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Beautiful four seasons

The beautiful four seasons

The flowers slowly open, the snowflakes on the ground slowly melt, and the grass makes great efforts to drill its head out of the snow. We know that spring is coming,

The weather is getting hot, the wind is gone, more and more people are swimming, we know summer is coming.

The leaves fall, the weather becomes cool, feet on the leaves make the sound of scraping, we know that autumn is coming.

The weather became colder, the snowflakes began to float, the world became white, we know that winter is coming.

Chapter 2: the beautiful four seasons, Irene

There are many sounds in nature. There's the sound of cars, the sound of furniture & hellip; & hellip;

I like the sound of whirring, because it makes me think of the sound of the wind blowing through the jungle, the broom sweeping over the ground, the sound of the stream flowing slowly & hellip; & hellip; among them, I like to hear the sound of the curtain being blown by the wind, because when the wind blows, the soft wind blows across my face, ah, at that time, I was really comfortable, like flying freely in the wind. There are many voices in the world, but some can be heard, others can't be heard. If you have a heart that you love to hear, you will hear it. Chapter 3: beautiful four seasons

I like spring. The grass from the soil stretches, the flowers rush to open, and the birds sing happily.

I like summer, the beautiful lotus blossom, the sun is like a burning fire, ignited our passion.

I like autumn, the golden rice piece after piece, the broad fields rolling waves of harvest, the farmer uncle showed a brilliant smile

I like winter, the earth covered with a layer of snow-white quilt, children playing in the snow, plum blossom in the wind and snow proud open.

Chapter 4: beautiful four seasons Lei Zihan

There are four seasons in a year: spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In spring, people put on vests and jackets, go out for outings, go to amusement parks and take a walk in parks.

In summer, the hot sun shines on the earth, people feel too hot, so they only wear one dress, some run home to turn on the electric fan.

In autumn, the wind is cool, but it's a little bit cold. The leaves on the trees are almost gone, and people wear a little more.

In winter, there are white snowflakes in the sky. Some trees don't have any leaves falling down, and some trees become bald. The wind is very cold, and people on the street become fat.

Chapter 5: beautiful four seasons Wu GUANCHEN

Sister Chun is a magician. When he blew, the trees turned green, the fields turned green, and the flowers bloomed.

Brother Xia is a magician. When he blew, the sun became like a big fireball, the air conditioner turned on, and the children went swimming.

Aunt Qiu is a magician. When he blew, the orchard became very lively and people were harvesting fruits.

Grandpa Dong is a magician. When he blew, the fields became white and the children put on thick clothes.

Siji is a magician. He 'huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The ability of four seasons is really great!

Chapter 1: rain in four seasons

The rain in four seasons is wonderful!

The spring rain came, grass quickly drill out to welcome its arrival. Xiaohua showed a smiling face, as if to say: 'hello Chunyu! Hello, Chunyu! '

Spring rain is gentle, it came to the bamboo grove, quietly called the sleeping shoots: "little shoots, get up, get up, spring is coming! Spring is coming! "Shoot bud, wake up from the dream, stretch, drill out the soil.

Summer rain can be really naughty, said to stop, said to stop, caused father-in-law thunder: "boom, boom! Don't run away, you boy. Let me catch you. "Granny lightning also came to scold her. She grabbed Yuwa's ass and gave her a good beating, which made her cry. The sun came and the rain doll stopped crying. The farce finally ended. Rainbow bent over with a smile, lotus blushed with a smile, and little fish jumped out of the water and said: 'it's fun, it's so fun! '

Autumn rain is a painter. Look at it. With a stroke of the pen, it turns the leaves of the ginkgo tree yellow and the face of the apple red. Autumn rain is also 'overbearing', it drives away the heat of summer and brings the cool of autumn. Autumn rain is also sensible, when it knows the farmer uncle to harvest fruit, it will hide far away.

The winter rain is a magician, it turns itself into hail, snow & hellip; & hellip; let people love and hate. It's freezing in winter! Ice lake formed a thick layer, ice people wrapped themselves into a big dumpling, ice trees shiver. The rain in winter is really strange. What does it think? Oh, it wanted to turn everything white!

The rain in the four seasons is so changeable! I love the rain all the year round!

Chapter 2: rain in four seasons

When I was in kindergarten, I thought rain was a wonderful thing. Falling from the sky, like singing to me. I gently stretched out my little hand and let the rain slap on my hand.

As the saying goes: 'spring rain is as expensive as oil'. The continuous spring rain moistens the tender green wheat seedlings and sends out the fragrance of soil. Spring rain is like a gentle and quiet little girl, sprinkling over mountains and watering through green terraces. The rain seeps into the soil, and the wheat seedlings stretch their green leaves. After the baptism of the rain, they are green and ready to drop. After a spring rain, the farmer's uncle showed a smile and couldn't close his mouth.

