Composition when it rains

In real life or work and study, many people have had the experience of writing and are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is my composition when it rains. I hope it will help everyone.

When it rains, composition 1 I will still think of you, always when it rains.

Blue, melancholy, my eyes, can't stand any wind and sand.

A dream that night woke me up from the world and picked up broken memories, but I couldn't make a perfect prelude.

The moon on the roof is so bright but so cold. A few years ago, your figure lengthened every ray of clear moonlight. In a blink of an eye, I can't find you anymore. It is the years that take you away, leaving a blue moon and guarding the empty space alone.

The bright smile in the past has turned yellow now. I want to smile again, but I find I can't.

A butterfly rushed into my world, and I want to ask if it is your incarnation. The wind by the river understood me, but you disappeared in the blink of an eye. I tried my best to find you swaying among the flowers, but I didn't go, because you fell in my childhood paradise.

There is a road ahead with no end in sight, and the indicator of the road points to heaven. You must live there and want to find you, but I can't find you for the time being. You have to wait for me there, please wait for me there

Close all the doors and windows before dreaming. After the sadness, there is a deep emptiness hidden in the shadow. Before desire, call for distance with love. After the flight, wait for the quiet release.

A touch of sunshine on the street, a thousand years of waiting, in exchange for a lifetime of loneliness. I'm waiting for your back to shrink under the suppression of light. When does the sad melody rise gently in the ear? On a quiet rainy day, sadness lurks in every long breath. I want to escape from reality, the past and the future, but I can't escape from the realm of fate.

The wind blowing in the dark blew the world in a glance. Without your concern, my eyes were blown up by it, leaving long tears, tearing my heart out and calling you hysterically. Can you feel someone crying for you? Have you ever seen someone wipe the tears from your face over and over again until they dry up?

I don't know why I like rain, because it's refreshing. Because it is unique? Because it's cool? Because it can wash everything and give people a fresh feeling? Or can give me a warm feeling.

Before, I hated rain very much! It's dark, wet and cold. Every time it rains, I feel bad.

When attending kindergarten, parents can pick up their children at the gate. Whenever it rains, grandpa will hold a broken black cloth umbrella and wait for me to come out at the entrance of the lobby. I hate rain, and I hate that umbrella even more, because it is broken, because it is embarrassing to hold, and because it is uncomfortable. Therefore, every time it rains, I would rather walk home in the rain than share that broken umbrella with my grandfather.

In order not to hold an umbrella, I prayed that it wouldn't rain every day, but it began to rain in Mao Mao on a cloudy afternoon, which soon turned into a rainstorm. I had a fever that day. As I expected, a familiar figure was waiting for me in the hall with a black umbrella. Finally, I had to be helped by him and walked home under that annoying dark cloud. On the way, I fell down. Grandpa bent down and helped me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw my grandfather's face and the umbrella. The color of the umbrella turned orange, and I suddenly felt very warm. I like this orange umbrella, too.

I began to like rain, mainly because of my grandfather's umbrella, and then I found that rain has many benefits. Whenever it rains, I feel happy instead of unhappy.

However, I am only willing to accept the "orange umbrella" and still hate this black umbrella.

One day, grandpa's umbrella was broken. When he put it on the ground, he was run over by a bicycle to take me to the "sacrifice". I feel guilty. Although it is lifeless, I still think it was "killed" by me After all, grandpa used that umbrella for many years. After losing my umbrella, I found that I couldn't live without it. I always think of it and feel sorry for it.

I promised to buy him an umbrella when I grew up. God is unfair. Before I fulfilled this promise, my grandfather left forever.

Now, I often think of my grandfather, especially when it rains, and his umbrella.

