700 Words Essay on Summer Rain 5

One summer afternoon, before the pace of dusk came, the sky slowly darkened, the wind gradually increased, and layers of dark clouds obscured the brilliance of the sun.

The sky was so dark, and the only thing left was a faint light. The wind roared arrogantly, and the branches of the trees involuntarily made a "creaking" sound. Pedestrians on the road rushed home, and all of a sudden, they only heard the "bang" of closing the doors and windows.

After everything is ready, people stand under the eaves, enjoying the coolness of this hot summer day.

A few minutes later, the wind stopped and it was still dark. A sultry heat hit again, and the people's complaints did not stop, only the rolling thunder was heard "rumbling" from a distance, and then the raindrops of beans crackled down.

The rain became heavier and heavier, at first it was a raindrop the size of a soybean grain, then it was like a veil of rain curtains woven in warp and weft, and then it poured down like a heavenly river. Heaven and earth are one color, a vast white expanse, and only by the vague black outline can the houses and trees be distinguished.

The wind howled again, and thunder and lightning joined in the fun. There was a flash of lightning, and a thunderclap followed, and the sky seemed to be blown apart. The sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, and the exclamations rose and fell one after another in the vast rain and fog.

After a barrage of bombardment, the rainstorm began to lighten. Misty, gentle and soft, only the sound of "ticking" on the ground was heard. However, the vast rain curtain is still thick and hazy.

Gradually, the rain became lighter, like an unturned faucet, "ticking......Tick ......"It's like whispering in your ear. The rain curtain gradually thins, the breeze blows slightly, and the clear outline of everything reappears, and the refreshing and pleasing drill straight into your field of vision.

The rain finally stopped, and all I could hear was the gentle ticking of the leaves shaking off the raindrops, and I could only smell the scent of the earth.

In the sky, a rainbow flying frame connects the heavens and the earth.

That summer night, the weather suddenly cooled. I slept with the window closed until the next morning.

The next morning, I woke up from a sound night's sleep and opened the window, and a fresh smell with the scent of earth came to my face. Fresh air is really a medicine, a medicine that can refresh the mind and moisten the lungs. Yikes! It rained last night.

The sky was still overcast, and it seemed that the rain children could not stay in the sky again. At first, there was a small thunderclap, and with the thunder, countless tiny, tiny raindrops began to swoop towards the ground. One by one, they were quite powerful, and it didn't take long for them to "attack" before the ground became wet again.

But they remained silent, quietly, quietly, gradually "occupying" the ground'All.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap, a bolt of lightning, and dozens of larger, darker clouds that made people forget the slight drizzle that had just begun, followed by a moderate rain that splashed the petals of the rain when it fell on the ground. The rain was loud and noisy, and the ground began to be noisy. There are more umbrellas on the streets, red, green, blue, flower, transparent ......, like bright mushrooms after the rain, like a hundred flowers in spring.

The sound of the rain is also different, from the stream, the stream to the lala, the lala, the stronger, like thousands of troops, vast.

Gradually, the army was far away, and the rain became thinner and thinner, and floated softly in the brightening sky like a cow's hair.

Eventually, the light rain was gone. Wow! Rainbows appeared, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, ......Like a ribbon hanging diagonally in the sky. The sun was smiling like a child. At this moment, the earth is full of spring, as if this is spring, not summer.

The summer rain is so beautiful!

This rain is acute. It's cool and it's dense.

The rain with such a personality must be summer rain (summer rain). "Pap, papa, pap," such a vigorous and powerful voice is probably only so swift in Xia Yu.

The sky was suddenly cloudy, and the rain began to fall. No one can say when it rains in the summer. Lightning and thunder, wind and rain, and the cold of the summer rain will be felt with an umbrella.

People are panicked, worried: who will bring me an umbrella, stop the rain! Under the lights, the rain continued to fall.

Like a living child throwing himself into the warm arms of Mother Earth.

Immediately afterwards, the rain became more and more intense, the streets were sparsely populated, there were fewer vehicles, and the raindrops were like a bird yearning for the blue sky, falling unevenly. In the fields, the rain moistens the hungry crops; In the soil, the rain watering the dead branches and leaves of the flowers, this is really a "timely rain", if it rains a little earlier, the branches may fall. In the hazy rain, you will also feel cold.

Eventually, the rain stopped for a while, the sun lifted the cobweb-like clouds, and everything began to take on a new look. It's another day, it's a new beginning, come on, let's work together! Calling a window to the soul, you will feel the rain and fresh air, the fragrance of the earth, the brand-new high-rise buildings, and the world is completely new.

The rain came so fast and went so quickly, which is in response to the sentence: come in a hurry, go in a hurry. How beautiful the rain is, the beauty is not empty, it makes people's hearts feel more intimate and comfortable, the rain is like a woman rushing to buy fresh vegetables, and the rain makes the creatures on the earth get the long-lost rain.

What a summer rain! How can you let me speak!

I love Summer Rain (Summer Rain)!