Freehand rain

The spring rain is soft and slender. The spring rain leaps and falls, quietly floating to the earth, nourishing all things, the so-called "moisturizing things are silent". Like a cow's hair, like a flower needle, such as a thin line. what! Spring rain, gently falling on our hair, licking our warm cheeks, lying in the arms of the Mother Earth.

Rain as thousands of silver silk floated down from the sky, the eaves fell into rows of water droplets, like a beautiful bead curtain. In the vegetable field, the spring rain girl gently sprinkles the sweat, the seedlings are working hard to grow, the seeds open their mouths and taste the sweetness of the milk. The flowers smiled and filled with happy tears; the wicker was drunk, shaking the slender waist; Xiaoxi smiled and smiled.

The rain in summer is rude and unrestrained. The summer weather is like a child's face, and it is changed. It has just been clear and clear, and it will be clouded in a blink of an eye. Suddenly, the wind was raging, and the dark clouds were tumbling, just like a thousand troops and horses pressed over to us. A lightning bolt is like a sword, landslide field control. With the rumbling of the rumbling, the big raindrops of the peas fell on the window grilles, playing a passionate piece of music with great strength.

The thunder roared and roared, as if to shake the sky, the rain was more violent, as if everything was to be seen. Xia Yu is such a rough and unrestrained, let us feel the most powerful passion.

The autumn rain is sweet and lingering. Autumn rain and sand, like a sobbing, seems to be telling people about the sorrow of separation, the loneliness of being alone. The autumn rain hits the yellow leaves, and the weak leaves can't resist such a beat. The yellow leaves are helplessly falling off the tree, and the fluttering sky is like a yellow butterfly dancing. It is also true and false. The autumn rain hit the maple leaf, and the maple leaf was embarrassed by the banging face. The fire-like color added a splendid color to the maple leaf in Xiao Xiaoqiu.

The rain of autumn is to give us a good news. Look, the golden wheat field is shining with gold, as if to say it; look at it, I have grown so many fruits, come and harvest. Autumn rain, moistened a red apple, dyed a bunch of grapes, and smeared a pear.

Winter rain, very small, very small...

In a few hundred years, the sound of dusty months was suppressed. Carrying the high wall of dead branches and broken leaves, blocking the dry and broken cockroaches. It’s already scattered in December, shaking and shaking... Is this snow? Still winter rain? Looking forward to the snow for a few months? No, is this the winter rain? People are disappointed, this awful rain! Don't turn into a summer storm. The rain in winter is still very small... Although the spring green sprouts are not provoked, the aroma of the cold earth grove is provoked. Although it can't stop the winter breeze, it ended the winter cold. After playing the accordion for a few months, it finally became a piano, playing and playing... Is it rain? Yes. Winter rain! The snow waiting for a long time is finally coming. People are excited, this snow makes the messenger during the day, the winter rain has come, will the snow be far behind? People are disappointed, screaming, rain, when will it stop? People are excited and looking forward to

Rain, hurry up, just wait for you to bring snowflakes! People are disappointed, and will eventually welcome the warm snow with a cold heart; people are looking forward to the warmth of the snow with warm hearts. Why not let the heart change warmer? Winter rain, you are very small and small, and you are very embarrassed, and you are looking forward to...

Third day: Pooh without a pig