The rain in summer is not as gentle as the rain in spring. It pours down under the interweaving of lightning and thunder, like a basin of water being overturned. The sky and the earth are like a huge bead curtain hanging, and nothing can be seen clearly. It fell on the ground and splashed with dimples. It came and went without a trace, disappeared in a flash, only to see a beautiful rainbow hanging in the sky. It eliminates the summer heat, so that people spend in the cool.

In autumn, you can feel the autumn wind filling your ears, whistling with rhythm. Rain swept by the wind, oblique, dense, yellow leaves are also dancing, have fallen. The autumn rain is different from the summer rain. It's like a fairy with a magic wand. It sprinkles the rain on the trees. The leaves are golden, like money trees. The maple forest is also dyed red. Looking around, it's like a sea of fire, and you can't tell which branch it is. It's like a rare splash of ink!

The winter rain is cold and biting, and the rain is mixed with snowflakes, falling on the ground, countless, disappeared in the blink of an eye. I like the rain in winter. I like the rain that is not rain but rain.

Rain, although sometimes bring unhappiness, but rain is the most unique scene of nature! Chapter 3: rain in four seasons

The spring rain is very gentle, the transparent drizzle slowly falls, awakens all things. Summer rain is powerful, it rolled thunder and lightning, to show their strength. Autumn rain is sweet, it brings fruit with everyone. Winter rain is cold, it is a little shy, only a little bit at a time, let everything sleep.

The rain is different in different seasons.

Spring, the spring rain from the sky, fine as hair on the leaves, petals, immediately into a pearl. The leaves are greener and the flowers are redder.

Summer rain came, the sky appeared a lightning, raindrops slapped on the leaves, umbrella, played a happy music. The rain stopped and the air became fresh.

Autumn rain, walking in the fields, in the orchard, absorb enough fragrance to fall to the ground, it brings the fruit fragrance to people, let people taste the sweet fruit.

Winter is cold. The winter rain brings a moment of vitality to the quiet day. It plays a lullaby for the flowers and trees, playing music for the arrival of the new spring.

Ah! The rain of the four seasons, I like you, I hope you will always play this' song of the four seasons'

Chapter 4: rain in four seasons

As the saying goes: spring rain is as expensive as oil. Indeed, with the arrival of the drizzle, the earth has been moistened by the freezing of winter, and everything is full of vitality and hope. The spring rain is as thin as ox hair. It doesn't hurt at all when it hits on the face. So I like to dance in the spring rain, as if the whole world belongs to me, that kind of feeling is so cool! Spring rain, the hope of the beginning of the four seasons.

Although summer rain also brings coolness to crops, trees and flowers, it is too violent and hurts them carelessly. Summer rain rampant, only won people's resentment, resentment of the merciless rainstorm. Before the rain, the dark clouds suddenly fell, a dark, giving a sad feeling. With thunder, lightning, wind & hellip; & hellip; show the power of nature. Rain hit the window, playing with thunder, lightning, wind and harmonious music, people suddenly fear. Summer rain is the most vigorous symbol of life in the four seasons.

With a little coolness, the autumn wind brings the harvest rain. The flowing umbrellas on the street have become the most beautiful scenery, like a long running river. No matter what, can not resist the arrival of autumn, fruit harvest. Autumn rain is the most mature rain in the four seasons.

Have you ever seen the rain in winter? When it comes to winter, we will think of snow, but sometimes there will be sleet, sometimes even direct rain. The rain is very small in winter. People usually don't take umbrellas. Winter rain gives people a happy mood, but some people don't pay attention to it. Winter rain is the tenderness of winter.

Four seasons of rain, each has its own merits, I love.

Chapter 5: the history of rain and snow in four seasons

Rain, like Mona Lisa's smile, beautiful with a trace of mystery.

Spring rain, like a careful and gentle mother, quietly, gently sprinkle the rain on all things, thousands of silver, rippling in the air, diffuse veil, draped in the colorful flower bed, rain falls into the water, like drops into the crystal jade plate, splashing pearls, rain falls on the treetops, like carding soft long hair for treetops, rain falls on the earth, rolling up Bursts of smoke, the land seems to open a sweet dimple.

The rain in summer is like a man with an irascible temperament. Long thunder comes down from the sky, and more than a dozen silver snakes dance in the sky, as if fighting for food.

Autumn rain is like a urchin, jumping and shouting to come to this world, a strip of rain, a drop of rain, crystal clear and exquisite, fell in the pool, the silent pool into a gentle and beautiful girl.

The rain in winter is not as gentle as spring, not as violent as summer, and not as lingering as autumn, but it has the piercing cold, not big or small rain, mixed with the piercing wind, which adds a bit of vigor to the proud winter.

This is the rain of the four seasons.