Before the rain, there was a gust of wind, which dispersed the dark clouds, and then it began to thunder and lightning, and the wind was very strong.
Although the rain is heavy, the grass feels comfortable, just like someone has massaged it. The bark of the big tree seems to be about to be pierced by hundreds of holes by heavy rain. The heavy rain made the smiling flower sad, because its beautiful hair was knocked down by the rain and the animals in the forest hid.
Our human windows were also hit by the heavy rain. When we were sleeping, we heard this beautiful music, and our original sad mood immediately became happy.
After the heavy rain, the children all went to play in the mud pit. They chased and played happily in the light rain and had a good time. The light rain also stopped, and then a beautiful scenery-rainbow appeared. Because the rainbow is so beautiful, every parent and child took this wonderful moment with their mobile phones. When we look at the rainbow, we never imagined that all kinds of plants stood tall and straight after the rain, as if a soldier was guarding his post and did not move. Water turned into steam again, returned to the sky and turned into white clouds.
I wonder when it will rain again. Rainbow again? See that rain moistens everything? Playing in the mud again?
In my opinion, mom is the greatest mom in the world.
It was windy and raining heavily that day. When I arrived at school, I found that I forgot to bring my exercise book, so I had to call my mother and ask her to bring it to me. But my mother won't come in this weather. When I was about to return to work, I suddenly saw a figure bending over and riding a bike in the distance through the corridor glass. The figure became clearer and clearer. It's my mother!
I hurried downstairs to the gate. My mother was covered with mud, drenched by rain, and her hair had been blown out of order by the wind. My mother took her exercise book out of her arms. When I saw that my book was not wet at all, I read it intently again. This is not my exercise book. I didn't reach for it, and I didn't say it wasn't mine. I'm afraid my mother will be angry and dare not speak. When my mother saw me like this, she immediately realized that she had taken the wrong book and rushed into the rain again. Her figure quickly disappeared in the pouring rain.
Another time, it rained that day, and my mother came to pick me up from school. I came out of school and shared an umbrella with my mother. Because my mother came and went with the wind, and the rain hit my face like a steel nail. We walked very hard in the rain, and suddenly a strong wind blew the umbrella stagger, but where did you go? The umbrella is around me. When I got home, I was not wet at all, but my mother was soaked. Looking at my wet mother, my eyes are moist and my heart is infinitely moved.
Thank you, mom. I want to repay you when I grow up. You are the greatest mother in the world. My mother will always be the umbrella for our children. I love my mother.
In the morning, it's chilly outside and the sky is gloomy, as if it's going to rain. Unexpectedly, small raindrops began to fall in the air, and the hazy drizzle was tilted by the slight wind, as if the mysterious screen window was opened. After a while, the Mao Mao rain drew a screen on my window. I don't know why it rained harder and harder, and it became a necklace in the sky, but it was accidentally untied. The raindrops in the sky fall on plants, and all plants have glittering gems, although they are different in size. But all kinds of plants keep the rain beads intact.
The good times didn't last long. It's raining heavily, just like soybeans. At this time, the wind could not move, and the wind also blew away the pearls of the plants. Not only that, the rain was so rampant that many people started playing drums where they were holding umbrellas and patted my window, even though their concert was perfect.
When I just wanted to play, I didn't know where the wind came from and held this perfect concert in the rain. I didn't expect this concert to fascinate all kinds of plants, and I was shocked by the performance of shaking my head one by one.
This concert is really beautiful. Although it didn't rain forever, it still surprised me.
Four people have their own true feelings in the rain, and strangers can also help each other, leaving a warmth. My mother is such a person. On that rainy day, my mother's every move deeply touched me.
On that day, father-in-law Lei and mother-in-law Yu seemed particularly angry and it rained cats and dogs. In an instant, the underground was white and turned into the sea of Wang Yang. Such days make everyone unhappy, especially those who are trapped in the rain and under trees-a group of middle school students. But we primary school students are either playing mobile phones happily or taking a comfortable nap, while I am playing games happily.
Suddenly, my mother stared at the junior high school students hiding from the rain under the big tree. After a while, my mother walked towards them as if to do something. Seeing my mother's every move, I have doubts: my mother won't drive them away! How heartless! Forget it, I don't care that much. Let's continue to play games. As soon as I looked down, my mother said, "Son of a bitch, find me a dry towel quickly, do you hear me?" I looked up inexplicably, and my mother had invited them in for shelter from the rain. A sun rose in my heart and I thought: I didn't expect my mother's conscience to be discovered. I should lose my game in the future. Thinking of this and the tone of my mother's command, the sun in my heart was washed away by the heavy rain again, and I went into the room to get a towel in frustration.
Don't! It can't be that simple. My mother shouldn't be so nice. She doesn't want to charge, does she? After taking the towel, I continued to play with my mobile phone and pretended to be cold. Unexpectedly, my mother walked into the kitchen quickly and didn't know what to do. When she came out, wow, my mother was doing acrobatics! Three cups of tea in one hand, this is steaming ginger soup tea. I thought my mother was going to give it to me, and suddenly my heart warmed up. So, while playing with her mobile phone, she reached for it. God, she treated me like air, gave all the tea in her hand to junior high school students, and then talked and laughed with them. At this time, don't mention how complicated my mood is: do they have VIP cards? My mother treats them better than me and is so angry!
