Ask for a narrative essay of about 600 words

I can't experience the happiness of "good rain knows the season", I can't think about the sadness of "mountains and seas, fireworks, spring rain and sunny weather", and I can't help but feel the sorrow of "autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn people", but I can't help but be moved by the free and unrestrained "young man listening to the rain in the attic, red candles and dim tents".

I like rain, especially spring rain, she does not have the majesty of summer rain, the melancholy of autumn rain, and the biting bones of winter rain, but gently, softly, and delicately, giving people enjoyment and intoxication

The rain, dripping and dripping, gently hit the ground, like a benevolent mother, kissing her child, and the slanting rain left its own crystal traces in the sky, for only one point, to prove that she was so pure, so beautiful. Happy people may not be able to appreciate the melancholy of the rain, but they seem to slowly store this melancholy in their hearts to comfort the future weeping. Sorrowful people may not be able to experience the joy of swaying water, but they seem to want to take this sweet heart as a happy memory.

I love the rain and I like to listen to it, especially in the night. The rain in the night is the spirit of darkness and the tears of the sky. Listen, the tick on the glass is the sky telling.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the sky, looking at the sparse and not dazzling little starlight, listening with your heart, feeling with your heart, you will find that it turns out that the ordinary rain is not ordinary, it turns out that there is a mystery hidden behind the transparent rain, it turns out that listening to the rain is also a kind of enjoyment, and it turns out that the rainy day is so beautiful!

I love the rain and I love to watch it. Look at the delicacy of the spring rain, so that all things in heaven and earth are revived; Look at the heroism of the summer rain, let all things in heaven and earth thrive; Look at the free and easy autumn rain, so that all things in heaven and earth are fruitful; Look at the coldness of the winter rain, so that the life of all things in heaven and earth is stronger. Look at the transparency and purity of the rain, the rain, like crystals, like pearls, does not tolerate a little impurity, nor can it tolerate any flaws.

In my opinion, being a human being should also be like rain, since you have come to the world, you should contribute to society and others, you should let your limited life shine with infinite brilliance, and you should be as pure as rain. Therefore, if you can "understand" the rain, then you have also learned how to behave.

Oh, the rain is so wonderful. It's nice to have a rainy day!

Rain, dripping, dripping and dripping......In this late autumn, the scattered leaves do not seem to welcome the bleak rain. A light that is not bright pierces out of the gap in the sky, and the rain line is dense and oblique, intermittent ......

It's really 'the house leak is raining', the sky is about to get dark, when will this annoying rain stop? "I didn't have an umbrella in my hand, and I hid under the eaves of complaining. But complaining doesn't help at all, you see:

The recesses of the street rippled in circles, rapid and continuous, a few fallen leaves swirled in an arc in the rain, and the whistle elongated the sound ...... weaklyI could no longer suppress the resentment in my heart, and rushed into the rain with all my strength.

God is not beautiful, can this little thing still trap me? "Stepping on the water, leaving behind a symphony of rain. "Hey, get out of the way!

Suddenly, a pair of feet appeared in front of me, and my hands were in front of my forehead. But the man didn't react, I looked up, it was a boy, a pair of eyes under the rain woven sky more attentive, holding an umbrella in his hand, the umbrella seemed to be very large. "I saw you running wildly in the rain from a long distance, without an umbrella.

Shall I send you back? The tone seemed a little sarcastic. The rain slipped under the umbrella, the ice was on the face, and there was a hint of cold wind.

I don't know you again, I'll be fine for a while, and my clothes are wet anyway. Throwing off this sentence and rushing into Xiao Xiaoqiuyu again, although the surface is very polite, but I don't think so in my heart: Who are you?

I just thought you were a bit kind-faced, why do you look like a bad guy?

The rain was getting a little more rapid. The footsteps of night are nearer.

It's a bit sad to be kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs! "An umbrella appeared above my head, and when I turned around, it was still him. I was a little impatient, a little frowned, and was about to speak.

He pushed out one hand towards me, handed the handle of the umbrella to me with the other, and said with a smile, "The umbrella will lend you." "I didn't know what to say, I just took a few steps back.

He may know something, "Maybe we will be in the same class or the same university in the future, and now I will help you, and you will help me later, and this is how the friendship is established." "Thank you......"I haven't finished the two "thanks" yet, he has already stepped into the rain. The figure is getting more and more blurred.

The rain is still pounding on the world, but I am already standing under the umbrella, and the rain outside the umbrella no longer seems to be so cold, so icy, so rapid, and has become soothing and rhythmic.

Suddenly, the sky became warm, the rain became warm, and the help of the past and the unknown friendship warmed my heart.

I believe that the sixteen-year-old flower season, there is sincere friendship, there is a sunny rainy day, when encountering such a rainy day of friendship, beware of the door knocked on by the rain, of course will say: "Rainy day, so good!" ”