'it's raining. It's raining. Go home and collect your clothes. 'listen, who is this man who is alarmist in the clear sky and the dazzling sun? Can, can, however, why no one came out to refute the rumor, on the contrary, attracted a burst of laughter? Was the head caught in the crack of the door, or did you take the wrong medicine? No, no, no, no, it's not such a brainless thing. How about it in our class, which is brilliant and brave? What's going on? Ha ha ha, don't worry. Listen to me slowly.
It turns out that the rain is not meant to be "rain", but refers to our monitor with an Invincible lovely baby face girl "Xia Yu" classmate. A few days ago, there was a big talk about a journey to the West in my class. The Tang monk said, "it's raining. It's raining. Hurry home to collect your clothes." Lei takes over the whole class. So there are good people, directly associated with summer rain students, summer rain, summer rain, is not 'rain and rain'? So, this strange scene of course appeared. Class lively, this is not, so lovely to let people want to ravage the girl, do not play a good time, how to live up to my class famous for humor? Can this bitter US summer rain classmate, originally a good, innocent small mm, was all day long chaos one pass, who can afford it.
However, the coax, is not one two, but the whole class nearly? Ah, what's more, they are very gentle! Well, it's a long way to go to solve this problem.
What shall I do? Other people's small mm Xia Yu students first soft weak retort, the amount, the effect seems to be poor, so, change to 'two ears do not hear things outside the window' -- you call you, I do my, it is irrelevant! Hey, sure enough, the effect is good. The momentum is much smaller. However, there are still people who are happy to shout and play, boring. However, we should not forget that there are a lot of humorous people in our class, and there are a lot of bold and fat people in our class, but there are also a lot of 'flower protectors'! (both men and women)
As a result, the 'flower protector' can't look down. Originally, it doesn't matter if you are joking, but you can, can, can, but you have to divide people into different parts. What's more, this, this and this are too much!
A great war began.
Some of the 'flower protectors' scolded them, some of them started to name flowers again, some of them fought against each other. What's more, they held a debate meeting directly. They criticized a lot of people, and they scolded them bloody. One word: cool!
It's hard for the students who were in the limelight before.
At the beginning, you can still say, "I said mine, it has nothing to do with you, it's really & lsquo; a dog takes a mouse -- mind your own business! Let others tell you what to do! In the end, he became "dumb eating Coptis - I can't say what I've suffered." originally, there were more than 40 students in the class, and more than 20 girls fought against the "rumors" together. In addition, more than a dozen boys fell in battle and were speechless. It's a total "beat the dog" situation! Fight, fight, fight fart!
So, at the end of the day, the matter didn't need to come out of the way of the old class, and it ended up just like that.
It's not fun. There's wood! yes or no!!!
In silence. I seem to see crows flying over Ga, GA, GA.
First day: Tian Deqiang spring rain, summer rain, autumn rain 1100 words that rain, is an angel's tears, fell into the bottom of the lake of peace of mind.
In your and my eyes, rippling layers of ripples, interpretation of the colorful Seasons & hellip; & hellip;
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Smell, the fragrance of spring rain.
One night in early spring, clinical and sleep, let the drizzle quietly drift into your dream. When you open the window in the morning, you can see a picture more beautiful than a dream. The thin raindrops are closely woven, like the yarn made of silver thread, and gently fall from the sky. Mother earth opened her sleepy eyes and looked at all things dimly in the rain with loving eyes. Curling willow man dance, green grass slightly shaking, enjoy sucking sweet rain. A little bit of new green in the misty rain into a bright wipe, tender to drop, to flow. Take a deep breath. There's a chill in the moist air. Mingled with the faint fragrance of grass and the sweetness of prosperity, it is refreshing. Do you smell the fragrance of spring rain in the air? It's the fragrance of life.
Look, the arms of summer rain.
On a hot and dry summer afternoon, a flash of lightning cuts through the gray sky, and the rumbling thunder rolls over the top and explodes heavily. Bean sized raindrops smashed down and splashed with gray and yellow dust on the ground. All of a sudden, it was dense like a curtain. In an instant, the rain converged into a stream, and then the rain flowed down like a torrent. The willow trees beside the road swayed in the rainstorm, and the long branches danced wildly, but the grass still stood tall and upright, and grew up harder in the wind and rain. All these things come into view, with such awe inspiring power, do you see the robust summer rain in the dark sky? That's the arm of youth.
Listen to the low voice of autumn rain.
One evening in autumn, the sky put away the sunshine that was no longer warm. The humidity gradually filled the dry sky, and the earth suddenly changed its color. The autumn rain approached slowly, like drops of water, like freezing points, falling in a string. Occasionally, some naughty drizzles whirled in the blue sky with the slight wind, and finally fell into the pond, tired and tired Stream, fall on the roadside, into the soil. The scattered leaves on the branches can no longer grasp the passage of life. After spinning for several times in the gray sky, they gently fall on the ground and look up at the rain on their bodies. However, there is no regret for the fallen leaves, because the branches have borne rich fruits. Just like the autumn rain without complaint, we just want to moisten the soil and give birth to more life in the coming year. Listen with your heart, the rustling sound seems to tell people the meaning of life. Do you hear the heart of autumn rain in the rustling wind? It's about dedication.
