Descriptive essay on rainy days

1. Composition about rainy days

The sky is still covered with dark clouds and raining.

In mid-air, there were clouds of white smoke, covering everything around it. It seemed that the whole world would be swallowed up, getting thicker and thicker. Xiaohe Composition Network

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and everything immersed in it seems to be in a still state except for it. All was still, silent, silent. Xiaohe Composition Network

I held an umbrella and wandered in the clear rain, listening to it sing high and low. Occasionally, I found a pool of stagnant water, but on this rainy day, it began to boil.

With a ding-dong sound, ripples appeared, slowly expanding and disappearing. Silver-white thin lines continuously break the mirror, intertwined with the sound of splashing water. The wind was blowing gently, mixed with the gentle raindrops, rushing toward me. As gentle as a mother, it warms me; as refreshing as a father, it cools me; as kind and sweet as a friend. Let my heart scatter with the rain, float with the wind, flow with the emotions, and think with the feelings.

This vague and wonderful dreamland, this poetic fairyland on earth, reminds me of: the continuous clear rain calls out all spirits.

This moist realm of billowing white smoke, this silent fairyland, made me sing: the drizzle is invisible on wet clothes, and the idle flowers falling to the ground are silent.

This intoxicating state filled with the fragrance of flowers, this hidden fairyland that I can't extricate myself from, makes me sigh: It gets dark one day, and the rain will not stop, but the heavy rain will come tomorrow.

The rain is getting heavier and louder, and it is more moving; the wind is getting faster and stronger, and it is even more shocking. The tinkling tinkling on the small pool became more lively and cheerful. The clouds are getting more numerous and getting darker; the sky is getting darker and getting narrower. The rainy day became more beautiful and exciting as the wind and rain stopped.

I still held the umbrella and continued walking. The crystal water drops burst from the umbrella handle to my hands. It was cool and warm, and there was an unspoken feeling of intimacy and comfort flowing in my heart. I stepped on the fallen leaves under my feet, and this endless soul was running. My whole body seemed to be filled with strength. Looking at the ordinary world in the rain, I smiled slightly.

On weekdays, I am melancholy and always want to desperately seek the source of happiness. In fact, now I understand that paying attention to every moment in life also shows my love for life, which is also happiness. I stood there for a long time, taking the umbrella away from my head, letting the rain wet my hair, my clothes, and my long-closed heart. Listen to the rain still singing, keep singing, sing with all your strength... 2. A piece of composition describing a rainy day (to set off a bad mood)

There is light rain outside the window. Alas, it’s another rainy day. The entire small mountain village was shrouded in drizzle, like a shy little girl hiding shyly in her mother's arms.

At this time, the most frequent cicada sounds stopped. Zhizhi, who is the most noisy on weekdays, should take shelter from the rain at home today. Feeling depressed, Xiaowan, who had just finished arguing with her parents, crawled on the window sill blankly. With a gloomy look on her face, she drank a can of Coke boredly, looking out at the rolling mountains in the distance. She just couldn't understand why her parents always wanted to interfere with her life and nag her all day long. Take the reason for this quarrel as an example. Xiaowan was alone in her room chatting with her classmates on QQ. She went out for a while, and her parents went through her chat history. In Xiaowan's popular language, this is depriving her of her privacy. Unexpectedly, her parents immediately fell out with her, and her mother said angrily: "Hey, I washed your underwear when you were a child, and you still came out of my belly, and you still talk to me about privacy, you This kid is getting more and more outrageous!"

Thinking of this, Xiaowan couldn't help but frowned and squeezed the finished Coke can tightly. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She turned back to her room, packed her luggage, and went out. Dad was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. When he saw her outfit, he asked loudly: "Hey, where are you going? I'm warning you, you are not allowed to go anywhere until you reflect on it!" Then he whispered again. He cursed: "This kid, if you don't discipline him properly, he will become more and more outrageous!" "Don't worry about it!" "Bang" followed by a loud slam of the door, Xiaowan walked out of the house angrily. Dad was so angry that he blushed and yelled: "Okay, you go, you better not come back after you leave!" 3. Beautiful passages describing rainy days

1. The rain is falling slowly, and the buildings in the distance are Hazy. The rain fell in the small puddle, splashing water, small, cute water splash... Suddenly a strong wind rolled up the curtains, and the sound of raindrops sounded on the awning outside the window, a flash of lightning, and a thunderbolt. There was a loud noise, a thunder exploded on the roof of the building, and in an instant, heavy rain fell from the sky.