When it rains, composition 3 Summer is here, and the weather is extremely hot. One day, birds, small fish, small trees and grass meet and chat together. Bird: "Hey! God was angry and gave vent to his energy. If you do this again, you will get heatstroke! " The little fish said, "Hey! I know now that most people's cleverness is forced out! " Now I can write a poem: there is no fish when the water is hot, and there is fish when it is cold. Fish has never been difficult since ancient times, so please let it rain and swim! It is raining! Mother Earth is going to cry! The little tree said, "There is no green water in the distant forest, but God doesn't care!" " The grass said, "Everybody be quiet. Sister Yu and I are friends and can communicate thousands of miles. I will feel it. Well, it worked. It is going to rain soon. "Sister Yu called down the members of the rain team, and Sister Yu" rustled "to open the water tank to drain water. Feng Popo picked up the big wind leaf and swooped over. Dian Mu, this tripterygium wilfordii, you're welcome at all. She asked Master Wuyun to let herself ride, and it began a cheerful rhythm. At this time, a song came not far away: "Happy birthday to you! I wish you a happy birthday ... "It turns out that uncle and grandpa celebrated their centenary birthday today! The animals said, "Today is really a double happiness! First, today is Feng Ye's birthday, and it happens that after a long drought, there are showers. "Everyone is twittering. This rain is really a timely rain! At this time, Sister Rain in the sky is working with the team members. There are dark clouds above, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain, which makes people unable to see clearly. The flowers on the ground woke up and smiled. Let's celebrate for uncle and grandpa. The little monkey was the most thoughtful, only to see him holding water to moisten Grandpa Tree. After the rain, Sister Yu knew that today was Grandpa Tree's birthday, so she went to celebrate Grandpa Tree's birthday with animals and plants. At this time, the rainbow queen smiled on the horizon, letting people and animals know that God is happy! As long as we protect the environment, we can be refreshed and happy every day.

When it rains, composition 4 "Hua, Hua!" Although it is spring, it is still raining. Brother Yuan Ye is playing a prank.

One day, the doorbell of Sister Baiyun's house suddenly rang. When I opened the door, it turned out to be a bird. What can I do for you? Sister Baiyun asked. "Bai Yunjie, you beg for rain elder brother, let him stop fooling around! Uncle brother drowned! " White clouds can't bear to beg for rain.

When he arrived at Yuge's house, Baiyun said, "Stop it, Uncle is drowning!" " "Jade brother cocked his mouth and said," isn't he always thirsty? "I let him drink enough today!" Sister Baiyun sighed and left brother Yu's house. At this time, the forest has been flooded. Sister Rose clung to the trunk tightly, but in vain, and was finally washed away by the flood. Sister Grass felt sad when she saw the roses washed away, and remembered the past. At this time, a huge wave rolled in and ended her thoughts.

It happened that Brother Yu was walking and looked down, "Wow!" Usually the forest is full of laughter, but today there are shouts everywhere, which is terrible. Brother Yu hurried to his house and said, "Look outside!" "The elder brother of the rain is like adding fuel to the fire, slowly walked out, opened the door and went out.

There are cries for help everywhere, which is heartbreaking. "Boom!" Another big tree fell down, and then came the voice of mother bird calling for birds ... Brother Yu gasped. "I didn't expect such serious consequences." Brother Yu said to himself. "The rain must stop quickly." Later, the rain gradually subsided, and Brother Yu felt guilty about his prank.

The rain stopped, the flood receded slowly, and the forest resumed its usual excitement.

When it rains, I am always most afraid of rain. Because my mother gave birth to me in the hospital on a rainy night in winter.

This morning, I opened my eyes and saw the bright sunshine coming in from the window. I thought: Great! Today is another sunny day! But by the first class in the afternoon, it was getting cloudy, really like a child's face-it changed as soon as it changed.

I prayed silently in my heart: don't rain! If you want to get off, wait for school! Finally, the music of skipping classes began to play, and I walked out of the classroom excitedly. Oh, dear! The continuous drizzle fell from the sky like thousands of silver lines, and in a short time, raindrops were scattered on the ground like thousands of pearls. The sky is getting darker and the rain is getting heavier and heavier. I am getting more and more anxious. Standing at the school gate, I saw that the rain didn't stop, so I had to go home with my classmates under an umbrella. Because my father is often away from home, my mother is very busy at work. When I went out in the morning, she asked me to go home by myself after school.

