Imagination of the rain

"Sha La La, Sha La La ..." As soon as I heard the movement, I knew that the rain had come quietly. Rain is very sentimental. All kinds of rain will have different meanings and different styles. Listening to the sound of the rain, I fell into the imagination...

Spring rain is a vivid embodiment. "Spring after the rain" is the best proof. You see, after a rain in the spring, the mountains are especially fresh. Even the spring bamboo shoots that don’t like to go out have found their heads, drilled out the soil, and breathed fresh air... how comfortable! "Spring breeze is bold to comb the willow, and the night rain is full of people to run the flowers". Although it is simple, it outlines the characteristics of the spring rain "smooth and silent". Isn't this the symbol of our amiable teachers? They teach us knowledge and do things in obscurity.

The rain of summer always poured down, accompanied by thunderous thunder and sparkling electric light, all came to the world. "Black clouds turn over the ink and cover the mountains, white rain jumps into the boat." This rain is so unrestrained, so free and easy! Rain, which led me to think about it: I thought of heroic martyrs who had been vigorously in life: Dong Cunrui, Yang Jingyu... and thought of Su Shi and Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty's unrestrained faction... Xia Yu, cleaning the earth, time, cool a lot.

The rain in the autumn will always give people a feeling of desolateness. "The rain on the leaves of the phoenix tree", a poem, seven words, but depicts an autumn rain map. After reading this poem, a feeling of desolateness arises spontaneously. Autumn rain, wash away the heat of summer. Autumn rain does not necessarily mean a bleak, but also a bumper harvest. You see, in the autumn rain, the fruit is ripe, the fruit is fragrant; in the rice fields, the golden waves are turning, the cabbage, the cucumber... are all mature. Autumn rain also reminded me of Li Qingzhao of the sect of the sect, "Yi Yiqing Xiang" Liu Yong...

In winter, it is rarely raining again. It is almost rare, but the rain of the West Lake has some charm.

In the West Lake, which wants to make the West Lake better than the West, the makeup is always suitable. Su Shi sighs that "the water is bright and the sun is clear, the mountains are empty and the rain is also strange", showing the wonder of the West Lake rain. In the rain, the distant mountain statues are covered with a layer of gauze, obscured, fascinated, vaguely... more beautiful mood!

"Sha La La, Sha La La..." The sound of the rain interrupted my imaginary, and the washed land was more refreshing! Reading the rain made me feel thousands of dollars!

Sixth grade: Gao Xingyan