I've been struggling for a long time, and this is wrong! My mother used to take care of me like this when I had a cold. I didn't expect my mother to care so much, and my heart was filled with emotion, almost overflowing. After the rain stopped, the middle school students thanked them and left. ...
Although rainy days can make people unhappy, at that time, it made rainy days hang beautiful rainbows and bright sun, which was extremely warm.
Rain has different forms, sometimes heavy rain, sometimes rain in Mao Mao, giving people different feelings.
Spring rain falls from the sky like a transparent little star. Thin raindrops fell on the children, feeling very cool. Grass and flowers are moistened by rain, and they are full of vitality.
There are many typhoons in summer, often accompanied by downpours. No matter the people in the car or the people holding umbrellas, they will feel the power of rain. As soon as the heavy rain fell, the summer heat disappeared. Listening to the rain sounds like a lullaby, which makes people fall asleep quickly.
The autumn rain hits the maple red, and the maple leaves float in the air, forming a beautiful painting; The ears of rice in autumn are solid, and they bow their heads to accept the test of heavy rain. The rain looked around in the air, looking for a companion, and when it found it, it jumped into the pool, causing beautiful ripples.
The winter rain is like a needle, the wind is biting, and the raindrops hit me needle by needle, feeling cold and painful, as if being hit by broken ice. At this time, the rain is dancing ballet in the air wearing spikes. After the rain stopped, there appeared a beautiful rainbow that everyone had been waiting for for for a long time, as if indicating the coming of colorful spring.
I like rain, which creates many beautiful scenery, moistens the earth, brings vitality and makes the earth no longer lifeless.
It's raining. It's a romantic date for the couple. It is the passionate love of a couple; For me, it's just cold.
It's raining, and the whole world is very cold, which only makes me feel left out. Walking alone, I suddenly felt the rain dripping on my face, and a little bit of coolness slowly flowed all over my body. In this way, I walked slowly on the road in the dark and looked around. I suddenly found something. I was alone, without an umbrella, and I got caught in the rain alone on the road. People around me, men and women, are in droves, talking and laughing. It seems that I am the only one walking around stupidly, with no smile, no sadness and no emotion. I feel cold.
I just walked and watched, and the cold street lamp looked at me as if making fun of me; Ruthless people looked at me as if laughing at me; Only it, the puppy, stopped in front of my eyes and looked at me as if we were both suffering the same ridicule and contempt. I squatted down to pick it up. It escaped and immediately ran to the man in the distance. The girl took it and left my sight. I realized that the puppy was not laughed at in the same way. It just looked at me mercilessly and coldly, nothing else, and then ran away from me coldly. I feel cold.
Walking alone, facing the street lamp without temperature and those heartless people, my heart is raining, my eyes are raining, mixed with tears of God, my heart is cold, my whole body is cold, and I really feel that kind of indifference.
Open the picture book of memory, and my past experiences emerge one by one. I walked along this familiar path and remembered a scene in the rain that night.
I was just in the third grade that year, and my parents asked me to go to school and go home by myself every day in order to exercise my independence. "No, I don't want to go back by myself. Why don't you pick me up when you have time? " That morning, I yelled at my parents again "Children, the children of the neighbors go home by themselves in the second grade, and you are in the third grade." What is this difficulty? Mother said earnestly. "
Then, I angrily picked up my schoolbag and ran out, vowing never to talk to them again. When I entered the school, my classmates were chattering about their parents, which made me deeply hit and I sat in the corner of the classroom in obscurity without saying a word.
In class, I, who used to be very active in class, also became listless, just looking forward to seeing my parents and seeing them riding that familiar bike. When the third bell rang, the students ran out of the classroom cheering and were picked up by their parents waiting outside the classroom. Seeing that one classmate was borrowed, my mood became very depressed. At this time, it began to rain heavily outside, and my mood suddenly dropped to freezing point. I thought, if you don't pick me up, I'll go by myself, but on second thought, will there be monsters that eat people? Just when I hesitated, I chose to go forward bravely and walk on the wet road. There are only a few sparse people. At this time, it is raining harder and harder. I always felt that someone was following me, so I stepped up my pace. Finally, I saw hope and rushed into the room panting. At this time, my mother asked anxiously, "Are you all right, son? Have you seen your father?" He said he would come to pick you up! Suddenly, the door opened and a tall figure stood before me. His hair and clothes were soaked to the skin. He is my father! I instantly understood that he protected me on the road in obscurity every day for my self-reliance, and still does today. I hugged him with tears, and all the confusion before turned into gratitude. You taught me to be self-reliant and be a self-reliant person.
Close the photo album and recall the rainy night. I grew up from an ignorant teenager to an independent walker. My parents forced me to change and let me know how to be strong.