Not far from the school gate, suddenly, a familiar figure wearing a red raincoat and riding a semi-old motorcycle came into my eyes. Isn't that mom? I rushed over: "Mom, haven't you got off work yet?" Mom stopped the car and took out an umbrella from her bag and handed it to me: "I knew you didn't bring an umbrella, so I sent it to you first." Looking at the raindrops on my mother's face, my heart is full of happiness. I waved to my mother and said, "Don't worry, I'll do my homework as soon as I get home. Be careful on the road! "

After mom left, the rain finally subsided. I feel very comfortable walking on the footbridge. The drizzle seems to have covered the bridge with a veil, and I feel warm as spring, as if I had walked into a fairyland.

I looked up and found that the scenery in the rain was also beautiful. This is a hazy beauty, with maternal love!

This used to be a beautiful forest. Trees are dense, like handfuls of huge umbrellas, and flowers and grasses are particularly energetic. Animals live very happily here. But now the scene here has completely changed and become lifeless, because it has not rained in the forest for more than a month. They began to complain: "How do we survive here?"

The grass turned yellow, and they hung their heads listlessly. A grass used up its last strength and said, "I want to drink water!" I ... want to drink water! "

The tree that used to be like a giant umbrella said weakly, "I'm so thirsty!" " "

"This weather is too bad! When will it rain? The birds in the tree are thirsty. They have long been in no mood to sing. At this time, some baby birds poked their heads out of their nests and looked around. Their mother has gone out to find food and hasn't come back yet.

The Moon Lake in the forest turned into a small pond, and many small fish crowded together and lamented, "Hey! If it doesn't rain again, we will all die! "

All animals and plants are looking forward to rain soon.

In the afternoon, dark clouds suddenly covered the sky. "rumble"-thunder brought raindrops as big as beans.

All the animals and plants are happy. After drinking enough water, the grass was full of energy and said happily, "Great, this rain is so sweet!" " "The trees spread their leaves and danced happily in the rain. Birds are singing cheerful songs, and "Haw ……" keeps calling.

Suddenly, the birds in the nest fell into the rain. It is too small, so its feathers are not full. The rain soaked its thin body, and the young bird trembled. When the tree saw it, it quickly stretched out a big branch to shelter the bird from the wind and rain and prevent it from getting wet again. The grass also pulled out its leaves and covered the birds. Suddenly, the bird feels very warm.

Mother bird flew back. Seeing this scene, she was very moved and said to the tree and grass, "Thank you!" " "Trees and grass minced," you're welcome! "

You see, the beautiful forest is full of vitality and love.

When it rains, it is raining outside. The rain made a crisp sound on the glass window. Praseodymium-Inscription

Like you.-Rain

I like you because you can bring sweet rain and dew to everything. I like you because you can bring a bumper harvest to crops. I like you because you can bring happy music to people. You are an incomparable air elf. When the earth needs you, you can ask your friends to water the earth. When people need you, you can sing "Earth" in chorus. People say that spring rain is as expensive as oil. Maybe your generous and selfless dedication can be worth thousands of dollars. Look! That huge and lush green tree was cultivated by you over time. I like Nuyi's selfless dedication. When I face rainy days, I like you-rain.

Hate you.-Rain

I hate you because you are always wet by other people's clothes. I hate you because you always create traffic jams and bring inconvenience to people. I hate you because you always wet my beloved car. The biggest reason why I hate you is that you will bring inconvenience to people's travel. You just waved a tear and my clothes got wet. You poured a basin of water, and my beloved car got wet. Spit ink casually, and the whole world will avoid you. Although you are selfless, there are also some unsatisfactory places. But I still blame you. Let my beloved car be covered with your tears. When I face rainy days, I hate you-rain.

Worship you-Rain

I worship you because you can wave freely in the sky. I admire you because you magically came to the whole city or the world. I admire you because you can make the harvest vivid. You are so beautiful and great. Worship your laughter, it will sound like a silver bell at the city gate. You knock on the glass and make a sweet and soft sound. Reverberated throughout the city for a long time. When I face rainy days, I worship you-rain.

When I face rainy days. I like you and worship you. I still hate you a little. Punch ... punch ... your laughter hits the window, and you will continue to play.

When it rains, it rains. I walked in the street with an umbrella. My hands and feet are cold and my heart is cold because of the rain.

