Write a 600 word essay on the rain in early autumn, lyrical narrative can be urgently needed!!

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The pale blue palette in the sky was sandwiched by the floating clouds, and a fresh breeze gradually blew by, and the clouds seemed to be melting bubbles, but the sky was still pale blue.

Whenever I feel the magic of nature, my soul is completely rendered by a warm rain. It's as if the body is one with nature, the air is the water, and we ourselves are the fish, which is constantly hovering around us. It's just that we can't see or touch it, but we can clearly feel its existence and have zero contact with it.

Close your eyes and feel the breath of nature and the vastness of the sky with your heart. And in the depths of the immature heart, there is a deep imprint that cannot be erased. Only by feeling it with your heart can you understand its meaning; read the wonders of nature; Read the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of nature.

Rain is the best testimony to the mood of nature itself. The gray sky seemed to reveal a trace of sadness in reluctance. The rain is the tears of the sky, and the tears are slowly sliding down; slipped into the dirt; Slipped to the bottom of my heart.

Listen to the lonely strings in the rain, dripping, dripping. At this moment, it felt like time had stopped, and I could only keep listening to the sound of rain and natural cries outside the window.........

Every day, every day, in the evening, there is always the faint sound of strings in my ears.

Every day, every day, sit in front of the window and listen to the notes of silence and air.

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.