Summer rain

The sun is baking the earth. Little golden hair stretched out his tongue and gasped. The leaves were languid and bowed their heads. They knew that they were calling on the trees, and even the air had a temperature. Everything seemed so impetuous.

Suddenly, the sky darkened and the sun was swallowed up by the dark clouds. A strong wind passed and the leaves were sizzling. The wind blows the clothes, so cool. I was enjoying the cool wind. A raindrop fell on my arm. I looked up and saw the big rain particles coming to me. I rushed into the room and sat at the desk. Through the window, I heard the sound of the wind blowing the leaves; I saw the raindrops rolling on the glass windows, line by line, covered with windows, blurring my view. The big trees, houses, roads... are all immersed in the watery world, dancing with the wind.

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The rain stopped and the wind stopped playing. I rushed to the outside. I greedily breathe the fresh air after the rain. I knelt down and found that a snail in the corner was crawling towards the water, as if I wanted to enjoy this cool natural ice spring! The crystal clear water drops play a slide between the green leaves, and the world of the blink of an eye slides to the tip of the leaf.

"Look, it's beautiful!" I was attracted by the laughter of a group of children. I stood up and looked forward, "Wow, it turned out to be a rainbow!" I cried excitedly. The beautiful iridescent hangs on the horizon, like a fairy watching the world. The cool weather, accompanied by the fascinating iridescence, is also very pleasant!

I heard that I heard the song on the tree, but this time it was no longer so weak, and it was no longer so impetuous. I saw the Golden Retriever dog again, it was no longer gasping, and the happy tail was shaken.

Many people don't like rain, because it will bring a lot of trouble, but I love rain, love summer rain, after each rain, I think of it, I found that the summer rain is mixed with rhythm, the rhythm is accompanied by coloring, and the color is accompanied by softness. Vibrant!

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