Inadvertently, I saw a moving scene. A father rode a bicycle with an umbrella, and his son sat behind him. He tilted most of his umbrellas to his son, and the front of his clothes was all wet and he didn't make any noise. Dad touched his son's clothes and asked him, "Are you wet?" "No, what about you?" "Dad? Not wet. " These words completely burned into my heart, and my heart completely warmed up. That father is always smiling.

It rained heavily. Raindrops as big as peas hit the umbrella, and the raindrops popped up and flowed on my son's pants. Dad turned his head and put the umbrella in his son's hand. He rode his bike in the heavy rain, and his father was soaked to the skin and didn't ask his son for an umbrella. I was shocked by this touching scene and stood in situ. At the traffic lights, the father turned to his son and asked, "Are you wet?" The son shook his head. "But, Dad, I'm a little cold." The father took off his big windbreaker and put it on his son without thinking. I wore a sweater and rode my bike in the heavy rain. How much I want to rush to give my father an umbrella, because my father's move is so great that others will think so when they see it.

Tears have been spinning in my eyes. My father's back is curved, but in my eyes, my father's back is always straight. In his eyes, I can't see giving up, only seeing love for my children. I think anyone's father is no exception. What father doesn't want his children to grow up healthily? What father is unwilling to give everything for his children?

In the world, a mother's love is like a lotus, and a father's love should be a towering tree. When the storm comes, he will let us hide under ourselves.

When it rains, composition 9 Xiaoyu is a naughty child. He is naughty here and there all day! No, Xiaoyu came to a forest. It saw many creatures and thought of another bad idea: hey hey! So many creatures, enough for me to play! So it rained heavily.

The bird and the little fish were going to visit their friends' house, but it rained heavily, and the river kept rising, and the little fish was almost washed away by the flood. The grass on one side said, "Don't be afraid! Come to me! " Hearing this, the little fish jumped to the shore. The grass shook the dew, and soon a small pond was formed beside it. The little fish said gratefully, "Thank you for your help, otherwise I will be washed away by the flood and I can't find my way home!" " "

Birds are no exception. My wings are wet by the rain, so I can't fly. It fell down in despair and desperately called for help: "Somebody help me!" Hearing this, the little tree quickly reached out and caught the bird. The little tree said, "build a home on my shoulders!" " So it won't rain. The bird said, "Thank you, Little Tree! " "

One day, two days ... it has been raining, which makes the animals in the forest very worried! The wind of justice saw all this and said to the triumphant light rain, "Don't rain, if it rains again, the creatures in the forest will be drowned!" " "Xiaoyu said modestly," whatever, as long as I have a good time and drown! "The wind said," You can't build happiness on other people's pain! " "Xiao Yu blushed swish. The wind seemed to see through Xiaoyu's mind: "Baby, anyone can do something wrong. Correction is a good boy. Stop raining quickly and everyone will forgive you! " "

Persuaded by the wind, Xiaoyu put away her willfulness. From then on, he always went to those dry places to rain, and slowly the rain was called "little savior!" " "Xiaoyu also smiled happily!

When it rains, I lie prone on the window to watch the rain, and I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Pa, pa" light rain fell on the glass, and the glass became a rain drum in Mao Mao. Doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle. ""Knock, knock, the wind is blowing, the thunder is ringing, and I am crying. "

It seems to be accompanying Xiaoyu. It really sounds like a piece of music. At this time, I think it is most interesting to have a little rain when it rains. The rain "wow" and the wind "sou". Sometimes a few pedestrians can be seen in the dim light. In the rain, some people rushed forward with their hands covered, some walked unhurriedly with umbrellas, and some have become soup chickens. Look over there. There are too many people holding umbrellas: red, yellow, blue, green, green and many colors.

People are crowded together, and the umbrella seems to be very suitable. They thought they were together without looking carefully. Pedestrians walk on the road from car to car.

Suddenly a car came, just entering the puddle, splashing and soaking the clothes of pedestrians. The car drove away and saw what the pedestrians behind it were saying.

I feel a little bored when it rains at this time.

Rain fell in the garden, and a small bud emerged from the ground and looked at the sky. A flower has light green leaves, and a flower bears a bud, as full as jiaozi. There is also a beautiful flower.