The air filtered by spring rain is the purest. Do you see that group of girls are planting young seedlings into the soil with a pair of young hands?
The sky washed by summer rain is the clearest. Did you see that group of guys running on the field with football and shouting?
The soil soaked in autumn rain is the most fertile. Did you see the old couple helping each other across the street in the sunset?
Maybe some people say that the spring rain is too weak, and I say, it is the positive and strong heart that you can't touch it; maybe some people say that the summer rain is too arrogant, and I say that you can't see its inner fire like excitement; maybe some people say that the autumn rain is too bleak, and I say that you can't understand its selflessness and dedication to life.
Love this rain, no matter in which season, or smell, or see, or listen; treasure this rain, no matter in which period of history, or yesterday, or today, or tomorrow & hellip; & hellip; holding a drop of water in my palm, I see its crystal clear body is reflecting the brilliant sunshine after the rain, in my eyes, in the bottom of my heart, the Smart Life & hellip; & hellip; About the summer composition: summer rain 600 words for several consecutive days of sultry, boring, hard to sleep, the usual morning is relatively cool, but this morning is a little bit stuffy.
'it's going to rain! 'mother said to herself, is it going to rain? Really? I went to the balcony, a layer of gray clouds cover the sky tightly, the gradual deepening of the cloud layer is getting lower and lower, as if to descend to the mortal world, visit people, the strict cloud gradually appeared cracks, a dazzling electric light cut through the black sky, like cutting water fruit, cloud layer 'separated'! Just a scene repeats ceaselessly, a lot of clouds have been attacked, and it seems that the tourists in the sky are taking photos for people. According to this situation, it is bound to rain, and I feel a burst of joy!
The sky continued to be dark, and there was no wind everywhere. I was so bored that I had to go downstairs for a walk. Ants on the side of the road lined up in a black line and moved food to high places to avoid food shortage. Dragonflies flew low, as if to explore the people's feelings, while looking at the scenery and playing, it seemed that I was reluctant to part with everything here; the small trees on the lawn were after many days The sun, is now dying, flowers also seem to know the arrival of rain, and exhausted all their strength to open the petals, in order to meet the arrival of rain!
After a long time lost, the raindrops finally fell into the earth's mother's arms. In the heat of the day, the wind disappeared because of fun and followed the leader of raindrop guide to Shenzhen. The sky is like an endless reservoir. Take the precious rain that has been stored for a long time and sprinkle it on the world like a fairy scattering flowers. Drops of water float to the window, carefully and carefully slide to the earth, leaving a beautiful arc on the glass.
With the passage of time, the thick raindrops are closely connected into a waterfall. With the waves set off by the strong wind, they are whistling and tilting endlessly, and gradually a layer of white rain and fog is floating out, just like a piece of gauze on Shenzhen.
The rain is getting smaller and smaller. Every drop of rain hits the ground, arousing one after another rare water spray. The late lei'er has only issued a warning. I am lying in the window and looking at the sky. 'ray, are you in bed again! '。
Nanshan second foreign language school (primary school in Yucai No.3 Primary School) the first day of junior high school: Tan Huilin, the summer wind and the summer rain are very sad. The night is especially bleak, and Yueer is already asleep. The summer wind is blowing, and the summer rain is dripping. Inadvertently, my mind returned to the University.
At that time, we stayed up all night together, and we didn't have to worry about when we had class the next day. At that time, we drank together. We didn't have to worry about when we were drunk. At that time, we watched beauties together. We didn't have to worry about being K because of you.
It's like the sentence "I'll be drunk today if I have wine". But I'd rather not drink, and I'd like to get drunk with you.
At that time, we didn't think the time was too slow? But now why sigh time flies; at that time, we were not too professional? But now why we do not regret now; that is we do not think the school is too bad? But now why all want to go back; because that is our youth.
It's like a response to the sentence "all the world is over." but I'd rather not have this banquet, so I chose to leave alone.
At that time, we had happiness, also had sadness, had dream, also had confusion; these are the symbols of youth.
It's like the sentence 'people are sad and happy, the moon is cloudy and waning', but I'd rather be alone.
Oh, how unrealistic I am.
Oh, how much I want to follow the wind to the Cape, to the Cape to open a corner of the sky, to see the sleeping moon, the moon today is more but yo than when it leaves. Oh, how much I want to follow the wind to the end of the world to look for you. Oh, I miss you so much.
Oh, how much I want to go back.
Today, many years later, I stand on a stone. Facing our school, facing our youth, facing our little bit by bit, tearful.
When I leave, I will remember the most subtle scene in my life. I will remember half a sentence and a look in my eyes when I was playing. From then on, I will have a better understanding of life. The old man knows whether he is healthy or not, and after a long spring & hellip; & hellip; where can we meet again? The remnant roots listen to the geese, and the sun sets