The stormy primary school composition 1 Yesterday afternoon, I felt the wind and rain in the hot summer, but I felt more charming, lively and gentle in the summer rain!
At three o'clock in the afternoon, it was getting dark. As soon as the weather changed, strong winds came, one after another, slapping camphor trees in a panic. Pedestrians on the road were blinded by the strong winds and their hurried steps gradually slowed down. Walking in the street, I said happily, "It's great that a storm is coming!" "Just say that finish, with some hot rain came down. The rain seemed like dense needles, which penetrated my clothes and my flesh. What it feels is not pain or paralysis, but a refreshing and cold. The wind blows, the branches sway even more, the electric car shakes, and the rain shakes. With the direction of the strong wind, the rain is stronger, bigger, farther, denser and more sparkling.
People in the rainstorm ran as fast as they could to the nearest eaves to hide from the rain, and just now they shouted "Cool! Cool! Cool! " I also quickly hid under the eaves. It's raining harder, harder, and denser. When it landed quickly, it caused waves of fog to rise on the ground, only to see the fog rising slowly, just like a fairy tale, which gave people a wonderful illusion.
Naughty and unreasonable children regard this storm as a natural and harmless headless bath time. Their loud frolic sound became the lead singer of the concert in the rain, accompanied by the sound of heavy rain.
Rainstorm is not as gentle and quiet as fog in spring, as silent as snow in winter, as strong and noisy as wind in winter, and as dazzling as sunshine. She is like a doll singing beautiful and cheerful songs, happily helping people to water everywhere to avoid drought. Suddenly, I seem to see the rain dolls hovering and dancing in the sky. It was so cheerful, lively and wonderful that my friends and I sang and danced in the rain.
After a while, the rain gradually subsided. The adults ran back happily, leaving only the children to play. Children all like the liveliness and cheerfulness of rain. They all like to make it rain and sing and dance with the rain doll.
Me too. I like the liveliness of rain, the cheerfulness of rain, singing and dancing with rain dolls, and the feeling of being caught in the rain. I also began to like Gorky's sentence: "Let the storm come more violently!"
The stormy primary school composition 2 Summer afternoon, the leaves on the tree hang their heads, and cicadas keep calling: "It's so hot, so hot!" " "People wipe the sweat on their heads from time to time. The puppies drooped their tongues. A drop of water fell on the asphalt road and disappeared without a trace. Everyone hid in the air-conditioned room and refused to come out. ...
After a while, the wind blew up the dust and dead branches on the ground. Some tiny branches and leaves snapped, and a flash of lightning cut through the sky, like cutting a dark waterfall. "Booming" thunder resounded through the sky, making people tremble with fear. Beaded raindrops crackled on the window as if playing a beautiful piece of music. Raindrops as big as beans fell on the road, splashing beautiful water. Looking out the window, I can't see anything clearly. The earth is covered with a layer of water mist, as if it were covered with a layer of white gauze. Trees, flowers and grass danced happily in the thunderstorm to welcome the arrival of the thunderstorm.
The storm swept the whole land. Half an hour passed, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and flowers, grass, trees and wood were refreshed again. In the pond, small fish and shrimps stick their heads out to breathe fresh air.
The stormy primary school composition 3 In hot summer, I like to sit in the chair of the cattail leaf fan to enjoy the cool. Maybe it's the quality of air conditioning. I always make a buzzing sound at work, which makes me upset, so it's really too hot to enter the room.
The weather forecast says there have been thunderstorms recently, but it hasn't rained, but the lack of electricity can't change it. The power went out again. When I went out, the dog gasped silently at the door, and the cicada in the tree kept barking. Wherever I go, I feel hot. I hope there will be a cool breeze to make me comfortable.
Suddenly, it was dark. Mosquitoes that disappear during the day buzz and sting. I slapped the mosquito, but it ran away quickly. For some reason, the dog barked. Are you disturbed by mosquitoes?
It's getting dark. The rain thumped on the ground and began to smoke. After a while, it fell to the ground. I hurried back to the house, and the curtains were blown by the wind. I quickly closed the window.
"Boom" and "boom" thunder sounded. It's dark outside and there is no light in the room. A flash of lightning pierced the sky and shook the mountains with a bang, as if the house were about to collapse. My heart was pounding and I couldn't help shouting, "My God!" "
After a while, the wind stopped, the rain stopped and the sun came out. I ran outside again, and the water drops on the eaves were still dripping. How cool!
One day, I was reading at home. Suddenly, it was dark. I know it is going to rain. After a while, the wind whistled and blew the tree from side to side. It seems very painful. The rustling of leaves is like saying, "Xifeng, stop blowing, I am in pain!" " Sister Ke Feng, ignore it and continue to do your own thing. Thunder rumbled and Buddha was playing drums. Passers-by made "scratching" footsteps, some hurried home, some didn't catch a cold in the rain, and some might rush home to collect clothes hanging on the balcony. The voice of the car "toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot
After a while, it fell with a "click" and hit the dusty ground like a bean, splashing one after another. In the blink of an eye, the rain poured down. Like knocking a hole in the Tianhe River, the thunder was deafening, and grandma's lightning split a white flash in the sky. Baby Xiaoyu is dancing happily. After a while, the rain gradually became smaller, and the sound of "tick-tock" rain was really nice.
