In the morning, I opened my eyes and saw the gray sky. When I opened the window, a gust of wind came. It's so comfortable. After a while, I heard the crackling sound, and then I knew it was raining. Diary Diary of grade three
The rain is like silk threads, falling on the ground and puffing up one by one. The content of this page is pushed by "read. 4hw. Com. CN". The more the rain falls, the bigger it is. The ground is full of water. The rain falls on the grass like pearls, shining.
The rain stopped, a few small sparrows on the ground jumping, very happy. How fresh the air is after the rain!