Some have already achieved results. Rain ran into the forest again, maple leaves turned red, pine trees and willow trees turned green, and ginkgo trees turned yellow.

The growth of a leaf, some from no leaves to tender leaves, some from tender leaves to big leaves, and some from big leaves to old leaves.

The forest is like a swamp, and I feel wonderful when it rains. When it rains, we may find raindrops interesting or boring.

Am I right?

When it rains, composition 1 1 I don't like sunny days, because sunshine will blind me. Rain is the happiest time for me.

When the sky begins to turn cloudy, no matter where I am, as long as I don't have to go to school, I will go home as quickly as possible, spread the quilt on the ground, prepare three pillows, and stack them together so that they can sit well. Then open the window, let the cool wind and the light rain that has begun to rain blow in from there, and put a pot of melon on it.

Sit down and stare out through the French window. The wind always comes first. It's banging on another unopened window. If my mother hears this "giggle" sound, she promises to plug her ears, but I think it is a wonderful and beautiful sound. The rain came soon, and the traces of bright raindrops hitting the window were also bright. I often stare at two different raindrops to watch their "game", often cheering for one of them and rejoicing and excited for the victory of the other. The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and it's still a little cloudy, and the speed is much faster. They fell violently on the leaves, and the leaves were knocked down a lot and fell one by one. The brown leaves stand out on the lawn that seems to have been washed and dazzling green.

It's my favorite time when the rain is getting smaller and smaller. The rustling sound of rain, like quiet magic, made me give up watching the competition between raindrops and fallen leaves. I plunged into the pillow pile and snored: "Hoo hoo". When I was sleeping, I had another rainy dream. ...

When will it rain again?

When it rains, my mother often says to me, "When it rains, the clouds will turn black, but when it is sunny, they will turn white again!" " "Because of this problem, whenever it rains, I will observe the clouds in the sky to see if they will become black and white.

Rain clouds change very strangely. At first, they were flawless. Later, they turned a little black and gray, then slowly turned black and black ... and finally all became black! Overlapping dark clouds rolled up and down, covering the world tightly. I watched it and suddenly had a strange idea. Why are the clouds in the sky close at hand, but far away? Why? Sometimes I think: If only we could ride on the clouds! Besides, clouds are alive, and you can feel pain, pain, itching and discomfort ... How wonderful ... Dark clouds gradually roll from the horizon, sweeping the blue sky, engulfing the sun, and blackening the sky and the earth.

Clouds, floating in the sky, move with our movement, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, very interesting. Rainy clouds sometimes don't turn black, but when it rains in the sun, this is the so-called solar rain. A rainbow will appear somewhere in the sky, but it is not common, but it will appear several times, just a few times.

Sometimes it rains, and the clouds in the sky are just a little dark, to be exact, gray clouds. But when it rains heavily, there will be lightning and thunder, and the thunder will bang in the middle of the low clouds, making people's ears "buzz". Even a tree can be broken! Will burn down the house, split it, and sometimes even split it in half! You'll be electrocuted! It's really scary!

So there are good and bad rains!

When it rains, composition 13 "Didi Dada" The sky is raining! Glittering raindrops fall from the sky, on the grass, on the small flowers and on the bright river.

Looking at the rain outside, the little rabbit said, "There will be many small mushrooms after the rain!" " "The rabbit went out with a bamboo basket in one hand and an umbrella in the other.

The rabbit is walking on the road, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, the grass is bent, and the head of the little flower is drooping. The rabbit's umbrella was cracked by raindrops the size of beans. The rabbit is a little scared. I shouldn't go out today. Little rabbit has no intention of looking for mushrooms. The rain seems to be a rain curtain, covered with a thin layer of fog, and I can't see anything clearly.

Ah, Raindrop's good friend, Xifeng, has come, blowing harder and harder. The little rabbit held the umbrella tightly, but the wind pulled it desperately, like a troublemaker, and blew it over at once. The little rabbit still hit it and ran home.

Ah, the little rabbit is dumbfounded. On the way home, a section of the road was flooded by the river, and it became a practice with the river. However, the water was a little turbid, and the soil on both sides of the river was washed down. This raindrop is really crazy!

