To celebrate the arrival of spring, Miss Chun sent out many invitations and invited her good friends to her party. No, Sister Chun Yu came to earth as soon as she received Miss Chun's invitation.
Listen, "Ding-dong Ding-dong", this is a beautiful song from Sister Chunyu's voice, which awakens withered flowers and trees, hibernating animals and mother earth. The spring rain is as fine as a needle tip, intertwined and sprinkled on the earth, nourishing everything.
The spring rain is still falling, and the crisp song is getting louder and louder. You see, the spring rain is like a string of pearls with broken lines.
Raindrops fell gently on the flowers, and the flowers smiled comfortably and brightly. Moistened by the spring rain, red, yellow, purple and white flowers are more vivid and beautiful. A pearl-like raindrop on the petals seems to be a beautiful jewelry given to the flowers by the spring rain. The flowers nod and smile in the drizzle, as if thanking the spring rain.
The spring rain caressed the grass again, and the grass enjoyed the bath comfortably and turned green. Urged by the spring rain, they grew up hand in hand.
Look, the willows are happily tidying their braids! Braids are spotless by the spring rain, like jade. The willow waved its braid in the rain as if thanking the spring rain.
"sasha vujacic ..." The spring rain is still coming. Looking at the spring rain that moistens everything, I seem to see the fields.
In the field, crops are sucking the dew of spring to their heart's content. I seem to see the crops grow taller, greener and more energetic after the baptism of spring rain.
I seem to see the smiling faces of farmers' uncles, as if telling us that this year will be another bumper year! The rain gradually stopped, and a green world came into my eyes: the grass was green, standing together; Willow trees combed their freshly washed hair in the breeze. They smiled and looked happy. Looking at the beautiful world in front of me, I can't help reciting a poem: Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
2. The composition "Spring Rain" is about 200 words:
"lixi Li, Li" is as expensive as oil, and the spring rain falls on the earth. The fine spring rain is fluttering, and the peach blossoms in the orchard are red; Sprinkle on the treetops to dye green willow buds; Fall in the fields to nourish crops; Fall on the pond to wake the frog ... Green the willows by the river and red the apricot flowers. In an instant, raindrops fell from the sky like thousands of soldiers. It falls on the pink petals of morning glory and rolls like thousands of colorful gems. Raindrops fall on the pond, and the calm pond ripples. Looking at the raindrops carefully, I can see that the raindrops are scattered, gathered, retreating, retreating and advancing. It is so unpredictable that even the most talented painter can't draw it! Look, how beautiful the azaleas are! The blooming petals crowded together and danced like a colorful girl. Flowers in bud are colorful, some swaying in the wind, some shy. A large disc-like leaf is green and flawless, and the water drops are more transparent than pearls rolling on it, making the azaleas more charming and moving. Look at the hungry willows, they are greedily sucking the dew of spring. Countless willow branches that seem to be decorated with emeralds droop like soft ribbons. These naughty willow dolls float around freely, just like a group of carefree little angels. Countless small drops of water fell on the willow with Ana stretched out, as if to put a crystal coat on the willow, which was particularly touching. Look at the pink peach blossoms, one by one, blooming all over the branches. They are like groups of urchins, scrambling to let people see their gorgeous charm. Water drops make peach blossoms look beautiful and make people feel relaxed and happy. After the spring rain, the campus is more vibrant. Let a hundred flowers blossom and start to compete again; The weak and tenacious grass was straightened by the spring rain; Beautiful azaleas opened a more brilliant smiling face; The greedy willow tree looks more enchanting and charming; Pink peach blossoms are even more shy ...
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3. Write a short essay about' Spring Rain', about 200 words. Today, the spring rain quietly came to our world, and soon it fell, making a rustling sound.
Spring rain, it is a precious "treasure" of spring; It flies to the earth like a thin embroidery needle; Wash high-rise buildings, trees and houses, and the mountains on the horizon, all clean and spotless.
After the rain, the grass just sticking out its head is full of vitality after being moistened by the spring rain. The trees have sprouted. The original "clothes" have long since disappeared, and now they are like jade. Flowers paint raindrops on the buds, making them more colorful, delicate and lovely.
Spring rain, like cow hair, like flashing gold and silver jewelry, is fascinating.
Ah! Picturesque spring rain, I love you!
4. Write a 200-word composition describing the spring rain, its characteristics and appearance.
I like rain, especially in Mao Mao in spring.
"Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." How well Du Fu wrote this poem! Yes, after the severe winter, the spring rain came quietly to the world like smoke. He urged the earth to wake up, and he added vitality to spring. Whenever this time, I like to walk in the rain and enjoy the beautiful patterns woven by the fine spring rain.
