It rains again weekly diary
It’s Raining Again Weekly Diary
The work has come to an end inadvertently. I believe everyone must be deeply touched. It is time to write a weekly diary carefully. What kind of weekly diary is a good weekly diary? The following is the weekly diary I collected and compiled. You are welcome to learn from and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.
It’s Raining Again Weekly Diary 1
The weather has been really bad these days. It has been raining every day for two months. For two months, God seemed to be preparing us to cut down trees and destroy the environment. This is God's punishment.
During the punishment, I was like a beast under house arrest, rushing out to hunt for prey, but there was a threat blocking me, so I couldn't get out no matter what. Mother's washed clothes can't go out to bask in the sun. Both the clothes and mother are worried. The farmer's uncle felt even worse. The crops in the farmland were so wet that they cried. The farmer's uncle couldn't go to the fields, so he could only turn a blind eye. The policeman was even more tired. In such a stormy season, every household should turn on the heater and rest, but the policeman still stood guard in the rain. After all, rainy days are the natural enemy of driving! Without command or in the blink of an eye, "Boom!" there's another car crash, there's another traffic jam, it's so annoying! God is playing tricks on us too. For example, when I finally waited until it was sunny, I was just about to go out to play, when my mother was trying to dry the clothes, and when the farmer uncle was going to the fields, "Bang!" "Crash--" Another violent storm started. It's March now. We could have put on beautiful and gorgeous new clothes, but because of God's punishment, we continue to wear heavy cotton-padded jackets.
Oh my God! Let our little world be sunny! Let us live a happy day with sunny weather!
It’s Raining Again Weekly Diary 2
Tick-tock, tick-tock, I just opened my eyes and heard the sound of raindrops outside the window. I couldn’t help but feel distressed: Why is it happening again? It's raining. Didn't it rain every day the past few days? Why is it raining again today? Alas, I hate rain the most. I can’t play at all and I can’t be happy. I have to hold an umbrella when walking on the street. It’s really troublesome!
I was lying on the table doing my homework out of boredom, listening to the "tick-tock-tock" sound of the rain, which seemed to be making fun of me. Thinking of this, an anger grew stronger and stronger in my heart. I wanted to go out and play so much, but when I thought about the cold raindrops hitting me accurately, I couldn't help but shiver, thinking that I would be at peace at home!
The more I think about it, the angrier and angrier I get, and the more I think about it, the more bored I become. I miss weekends with sunshine! The sun shines on my body and I am not cold at all. I can play happily in the sun and on the grass. At this time, the sound of a small raindrop jumping on the eaves brought me back to reality. "Yes, how can it not rain all year round? If it doesn't rain all year round, wouldn't all the crops die?" I comforted myself in my heart. Alas, if it rains, let it rain! Even if it rains heavily, there's nothing we can do about it. The weather can't be changed just by us humans. Forget it, let God decide everything!
It’s Raining Again Weekly Diary 3
I don’t know why the rain is hitting the windowsill. I like the way my hair floats.
But I don’t know whether I like it or hate it. The lonely sound of rain made me feel a little worried. I can't explain the feeling, so lonely on the window sill...
I looked around.
Smoke curls in the distance. In dreams, there is always a girl wearing green clothes with dark belts. She is always in sight. There was only the black window sill in front of me, and except for the transparent glass, nothing else could be seen clearly... It was also raining outside, and there was a gray sky in the distant corridor. The misty sky seems a little pale. There is resentment in my heart. Very confused.
I sighed, why is there such a terrifying night, such a terrifying sky, and such a shadow of resentment.
I don’t like being that sad.
When the wind blows. Just think of it as beautiful love...
Wearing white plain clothes, two streamers are fluttering in the wind. yes.
Weimei probably wants to be like this.
Another dream is late autumn. The late autumn of the soul. Sitting on the bench, watching the yellow leaves falling.
So drifting.
The fallen leaves are all golden on the ground. The taste of late autumn. Meaningful. Such depth is unfathomable...
The wind must love me very much. I like the brushiness of it. How beautiful is a backbone yet graceful and floating figure...
Beautiful.
It’s Raining Again Weekly Diary 4
Alas, due to the total solar eclipse, Father Sun seems to have been injured by Sister Moon. It has been raining for more than ten days in a row, which is really a headache. No! After I woke up, I immediately looked around to see if it would rain today. Green trees, birds standing on the branches singing beautiful songs, and water in the stream gurgling. "Wow! What a beautiful scenery!" I couldn't help but exclaimed, "But why is there a dark cloud in the sky! It's really a fly in the ointment."
Suddenly, I felt that all the colors turned into gray, My mood suddenly fell from the peak to the bottom. "Don't let it rain! Don't let it rain!" I prayed silently in my heart. At the moment I thought about it, the dark clouds became bigger and bigger, seeming to cover the entire sky, so heavy that I could hardly breathe.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, like a silver snake.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening sound sounded in my ears. After a while, raindrops as big as filaments fell. In the blink of an eye, the raindrops became denser, like a rain curtain, falling from the sky and hanging in the air. After a while, the heavy raindrops shattered the mirror-like water surface, scaring away the small fish that originally wanted to see the rain scene on the water. The rain was pouring down, and it didn't stop for a moment, drowning many crops and the farmers' hard work for a year.
Looking at the non-stop rain, I had a series of questions in my mind: "When will it stop raining? When will the sun come out?"
It's raining again. Weekly Diary 5
It started to rain again, and the rain was still so heavy, as if someone was crying in the sky. The rain falls along the eaves, cold and crystal clear, one drop, two drops, three drops...
Are you crying? And what are you crying about? Are you, like me, secretly shedding tears in your heart while struggling towards your goal? They used to laugh at me, laugh at me, giggle at me, and be dumbfounded, but I didn't care. That's because they didn't understand. Choose your own path, cast your own seeds, don't care about what others think, and move forward bravely. As wonderful as this world is, you don’t have to be so irritable, why should you be angry, why should you be sad, why should you be troubled? The world is like this, you should learn to face everything with a smile, learn to observe the beauty of this world, and accept it calmly...
The rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the sun shone on the earth again, you smiled Oh, your smile is so bright and charming.
From now on, don’t cry anymore, don’t shed your precious pearl tears, because you will find that when you face everything with a smile, they are also smiling at you, remember - keep the smile on you face forever!