The rabbit looked up at the umbrella in his hand, which was a bit like a huge bowl. Isn't it a boat in the water for a day? The rabbit put the umbrella in the river and it really floated. The rabbit stands in the center of the umbrella, holding the handle with his hand, just like an oar.

The rabbit stared ahead, and the splash of raindrops on the river became smaller and smaller. Raindrop seems tired and wants to have a rest.

What's that green thing in front? The little rabbit looked intently and saw a green leaf with a group of little black ants crowded on it.

The little rabbit looked at the little green leaves floating with the waves and thought, if there is a vortex or something, aren't the little ants in danger?

At this time, the little ants also saw the little rabbit and its "boat" floating towards them. The little rabbit reached out to them at a distance and leaned forward.

After the rabbit passed by the small leaf, he held the leaf in his hands, and the little ants gathered in the middle of the leaf. In this way, all the little ants were saved.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

It cleared up, the rain stopped, and the rabbit and the ant floated home in a small umbrella boat.

When it rains, the composition 14 days is cloudy, that is, cloudy, and I am in a bad mood. Outside the window, it is raining again. Maybe spring is coming again. Came back with humid air. Looking out of the window and at pedestrians coming and going, the wet road gives pedestrians more cold. The noisy street is no longer noisy, maybe the rain is better than the noise.

Back to the table, it was such a heavy homework. "Ah, Mr. .........., a vicious guy, kept giving orders of 12, telling us how to live. I won't do it, I want to sleep. " Listening to the music, I fell asleep soon.

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"Little bastard, how dare you sleep? Get up and do your homework, "Dad shouted.

"What's the matter? I can only read, can't I sleep? Then I must go to 180 hospital tomorrow. "

"What to say? Come here quickly, ""la la "

I woke up from a dream. "Ah, I can't sleep well. I even have a mental disorder, maybe I have depression. "

"Loneliness is singing, quietly ..." The stereo is still on. I got up and wanted to go out, but what if my parents came back? But I still opened the door.

Walking in the street, on the slippery road, I looked at the distance and walked quietly.

"Fortune-telling, fortune-telling ..." There was a cry of selling on the road. Come here, little brother.

"Are you calling me?"

"Yes, come here," I don't believe this at ordinary times, so I'll forget it today.

"You seem very sad today ..." The fortune teller chattered there, and I didn't pay attention. When I got up to leave, he said, "Where is the money?" I said, "Why don't you count that I don't have any money!" "

Silence. It's still raining, and it's getting bigger and bigger.

I went home along the slippery road, and my parents were already waiting for me at home. Then there was a thunder. .......

"Write a critical letter quickly."

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There was a heavy rain when it rained, and the water in the river suddenly rose. The bird quickly put away its wings and hid in Uncle Shu's arms. The grass kept drinking water. There is a kind of small fish, because it was washed ashore by the flood, which is very miserable.

The rain stopped, but the little fish stayed on the shore. "Everyone help me, help me, I am weak, please help me go home." The fish said.

Xiaoshu's brother heard this and said, "Sorry, I can't save you!" " ! Because if I fall, I will definitely crush you. "

Sister bird said, "Let me save you!" " "Say that finish, ready to use their sharp claws to clip small fish into the river." No! Your claws are too sharp, you must break my stomach! "The little fish said eagerly.

Sister Grass said, "I am so short that I can't help you!" " Why don't I ask Brother Ant to move you back to the river? "The little fish said," This is absolutely impossible. Ants won't eat you, but they will eat me and move me back to the cave to make their delicious meal! " "

Just as the little fish felt deep despair, Brother Yun came, "Let me blow you back into the river!" " "Say that finish, I'm going to blow it right away." No, you'll blow me dry, then I really can't live! "

At this moment, the clever little monkey said, "Ask Sister Yu for help! Let her rain and roll the little fish back into the river! " That's a good idea. Everyone shouted together: "Sister Yu, where are you? Save the little fish! The next rain will send the little fish home. " Sister Yu didn't say anything when she heard this, and it began to rain cats and dogs at once. Soon, a pool of small puddles gathered around the small fish, and the small puddles became big water. Look, the little fish can go home downstream!

The little fish thanked the bird, the little tree, the grass, the wind, the little monkey and the rain, and then went home.