats on their heads also jumped, The surrounding woods and rivers also danced.

The Moon Girl blushed, covered herself up, and smiled, her hidden heart must be dancing behind the clouds. God-given gold, God-given moonlight rain, from the top of the head to the feet, from the outside to the inside, from the bones to the soul, they are all golden, they are transparent, they are as pleasing to the eye as green and as cool as borneol.

The children stole some lotus leaves and used them to catch the golden elves. The elves rolled happily. The children should put the moonlight rain away and wait until next spring to plant it in the ground so that they can germinate, bloom, and produce trees full of moonlight rain. Then they will give these golden fruits to their friends and kindergarten teachers... ... Listening to the Rain on the Eaves "Essay" Every rainy season, I think of listening to the rain on the eaves, and there is a special sense of beauty. Although it is not like playing in the whirlpool of the river, rushing to the sea on the beach, or hiding in the alleys of the small town, there is also the gentle singing of the drizzle. The rain blows east and west.