Write a scene after the rain in 30 words with a dynamic description?

1. After the rain, the earth eliminated its heat, put on a cool coat, and the plants sucked up sufficient nutrients and reopened their smiling faces, and a group of colorful bridges were erected in the sky.

2. The surface of the river is sparkling, and the lotus leaves are full of water droplets, which sparkle in the sun, like crystal clear pearls swinging on the jade plate; The lotus flowers bloom in the dense lotus leaves, sucking the energy of nature;

The little frog used the lotus leaf as a trampoline.

Dancing and shouting on it for a while, singing and laughing for a while; Small fish.

Using the lotus leaf as an umbrella and playing happily underwater, everything is so wonderful.

1.The sky after the rain is particularly dazzling, and some rainbows are waving in the sky, and the birds are also on the branches, chirping as if they are singing, and the air presents a fresh smell, so beautiful!

2.After the rain, the air smells of earth, everything looks like it has been washed, the leaves are greener, and the flowers are more vibrant. Everything has taken on a new look.

3.The sky after the rain is clearer, and the woods on the side of the road are verdant. Everything seems to have gone through this baptism and become doubly dazzling.

4.After the rain, puddles of water have accumulated on the ground, which looks particularly lovely against the sky, and there are small ripples from time to time.

5.After the rain, the sun smiled again, and a beautiful rainbow appeared in the clear blue sky.

The scenery is exquisite after the rain, and if you look closely, you will definitely see a lot of the beauty of nature. The green leaves, the fresh air, the chirping birds, stepping on the stagnant water on the road, the water splashed, the splash was like a little elf, jumping into the puddle and disappearing. If you enjoy nature after the rain, you will definitely have a different harvest.

After the rain, the white clouds like fish scales gradually dissipated, and the blue of the canopy faded a little. Only the bright moon, which looked like a silver platter, continued its voyage peacefully. 2. The lightning flashed, the thunder struck, the wind swept the clouds, the rain rode the wind, the whole.

The fish-scale white clouds gradually dissipated, and the blue of the canopy faded a little. Only the bright moon, which looked like a silver platter, continued its voyage peacefully.

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The birds are no longer singing merrily, so they should rest well and prepare for tomorrow's singing; The dragonfly flew low, seemed to be too tired to fly, looking for a resting spot; The little bee stopped flying, and after a long hard work, it was about to return to send the nectar it had collected back to its home.

At this time, I saw that the pedestrians seemed to be walking faster, as if something was going to happen. Suddenly, a drop of rain fell on my nose, huh? What about the water?

Is it going to rain? That little raindrop turned into a continuous raindrop, I hurried home to see, the sky seemed to be dressed in a light veil, I looked closely, it turned out to be raindrops!

Tick Tick – Tick Tick "The continuous rain turned into a downpour, and the bean-sized rain fell from the sky and fell on the houses, the trees, the grass, ......Listen, "boom-boom" lightning rushed down, and I was terrified.

After the rain, I saw that there were puddles everywhere on the ground, some children put on rain boots and jumped up puddles, the trees became taller and more colorful, the grass was greener, the air became fresher, and the scenery after the rain was more beautiful.

When the thunderstorm comes, it is swift, like a fierce dragon pounced! Some of the bean-sized rain hit the ground and splashed a small splash. A miserable white thunderbolt struck, the sky suddenly brightened, and the white "dragon" only appeared for a moment, and as the sky also darkened, everything returned to the previous time.

It's like throwing a stone into a calm lake, splashing in all directions! In the end, however, calm was restored.

Will shooting the rain hit lightning?

The rain fell, and the dry branches of the trees took on a pale green color, and the rain dripped down the tips of the trees, turning into strings of watery notes. The ground is also much wetter, giving off a refreshing aroma. The grass also crept out of the ground and began to weave a green carpet.

The spring rain is falling, and it is gently awakening the earth, quietly taking away the cold, and slowly soothing the wounds of the harsh winter on the trees. The spring rain washed away the remnants of winter, and all things woke up under the caress of the spring breeze and grew under the moisture of the spring rain.

The love is deep and the rain is drenched, and the rain drifts through the air, leaving behind big trees, flowers, and grass.

1. The rain began to be like a bead with a broken thread, and the air seemed to be thrown by gods and demons, scattering thousands of needles and thousands of threads from the gray clouds, and gradually sewing the heavens and the earth slowly, as if the heaven and earth were hung with an incomparably wide bead curtain, falling on the ground drop by drop, the rain became a stream, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the thunder became louder and louder, looking out the window, the trees and houses could not be seen clearly, and the rain pillars were like rows of sharp arrows shooting to the ground, Gradually the thunder became smaller, the rain was quieter, the houses and trees were seen clearly, and the trees were washed clean. The branches and leaves are as green as jade, the house seems to have taken a bath, although the rain is light, but you can still hear the sound of running water;

2. In the early morning of spring when there is rain in the town, leisurely holding an oil-paper umbrella, strolling on the field, where the air is fresh and humid, drizzling, like weaving

One day, I was doing my homework at home. Suddenly, it became dark, and people felt very stuffy, and the people came through the air, and the spiders weaved vertical webs, and the ants began to move, and the small fish jumped around in the water, and the frogs croaked. At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the trees shook in the wind, and the branches were like whips dancing wildly, whistling and whistling, and some dead branches and leaves fell one after another.

