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It's a lovely day to rain

It rained, and the rain was thin, like thousands of thin lines, falling from the air.

Do you know where the rainbow appears? The rainbow appears after the rain! Rain can irrigate the fields. It's nice to rain to make people light!

The rain was falling, the more and more fine, and soon, it was big again. The seedlings in the field gradually grew a lot. The farmers showed a smile. They shook their bodies and sighed. In thanking the spring rain, the farmer uncle could be relaxed again. I like rainy days, because the rainy days are good. The rainy days are different from the snowy days. The snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and the rain is splashing It's raining down. The rain is pouring on you. You will feel that the light rain has melted into your body. The rain is falling day and night. It hasn't stopped until now. It can be seen that the rain is so good!

What a rainy day! It's a good day to rain!

6 2008 Wenzhou high school entrance examination full mark composition "rainy day, good" 800 words, rainy day, good

Jiangnan, misty rain. Alleys flow quietly in the small city, with elegant posture, interpreting the people or things in the small city.

The low house was covered with dark tiles. The gap between the growth of some do not know where the floating grass, a small, insignificant but very quiet, waiting for the arrival of rain. When it rains, the water falls down from the gaps one by one, forming a string of wind chimes. I will walk under the eaves and enjoy the feeling of raindrops falling on my head. Once, once, as if it was a quivering spring.

Then, the ditch in front of the door was clattering. Thin, soft, too shy... Two palm wide ditch will have shallow water sliding through, changing a variety of strange lines and lines, interwoven, reflecting the low eaves. Occasionally, I can see the vegetable leaves washed by my grandmother in the morning, floating on it, stopping and stopping, and finally flowing into the distance. And the marbles of the little boy next door are gorgeous and pure. After a while, you will hear the sound of "Pa Pa Pa". A two-year-old child is walking barefoot in the ditch. One hand is clumsily holding the corner of his trousers, and the other is rowing in the water. A kind of joy is on his heart. Mother's anger at this moment sounded, the lane will be lively, the rain is also jubilant.

Rain soaked bluestone slabs have been paved to the side of uncle's yard. The old banyan tree stands there. The leaves in the rain are green, dense, static and waiting. It is always the same. It provides shade for the people in the lane. The tree roots are embedded in the bluestone slabs, paving the road leading to the street. It is very wet and poetic. The children in slippers step on the water spray with smiling faces under the tree, jumping up and down, hiding cat and cat. My brother is good at drawing under the old eaves. Drizzling rain with lilac like elegance, he described his alley under the brush.

It's raining, moistening the thick trunk of the old tree, sipping away the dust in people's hearts, and soaking the things in the alley.

Alleys flow, in the small city, in the misty rain, in people's hearts. splendid! With the same attitude as rain.

Poetry in ordinary life "Jiangnan, misty rain.". The alleys flow quietly in the small city, with elegant posture, annotate the people or things in the small city ", which makes people yearn for from the beginning, and has the charm of Shen Congwen.

"I will walk under the eaves and enjoy the feeling of raindrops falling on my head. For a while, for a while, it seems to be a trembling spring ", which reveals the author's naive poetic feelings. It is because of this feeling that there is the poetic flavor of ordinary life below. "Occasionally I see the vegetable leaves washed by my grandmother in the morning, floating on it, stopping and stopping, and finally flowing into the distance". This is not Baudelaire's intention to regard ugliness as beauty, but the author's heart moving. Therefore, there are "green leaves waiting in the rain", "green stone board full of poetic flavor", "water spray reflecting smiling face", etc. the author moved himself and us at the same time. Interpretation of Wenzhou 08 high school entrance examination composition question: it's rainy and innocent, 350 words. After the examination in the morning, the Chinese teacher interpreted this year's composition for the reporter

This is a proposition composition, which is a traditional way of proposition. However, in recent years, with the deepening of the new curriculum concept, the proposer has carried out continuous content exploration and form innovation on the proposition composition, which makes the proposition composition gradually get rid of the disadvantages of rigid form, single theme and difficulty in examination, and has a new luster.

The title of "rainy day is good" is clear and clear, which fully reflects the idea of "no obstacle in examination". However, "barrier free" is not equal to "unlimited". There are two limitations in this topic: one is "rain", the other is "good". "Rainy day" limits the environment of the event to some extent, and "really good" limits the emotional tone of the article. For rain, this kind of material, students are also very familiar with, very easy to operate, because of familiarity, if not more in-depth, delicate discovery, the article will be easy to surface. But the difficult question is how to express the emotional experience of "good" with the help of "rain". What is good? How does it work? Students' understanding of rain is the basis of writing, and the good interpretation will determine the level of the article. From the word "really good", we can see that the proposer's good intention is to emphasize students' positive attitude towards life and healthy aesthetic self-cultivation. The purpose of the proposition maker is to guide students' perception of "rain", so as to "learn to express their unique feelings and real experience of nature, society and life creatively". The rain is the soul of water, whimpering among the green trees, bouncing in the lotus and playing music on the lake. All this seems to be able to clean up the worldly pomp and talk about the performance of poems for thousands of years. tree

"The quieter the cicadas are, the quieter the forest is, and the more secluded the mountain is the birdsong." Trees in the mountains sipping dew after the rain, fluttering wings of birds in the forest constantly shuttle. Occasionally a cicada call crisp ear, broken crystal dew panic into countless pearls, hide themselves in the soil. The roots of the tree are intricate in the soil, quietly absorbing these "pearls". Rain will quietly take root in the body of the tree, sprout and flourish. My friend, when you walk by the tree after the rain, please listen carefully to the sound of the rain blossoming

Silk flower rain, light fragrance, wipe the sun, faint tree feeling, do in this sunny day after the rain, the most beautiful flowers.