Finally, after the rain cleared, birds were chirping in the branches, and people were laughing and cheering: "The rain finally stopped." This symphony has come to a successful conclusion. How beautiful this symphony is!
Everything in summer always seems to come so suddenly, just like a storm.
Every summer, God often flies into a rage. Although I live in a city with many high-rise buildings, I have never experienced the feeling of "the rain is coming and the wind is full of buildings" in the countryside, but I have experienced the feeling of "the dark clouds are crushing the city".
That afternoon, as soon as I sent my piano teacher away, I felt something was wrong. It was still sunny in the morning, but now, more and more white clouds are gathering, which instantly covers the smiling face of the sun. An endless black cumulonimbus cloud is moving at a speed that seems to break through everything.
A storm is coming, so I must put the clothes hanging on the balcony in before the storm comes. At this moment, I seem to be racing against the storm, and every minute counts.
I quickly put on my coat, opened the glass door and put away my clothes one by one with a clothesline.
The wind is blowing outside, like the end of the world: the trees on the roadside are rickety and the people on the street are in a hurry; Every household is busy closing doors and windows, packing clothes and quilts to dry; Even the cars on the road are running at full speed. The storm will continue in the future, and there is a kind of humidity in the air that cannot be described in words.
After I packed my clothes and moved the flowerpot, it began to rain outside the window. But I know that this is just a prelude to the "dance", which is a dance that implies great life in great silence, and the invisible dancers gradually show their embryonic form in the rolling dark clouds. Not long after, when I closed the last window, the raindrops as big as peas began to ring.
After only a few tens of seconds, the dark clouds are getting lower and lower, just like a huge black pot tightly holding the whole land, and the color has gradually changed from the initial gray-black to dark black. I looked up at the clock on the wall. It's only half past three in the afternoon.
Then, a flash of lightning and a thunderbolt, like a sword, tried to split heaven and earth in half. After the thunderbolt, there seems to be a giant walking wildly on the dark clouds, and the rolling sound seems to drown everything. The thunder is getting louder and louder, and more and more unwilling to let go. Continuous lightning makes people shudder. The huge and solid canopy was torn open, and the water in the sky poured down like a bamboo tube. That kind of pouring is simply an injection to avenge blood, just like the sound of a bullet leaving the chamber, which is densely connected into a whole and seems to engulf the whole world.
Seeing such a thrilling storm outside the window, I don't know why, but I don't feel so scared. In the past, I was always the first to jump on the bed, cover myself with a quilt and wait in fear. But now, even if the window is creaked by the strong wind, I am as steady as Mount Tai. Because, compared with the storm in life, this natural storm is so insignificant. Storms in life come all at once without warning, and they are more difficult and painful than lightning and thunder. Only by bravely facing, challenging fate and challenging yourself can we see a sunny tomorrow.
Thinking, the storm has weakened and finally stopped. The blue sky is calm again: the sun is smiling, birds are flying in the branches ... just like the end of a poem, the end of an article, the last movement of a piece of music, the overwhelming storm weather has turned into a sunny day. The memorable ending is beautiful, which can only be realized with a beautiful heart.
After the baptism of the storm, everything seems to have passed. The past will be remembered forever.
It's sultry today, and the sun is burning the earth like a fireball, flying over the earth like an oven. Put an egg on the ground and it will be cooked soon. The flowers lost their fragrance, the grass turned yellow, the trees felt dejected and the leaves rolled up feebly. Cicada also squeaked, as if to say, "It's so hot, give me water." The puppy also sticks out its tongue. Stepping on the asphalt is like stepping on a sponge. People hope it will rain heavily.
Monkey Sun's face-it keeps changing, and it suddenly gets dark. There are several dark clouds floating over, and there are more and more dark clouds. Soon, a flash of lightning fell from the sky, like an electric snake, and people quickly ran to the house. A gust of wind blew the flowers and grass to the left and right. Father ray also came to join us. He picked up the big drum that he hadn't played for years and played it loudly. The sound of "rumbling" is earth-shattering, which makes people feel sad, as if the earth is about to crack a big hole.
In a short time, the storm revealed its false face, and water droplets the size of beans fell on the eaves, as if playing a cheerful music; Rain falls on the river, and the river spits bubbles playfully; Raindrops fell on the leaves, and the leaves danced "salsa dance" happily, as if welcoming the arrival of raindrops.
The smaller the rain, the bigger it is. Storms show their true colors, and strong winds also bring heavy rain. The combination of strong wind and heavy rain became a storm. Rain falls in front of the house, just like a curtain of rain, flowers and grass sway from side to side, and trees seem to be uprooted soon.
Half an hour after the rainstorm, we rolled the curtain and left, and the water in the reservoir rose by more than 30 feet. A rainbow bridge was set up in the sky.