The thick dark clouds in the sky rolled in like waves rolling over the mountains and seas. The storm was coming, and suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a "boom" thunder. Suddenly, the bean-like rain roared like a flood of the Heavenly River bursting its banks.

Adults and children are like fish struggling in the water, carts and cars are like boats shuttling in the water, and the rain enters the small puddles from the tiles, splashing one after another.

Gradually, the wind stopped, the fish lived, the streets seemed to have been washed, and the air was exceptionally fresh and comforting.

1. The streets are raining heavily, and the raindrops falling from the sky seem to never end. Heavy raindrops splashed in some puddles, casting a light mist over the ground. The earth is still wailing, the sky is still crying, and the once shining sun has disappeared into the gray sky.

Everything here seems to have lost its temperature, the heavy rain is mercilessly covering everything, the space is hoarse and sentimental, crying, but there is still no sound.

The distant sky had lost its evening glow, the cold wind howled across the uninhabited streets, and the air was still, forever losing its usual warmth.

2. [There is a long point here] The fierce cold wind slowly blew the dark clouds in the distance, the warm sunlight collected by the sun, the air was filled with a cold breath, the earth was whistling, the dust was raised high by the wind, in the dark dark clouds, after the electric flash, then a string of thunder struck, and the sparse raindrops took the lead in kissing the earth, and then, the downpour began to wash the mother earth. The dust rising from the ground seemed to be dirt in her hair, and the dirt was easily swept away by the rain child, leaving no trace.

The walls of the city's high-rise buildings were contaminated with sand and dust blown in for several days, and the sand and dust attached to the wall was originally heavy and firm, but it was also stripped off from the wall by the heavy raindrops, and the walls of the high-rise buildings were washed clean by the rain after a while, and the tile wall once again had its original bright appearance. The tiles on the low houses in the suburbs, washed by the rain, and the grooves like a clear spring, slowly falling from the eaves, splashing in the puddles, the sound of ticking never stopped. The rain washes the ponchos on the pedestrians and washes everyone's hearts.

Beside the streets, the dusty trees were lush and green washed by the rain, the green grass poked its head out, and the moist soil became sticky. The heavy rain was coming to an end, and the drizzle was falling slowly, and the cars running on the streets splashed the water in the puddles high, and pedestrians walked the streets with umbrellas and ponchos.

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Dark clouds roll, thunder roars, ants move, swallows fly low, pedestrians on the road speed up, and the whole city gives a feeling of oppression. This is the beginning, and you can think about it later.

It came suddenly—followed by the wet mountain wind, followed by the light wisps of clouds and mist, and the rain came softly and quietly......

First I heard its voice, coming from far away in the mountains and forests, from the very high slopes

Shalala, Shalala......

Like a wordless ballad, magically floated up from all directions, and gradually became clearer, louder, from far to near, from far to ......near, from far to near

In the sound of rain, I remembered Li Shangyin's poem: "Chic and back to Ting, slightly over the short pavilion." The air is cool and the bamboo is moved first, and the point is fine and not opened.

Slightly high swallow, sparse firefly ......"It's like writing about how I feel at the moment. The rain has turned every rock, every leaf, and every green grass in this mountain into a wonderful key, and the fluttering rain is a myriad of light and soft fingers, playing one elegant and more fantastical little song ......This song should only be in the sky "Heh!

The rain changed the color of the mountain forest. In the sunlight, the color layers of the mountains and forests are almost unrecognizable, ranging from dark green, emerald green, pale green, golden yellow, to fiery red. In the rain, all the colors melt into the watery green, dazzling green and transparent.

This fresh green seems to flow in the rain and mist, into my eyes, into my heart and ......

The green of the rain is difficult to bring out on the painter's palette, but once you see the green of the water, it is hard to forget. Memories are like a piece of dry rice paper, this green, with the slightest wisps of light rain, quietly dissolves on the paper, dissolves ......

It went suddenly—at some point, and the rain quietly stopped. The wind also held its breath, and the mountain suddenly became very quiet. In the distance, an unknown bird began to crow, as if pouring out the joy of the bath.

In the distance, the raindrops condensed on the leaves continued to drip down, dripping into the small puddles on the side of the road, making an unusually crisp sound

Ding-dong-ding-ding-dong......