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Anonymous users2024-02-12Listen, it's raining! The sound of the rain was like an elf jumping on a window. Looking at the rain outside the window, I couldn't help but get excited, finished the questions on the test paper quickly, opened the window of the adjacent table and looked at the rain outside through the little gap, it was big and small, as if I was playing a game.
Rain, maybe you ask me why I go to see it. Hehe, I don't know why, I just know that I am very happy every time it rains......Because, I like to listen to the sound of the rain and see what the rain looks like.
How can there be a sound in the rain? Yes, you go and listen carefully to it, the sound of hitting the leaves, the sound of dripping on the windows, the sound of falling into the soil, and the ......The sound of dripping on the ground. They're all wonderful, listen carefully.
You'll be amazed at how many sounds make up a ...... movementGorgeous and grand, it is played in this piece to the fullest but not general, not boring.
The sound of the rain is more like telling its sorrow, what sorrow? Sadly our waters are blackened because we throw garbage, sadly our mountains have become bare because of our greed, sad that our heavens have become gloomy because of our unscrupulousness. Rain, the voice of a wonderful elf, maybe you can't hear it!
Maybe it's my personal preference.
How can rain behave? Some! Watching the raindrops falling one by one on the window, don't you feel like tears dripping from the window?
Can't you see that? I think the tears of these clouds are more like a silent indictment, and the clouds may be accusing us of the broken earth that we have polluted by industry, maybe you can't see it! Maybe it's my personal preference.
Listen to the sound of the rain, and it will sing you many songs against the pollution of human water. Look at the rain, it can tell you a lot about human industrial pollution......
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Anonymous users2024-02-11Lightning 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.
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