A selection of passages that describe the beauty of rain

A beautiful passage describing the rain:1. Looking up at the sky, the dark clouds gathered together, and the lightning that made the gray sky suddenly become like daylight, like the conductor of the movement, waved the baton violently, and the rain rushed down, like a bead that had dropped a chain, and like a faucet that opened the floodgates, dense and urgent, "Bang la, tick tock."The prelude to the movement is played non-stop.

The sky seemed to be even more gloomy, and the naughty old naughty boy of Lei Gong and Dian Mu also came to play lively, accompaniment from time to time.

2. One, two, three drops started to rain. The neat steps before seemed a little flustered. There were small groups of people gathered under the eaves and in the corridors.

The rain was heavier, and there were already small puddles of rain on the deep concave ground, and the rain was still falling, and from time to time the rain was splashing, and the small ripples of the rain were "booming", and the pouring was greater than and the noisy thunder was intertwined. People are no longer running for Plan 2 and are looking for shelter from the rain.

3. The rain is getting heavier, I look at the "pearl" with broken threads on the eaves, and I can't help but open the window. A few drops of rain fell on my cheeks, cool, very comfortable, homeopathic with a fresh earthy smell, and I was instantly intoxicated by this natural wine.

The beautiful passage describing the rain is as follows:

1. Wet everywhere, the flowers on the side of the road still have crystal clear water droplets, especially beautiful, and I don't show the beautiful and clear scenery in my mind.

2. Looking at everything outside is so beautiful, why not have a good time in the rain? I walked slowly in the rain, enjoying the rain at the extreme, the rain was pouring on my body, the rain hit my face, it all felt so sober, I forgot all my worries.

3. In the distance, the rain envelops everything, and all the colors melt into the watery green like an oil painting. At some point, the rain quietly stopped, and the scent of earth filled the air.

4. I also want to melt it, a drop of raindrops, hitting my face, cool, I look at this silver thread, close my eyes, and quietly listen to the noise of the autumn rain, so wonderful, so clear.

5. The bamboo forest is "rustling", and the tall bamboo poles are like a long-legged dancer dancing ballet in the rain, shaking and shaking, and in mid-air, Russia will touch the ground. The "yellow butterflies" on the miscellaneous slowly broke away from the bamboo poles and flew down one after another.

6. Some bamboo leaves seem to be reluctant to leave their mothers, and the green beats are sprinkled with rain, and the naughty rain jumps on the "slide" and slides down like the pearl of the broken thread.

7. The autumn rain is slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes slow....People in the past hold umbrellas, and the autumn rain falls on the umbrella shed, and "Boom Lala" is a symphony of leisure.

The following passages describe the rain:

1. "Boom", the rain is getting heavier and heavier, falling on the eaves one by one, splashing one after another crystal splash. The mischievous child immediately ran over, laughing and stepping on the splash, and after a while, the sound of the rain and the child's laughter and the sound of the child mingled together into a cheerful melody.

I couldn't wait to plunge into the rain, raise my head with open arms, and let the falling raindrops fall on my face. I enjoy the freshness of the rain, it removes the troubles in my heart, it makes my heart clear like raindrops.

2. The summer rain is fast and violent, and after the rain, it is like a magical hand, gently plucking my heartstrings and filling my mind with beautiful notes. One by one, the raindrops shimmer in the morning sun.

The mango trees are smiling in the rain, and after the rain washes them out, they look extra green and beautiful. A big drop of water fell on the tip of the grass blade, "snorted", and naughtily hid in the grass and disappeared.

3. The rain is not heavy but it does not stop, this autumn rain is like a gentle spring breeze, but it is like the cold winter wind of the dust cherry, falling on me, washing away the sadness in my heart. I drifted in my dreams, as if this world had nothing to do with me except for the autumn rain. Tonight's rain is exceptionally fresh, and my mood tonight is like the autumn rain, with a hint of sadness.

4. In the early morning, the rain was quietly sprinkled, gently covering the earth with a layer of transparent tulle. At this moment, if you close your eyes and listen carefully, you will hear a small rustling sound, which is the sound of the Spring Maiden stepping on the leaves and walking towards us, and the raindrops are her gift to the earth.

In the distance, the houses are hazy, but in the near distance, the plants are particularly verdant under the drizzle, which reminds me of the scene of "moisturizing things silently", and I enjoy the silence and depth alone.