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Meteorology is also beautiful


Earth, this beautiful sphere, how beautiful its dazzling blue is in the universe, there are many magical things in this planet, there are many animals and plants in nature, there is that beautiful Weather and weather, because their earth is destined to be extraordinary!

With the sound of rustling, we know that it is raining - the next spring rain, from ancient times to the present, China's China has always had the vernacular of spring rain and oil as oil, and a crystal-like raindrop draws a line from the air to draw up a range. There was a wave of ripples, which brought peace and ease in the downtown area. The most beautiful thing was watching the rain on the broken bridge of the West Lake, watching the rain splashing a splash of water and falling into the West Lake that is no longer in the world. For example, the beauty of Wonderland is not something that can be portrayed by any master. The sound of falling water and the sound of percussion are like the scorpio, giving the illusion that dreams are not dreams. The most imposing is the thunderstorm. With the arrival of the dark clouds, lightning and thunder, bursts of heavy rain, falling, and thunderous sounds give people a sense of pride and arrogance. Approximating the drums is like a thousand knights screaming in the sky, and a thousand drunk poets are screaming at the clouds.

day! It’s clear, the clouds are cracking, the sun shines on the earth, and the people who come out to see the sky are surprised to find that there is a rainbow in the sky. Yes, there is no rain and rain, you can see the rainbow. Just like life, only after the experience can you find that life is color. Beautiful.

The leaves are yellow, the wind is slightly smashed, and the golden leaves fall slowly in the air. They seem to be playing with the wind. They seem to be dancing with the wind. They spin in the air, turn around and play tired and lie down and fall asleep. In the pleasant season, the wind is the busiest. He brought the rich rice and fruit fragrance to the farmers, telling them that they are mature, and this year is a good harvest year. It brought coolness to the peasant uncles who were harvesting their own fruits. When the sun sets in the evening, there is a cloud of fire in the sky. It gives the earth a golden red color, and makes everything so dreamy. You see the children in the distance laughing, and the sky makes their little red face flush red. Now, the cock's cockscomb is golden, and the white hair of Grandpa is also shining. Looking at the West, there are a few red horses that are chasing them. They are getting more and more. If you look closely, you will find that the fire in the sky is a living eight-horse picture. They seem to be chasing after playing, for a while. The horse disappeared and there was something that the two groups didn't know what it was, hehe! This time there are two cows, one big and one small, they are opposite, I understand, this is an old calf map, the old cow looks like a lovingly looking at the calf and then sticks out his tongue and licks the calf, they Slowly blurred, it seems that the Mavericks relied on the old cow to slowly move into the distance. Soon after, the sky appeared a dragon and a golden dragon. The Xiaguang evenly sprinkled on the burning cloud, giving him a kind of power to rule the world. I seem to I heard the sound of the dragon, it flew away, and the clouds went away. Looking at it, the fire cloud disappeared, and I entered the door with a disappointed expression.

The north wind is coming, yeah! It has already entered the winter, the cold north wind is roaring, and the snow falling in the sky is falling. The arrival of the first snow is very joyful. It is the so-called Ruixue Zhaofeng Year, and this snow will surely bring joy to the next year. Every household opens the door and window and looks at it. I grabbed a piece of six-ribbed flower in my palm. It was as light as a cigarette, the jade was as moist, the cloud was white, and the ground was covered with a layer of silver. It was turned into a hand, leaving only a beach. Clear water.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, I think I should enter the door too.

The third day of Yubei Middle School, Lanshi Town, Lufeng City, Lufeng City, Guangdong Province

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