Lotus

Lotus lips and teeth, only rain can diffuse red, brilliant the whole world. Because I love Holland, I would like the rain to cut my ice cold loneliness with sharp weapons. Whenever this time, I will sit by the lotus pond, watching the lotus leaves and flowers nestling, the loneliness will be like the evaporated water has no trace. The lotus whispered in the rain has already become my eyes out of print gentle, but the rain doubts the graceful lotus, stretch out its tail to pat it. Lotus leaf always becomes the God of holding high the sky, blocking the attack of rain with the body. Someone once said, "lotus leaf is the mother of lotus flower." Yes, good. Otherwise, how can there be a little care of the leaves?

All this, do in the rain diffuse into a watercolor, affect the mother's heart.

lake

The lake is like a mirror, reflecting countless sunshine. But when the rain comes, it keeps shaking the body, like nervous, like excited. In the pain of the rain, the lake issued a cheery cry and kept shaking my heart.

After a while, the rain turned into a rain hammer, hitting the heart of the lake heavily. I asked the lake, "does it hurt?" "No pain, like touching." Oh, I see. Rain is the soul of water, the purest and cleanest River in the world. All of these, do in the rain, dense into "smoke cage cold water moon cage sand" realm.

Suddenly, I want to dance in the street with an umbrella and spinning raindrops. Then throw away the umbrella in the street, let the rain soak into the soul, revive the dead heart, say: "rainy day, good!"

The resurrection of rain is the soul of Lu Xun's wild grass, which is deeply moving. Because of rain, "I" understood trees, lotus, lake, and rain, and finally understood myself.

For example, the rain in the "tree" chapter is the soul of life. She "quietly takes root, sprouts and flourishes in the body of the tree" to let life bloom. Another example is "Lotus" in the rain, "cutting my ice drenched loneliness", under the beating of the rain, lotus leaf completed a feat of maternal love. Another example is the rain in the "Lake" chapter. The rain hammer hits the heart of the lake heavily, but the lake feels a feeling of "touching". The rain seems to be a kind of sacred emotion, which strikes people's pain directly, but makes people get a kind of new happiness. 2008 Wenzhou high school entrance examination excellent composition: rainy day, really good (2) 600 words Huangmei season family rain, Grass Pond everywhere frog.

Rain, patter, patter

The rain was weaving heavily. Accompanied by the rain, the melodious sound of Xiao lingers. So happy, so clear. "Pa!" The sound of the flute stopped suddenly. A father is like an angry lion, slapping his daughter. "It's the third day of junior high school. Can you blow a Ruizhong? You don't have to review it for me With that, she took the flute from her daughter's hand and threw it to the ground.

The daughter stood in a daze.

Tears flow through the red and swollen cheek, drop to the ground, splash to the heart.

Confused eyes peeped out the window.

The rain is not big, but there is a heavy rain in my heart Rainy day, OK?

The girl buried the flute, buried the dream, a head into the book

From then on, there was less flute in the woods and more questions in the classroom; there was a figure less on the mountain, but someone in the classroom was studying hard. She only remembers her parents' expectation, and only cries of being admitted to Ruizhong.

Everyone praised her for being sensible and eager to learn, but I don't know how many tears she fell in the rainy day.

Before the exam, the father's figure moved into the daughter's room. Her daughter was in a trance, and her father patted her gently. She seemed to wake up from a dream and look at her father in shock. "It's raining again." Said the father.

The daughter was speechless.

"Go out for a walk."

The daughter didn't believe it was the father's words.

The puzzled eyes shot at his father.

In my eyes, my father is so kind.

"Go to the woods!"

There was a flash of hope in her heart.

All of a sudden, she turned around and she ran out. Yes, she almost forgot the dust laden flute. Gently stroking its green body, with the sound of the flute, the daughter's footprints left in every corner of the forest. In the rain, she blew and laughed as much as she could. From time to time the rain fell on her face, hands, flute, she did not know.

On rainy days, she finally found her long lost self; she was finally released from endless learning; she finally could walk in the rain.

She is like a shy red bird, laughing loudly in the mountains

Rain, patter, patter

It's a rainy day. How nice!

The story takes place on rainy days. The rain angel has a special flavor of the story. The rain has witnessed the sadness of "me" and the happiness of being lost. The emotional rain is so delicate and turbulent. Therefore, the rain here is not only the clue of plot change, but also the clue of emotion change. The real rain and the inner rain blend perfectly, which not only shows the author's mastery of language, but also shows the depth of the author's emotional experience. Rain falls on "me"