Look! The drizzle covered the earth like smoke and gauze, making it look picturesque. The drizzle moistens the willow, which wakes up, softens its branches and spits out buds as big as rice grains; The breeze blows the Buddha statue, swaying gently, like a group of fairies in gauze skirts dancing. As if someone was directing, the birds flapped their wings, released their voices on the willow branches and sang the praises of spring happily. Yingchun couldn't help laughing, and the green grass wet by the rain was not to be outdone. She shook herself off the ground and put a furry green dress on it. Ah! How beautiful! This tree, this flower and this grass constitute a beautiful picture that only the spring rain can describe!
Look! The children were also attracted, waving red, sky blue and crimson umbrellas in the spring rain, so many, so beautiful ... There is a man with glasses among the children-isn't that our teacher? Ah! Teacher, isn't the spring rain your incarnation? Aren't you selflessly watering the flowers of the motherland like spring rain? 2. The spring rain is falling outside the window, and my mother asked me to buy a bottle of vinegar. So I went out with an umbrella.
The spring rain is still so tight and unhurried. It's like the tip of the needle facing the wheat awn, and the rain drops from the air, which seems to cover the world with a transparent gauze, making everything look hazy, as if being in a dreamlike fairy tale world.
I simply put away my umbrella and walked in this continuous spring rain. A spring breeze with a little warmth blew over, and the spring breeze and spring rain immediately merged into one. I don't know whether it is the spring breeze or the spring rain. In a word, it gives people a feeling of spring and relaxation.
Inadvertently, I saw some wild flowers and a meadow in the corner, enjoying the spring rain. You see, this originally sparse grass, after the baptism of spring rain, has become particularly lush and green; After the spring rain, this beautiful flower became more delicate and charming. At this time, I can't help but think of Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
People often say that "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". With the nourishment of spring rain, I believe that the fields in autumn will present fruitful and gratifying harvest scenes.
5. Write a short essay of less than 200 words on the topic of "Spring Rain", using at least one rhetorical device.
I like rain. The lingering of spring rain and the rustling of autumn rain, especially in rainy summer, are so magnificent and shocking that dark clouds roll, thunder and lightning, wind and rain come and go from time to time. This feeling is indescribable and unparalleled.
In fact, the most beautiful thing is the spring rain. The breeze carries the light rain in Mao Mao, and the willow branches and leaves are misty and full of infinite poetry. The drizzle is like a graceful girl, dancing gently with a gentle waist, brushing your black hair and kissing your cheek. It is so gentle, gentle. Spring rain is as expensive as oil. It nourishes everything on the earth, just like a warm and peaceful mother. A calm mood will not surge into fanaticism.
Autumn rain always gives people a coolness, but it is the desolation that kills everything. It seems to be the calm that should be after the surge of * * *, perhaps the rest after fatigue, and the time to accumulate strength to show yourself again. There is a kind of hope, a kind of expectation full of * * *.
I long for the summer rain. The summer sky is like a child's face. It changes whatever you say. Wind and rain came, thunder and lightning, rain poured down like notes, and the whole world was dark. The trees are swaying in the strong wind, and everything disappears in the rainstorm ... After a strong venting, there will always be beautiful and colorful rainbows on the horizon, just like the bright spots in life.
I like running in the storm. Let the huge raindrops hit the body, wash the cheeks, soak every pore of the whole body, let the rain flow around like a river, and let the thirsty skin greedily feel the intensity of raindrops. Open your arms heartily, face the storm and let out a cry that goes deep into your heart and lungs. At this time, the mood is so excited, so surging, completely dissolved into the madness of the storm! Standing in the rain, I am proud of the four fields, as if heaven and earth were the only one!
Life is like rain, spring rain is gentle, summer rain is unrestrained, and autumn rain grows.
6. Spring rain in the third grade of primary school 200-word composition Spring is the season when everything recovers, and spring rain is an indispensable messenger in this season.
Under the escort of spring rain, spring quietly came to the world. The earth opened its mouth wide and drank the sweet rain.
The spring rain came to the mountains to bathe the flowers and trees and wash away the winter dust. When the sun shines, the small drops of water on the leaves shine like stars.
The spring rain fell in the wheat field, and the wheat seedlings drank the sweet rain, and the yellow face suddenly turned green. The spring rain fell on the willow, and the willow sprouted.
The spring rain fell on the peach tree, and the peach tree blossomed.
Wherever the spring rain goes, it is full of vitality. Just like a poem written by Du Fu: Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.