In the evening, black spots appeared in the distant sky, just like a drop of ink in a glass of white milk. Gradually, the white clouds in the distance are swallowed up faster and faster, and the Kuroshio is threatening and has invaded the sky above me. But at this moment, the Kuroshio made it surge again, and it couldn't move to the east one step.
He rolled, jumped and changed a lot, just like Cao Song wrote, "One day in Wanzhou, the site is forgotten." At this time, the west was completely dark, including the city under his feet, and it was shrouded in a shadow. In the east, the blue sky, white clouds floating leisurely, black and white. The black army seems to know that it has nothing to do with him, but it is not reconciled, so it has to vent on people in western cities. The black army became more and more dense, shouting shocking slogans, and then dazzling lights lit up in the army, just like a military order. Wow, thousands of glittering and translucent water drops from Qian Qian poured into the city, hitting cars, windows and concrete floors, tinkling like a fast-paced note. People in the street, some holding their heads, some simply running in the rain, wiping the rain from their foreheads with their hands and drilling under the eaves. Footsteps gradually changed from "pattering" to "piling up like a mountain" At first, the splash was granular, and then it was beach after beach. No, it turned into a "wave". Cars stopped next to each other and kept honking their horns. It rained heavily, and the wiper brushed the next layer, and the other layer kept cutting like a waterfall, and it poured down again, making my eyes dizzy.
After a long time, the road passed, and the child ran into the street with a scolding, jumping up and catching the raindrops with his hands, which should be rain. After a while, I arranged my hair by hand. The wind is blowing, and look at the clouds in the sky. They are no longer dark, the clouds are gone, and the rainbow hangs in the distant sky. Birds are chirping in the branches, and the city is bustling again.
The cloud has gone, the heart has gone, and it has widened. There is still a long way ahead. If you relax and look down on everything, there is nothing to worry about.
Fengyu Primary School Composition 8 Hello everyone! My name is Storm. Perhaps, in your human eyes, I am a bad person who destroys crops and does evil. But I meant no harm before. You let me show up.
At first, I was a small raindrop, so small that you didn't care at all. I asked my brothers to nourish the land for you and prevent the soil from being dry; Wash away the dust on the earth and let you breathe fresh air! However, because you humans don't know how to give back the natural resources that Mother Earth has given you, you even pollute the air by releasing toxic gases at will. Regardless of the colorful sewage discharged into the crystal clear river, those lovely small fish and shrimps will be extinct. Seeing this, I am disappointed in your mother earth. Unscrupulous dark clouds gather together to form a "wall" that "blocks the sun". I couldn't bear it any longer, so I joined the dark clouds with my brothers.
We turned into a storm, destroying several acres of land and knocking down the vegetables and fruits planted by farmers one by one ... I wanted to bring you some lessons, but I didn't expect you to repent and still pollute the land under your feet and the blue sky above you. We continue to destroy the earth day and night. Finally, some people began to call for the protection of the earth and made some practical actions. This makes me feel very gratified: it turns out that there are still people in this world who love this earth, and I can't let Mother Earth down. I told my brothers to spread out and be happy raindrops.
Now, I want to tell you: "it is everyone's responsibility to protect the earth!" " "If you really want to restore the original appearance of the earth, you should plant more trees, save more and be more environmentally friendly. Have the determination to protect the earth. Because all the resources on the earth are limited, once lost, it is impossible to have ... to protect the earth, and we can't find a second "earth" ...
A stormy primary school composition 9 One afternoon in June, the sky was blue and white clouds were blooming. In such fine weather, I rolled on the grass not far from home. It's just that God always envies you for doing well. In a short time, countless dark clouds floated up, blocking the light of the sun, and the sky suddenly became gloomy. In a short time, the rain came down.
At first, it was a Mao Mao rain in Mao Mao. It was very cool and fell on the leaves without any sound. Then it began to rain heavily, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the leaves, making a crackling sound, and then the rain got out of hand. At that time, my ears were full of rain.
Heavy raindrops hit the water, splashing many beautiful splashes and wetting the shoes and pants of pedestrians. After a while, the wind came again. This is the real storm! Strong winds mixed with raindrops kept hitting the ground. The plants on the ground are full of juice.
What a heavy rain!
Fengyu Primary School Composition 10 Hello everyone! My name is Wang.
I think everyone must have their own wishes, so I'll just talk about mine.
My wish is to be an astronaut when I grow up. Because astronauts can go to the universe, explore the mysteries of the universe and know what other planets are in space. Now I know the names of some planets, such as Earth, Moon, Sun, Mercury, Mars and Venus. ...
I want to be an astronaut because the teacher said in class that there are still many unsolved mysteries about the sun and the moon waiting for us to explore. I am interested in some questions mentioned in the article, such as: Is the moon older or younger than the earth? Is the volcanic activity of the moon later or earlier than that of the earth? Is the dust on the moon really bactericidal ... I think, when I grow up, I must explore the answers to these questions, and I will explore all the secrets of the universe. I think this is what astronauts should do. In addition, I also want to write some articles about the mysteries of the universe for children, so that the next generation of children are also interested in the universe, become astronauts, explore the secrets we have not discovered, and let them be passed down from generation to generation.
Now I will study hard and try to make my wish come true as soon as possible.