An essay on the weather, is today

Lightning and thunder, flowers and trees, spring, summer, autumn and winter ......These are all treasures that nature has given us. And among these treasures, I love the sound of the rain.

Spring rain is always so warm and kind. She often walks around with the spring breeze. Drove away the bitter cold of winter.

Awakens the sleeping earth and the hibernating animals. The earth is dressed in green: willow branches sprout, peach blossoms bloom, grass is green, and the birds begin to chirp again.

The little white rabbit is ready to invite the little tortoise to hold a tortoise-hare race. The farmer's uncle began his busy spring plowing and production again. Sow the seeds of spring and prepare for a good harvest in the fall.

Summer rain is always so crazy. Always accompanied by this typhoon, Lei Gonggong and Granny Dian are a couple. There was a crackling noise.

The rainstorm carried the couple as if it were going to engulf the whole world. However, it is also a paper tiger, and it looks fierce, but it can't last for a few days. Still, I hated it.

Autumn rain is a lovely key, it carries coolness and gentleness, gently, gently, while you are not looking, the door of autumn is opened. The autumn rain ripened the fiery red sorghum, the lantern-like pears, the golden rice fields, the fragrant osmanthus, the golden autumn chrysanthemum, the fiery roses, the holy lilies, ....... The rainbow after the rain, the melons and fruits after the rain are fragrant ......I was intoxicated by this autumn rain.

The winter rain is always so cold and seems to be a little spicy. The raindrops hit your face with the cold wind, and there was a pinprick pain. After a rain, it will be cold.

If you don't do it, you will have a serious fever of 39 degrees or more! Snot and sneezes come together, straight three feet. So, I don't like winter rain.

The sun chased the dark clouds and illuminated the earth, and the white clouds ran into the blue sky to play. Pushing open the window, the smell of earth greeted you, and the air was exceptionally fresh. The branches of the willow have been washed by the rain and become shiny green.

A gust of wind blew, and from time to time it shook off some droplets of water that remained on the leaves. The weather is more beautiful and the air is fresher after the rain. After the baptism of rain, the color of every wildflower and every little grass is so brilliant that even the colorful butterflies cannot compare with them.

Coupled with the faint mist in the mountains, this dream-like mystery led me to a colorful world.

The rain is cool, it's pleasant, and I love it.

It's been a beautiful day.

Feel the revival of all things and the rejuvenation of the earth.

Early in the morning, the robins were singing in twos and threes in the trees.

It's hard to feel their sadness. It seems that the good weather is also infected with their joy.

In the afternoon, I went to the park, with Ruth, and Peter. The three of us were all gone, along with the open-air tent for tonight. We were in the grass, flying kites.

Spring is the harvest season. The scent of herbs and the indulgence of outdoor sports make each of us feel unprecedented joy. Who knows, spring is also the season of rape flowers.

Then Peter, one of us, was able to help look at the tent in the open air, and he was carrying the books he was carrying, and he was looking at his **. And we went rowing together, rowing hard under the scorching sun, in the blue sky, in the rippling blue water. We could feel the plants around us waving at us again, as if they were saying, "Hello."

We waved goodbye warmly one by one, and before we knew it, we were on the shore. Thanks for this wonderful experience.

It's a great day, and the weather is so nice.

You should write your own essay.