2. In the early morning, the moonlight is faint and the autumn rain is continuous. The raindrops were fluttering on the ground, and the raindrops were thin, like silver needles, and like bright silver threads, shining.

3. The West Lake in the drizzle seems to be more charming. It's like a landscape picture taken with a soft light lens, hazy, like an ink painting. It's like looking at a beauty through a gauze curtain, feeling her beauty, elegance, and charm, but being unable to lift the gauze curtain to see her clearly.

4. It was drizzling at first, like a precious gauze in the sky. The rain was a bit heavier, and the rain fell to the ground, ticking, ticking, like a masterpiece of rain. The sky became dark, dark clouds slowly covered the sky, and the rain became heavier and heavier. Gradually, the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, the sun also showed its smiling face, and the earth became bright again. Opening the window, the fresh air rushed into my face, making my face feel cold.

5. The naughty raindrops hit the river like steel balls thrown down by someone, splashing high water; they fell straight down like beans through a sieve, shattering the mirror-like lake surface. It scared away the little fish who originally wanted to jump onto the water to see the rain scene. Thick raindrops hit the windows of other houses, making a thumping sound.

6. It started to rain heavily, and the big raindrops kept falling like broken pearls. The rain fell heavier and heavier, and soon the rain falling on the ground merged into a stream and laughed "gurglingly" Singing, singing, dancing, running forward, the raindrops are like pearls, sprinkled on the river, causing ripples on the calm water.

7. The spring rain comes slowly and leaves slowly. I don't know how long it took before the rain stopped. As time passed, a bird flew across the sky and chirped, and I realized that the rain had stopped. However, the sky is still gray, the air is still humid and fresher than before, the earth still retains its gossamer, and you can still see water droplets slowly condensing and dripping from the leaves.

8. Gradually, the wind weakened and the world became calm again. Looking around, the heavy rain is still falling, but the strong wind has completely disappeared. The raindrops fell continuously from the eaves like broken beads, and flowers bloomed on the ground. The accumulated water falling on the ground forms a mini "Dongting Lake", where the small mounds are the land, and a few leaves happen to be floating by. This is a leisurely fishing boat - so interesting!

9. The rain hit the ground, and the splashes looked like naughty children, and disappeared without a trace. But the stars on the side greedily sucked the rainwater to moisten themselves. The rainwater hit the leaves mercilessly, making a crackling sound. The rainwater hitting the tiles flowed down the cracks and fell to the ground. The water was turbulent, like a waterfall, and the thumping sound broke the silence in front of the door.

10. The rain hit the window, making a "tick, tick" sound. The sky is like a big sieve, which is tirelessly sprinkling raindrops like silver coins onto the earth. In the distance, the building shrouded in the rainy mountains flickered like a mirage, making it unpredictable. From time to time, a red light lit up, giving people a hint of warmth.

11. The scenery in the rain curtain is also hazy, appearing and disappearing, seeming to be there and not at all. The wind blew, the rain curtain swayed, and the scene in the rain seemed to be erratic. I walked out of the house and walked comfortably in the rain. The poem "The morning rain in Weicheng makes light dust, and the guest houses are green and the willows are new" came to my mind, and I couldn't help but recite it. The rain fell from the sky like thousands of silver threads, and a row of drainage drops fell from the eaves, like beautiful bead curtains.

12. The rain scene is so beautiful, it is like a Chinese landscape painting, like a poem, and like a beautiful and hazy dream... Just when I was completely intoxicated by this beautiful scenery, suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, I was suddenly startled. I was always worried that this scenery would disappear in an instant and would never be seen again. I greedily admired this beautiful scenery like a wet ink painting and refused to leave for a long time... < /p>

13. The raindrops began to hit the surface of the stream, and the silver flowers bloomed, shining brightly, and pearls jumped up, sparkling and dazzling; the raindrops fell on the ground, rolling up a puff of light smoke, and the ground seemed to Smiling dimples bloomed; the raindrops hit the leaves and made a beautiful sound, like an excellent pianist playing melodious tunes, which was very beautiful.

14. Rain, it gives the leaves a bath. The originally gray leaves turned out to be like emerald, crystal clear and completely new. The noisy road also became quiet. On the wet road, only students after school were left holding umbrellas and walking in the rain, like small petals blooming in the rain.

15. At this time, there is another scene outside the door. I sat in front of the window and looked outside. There seemed to be an extremely wide bead curtain hanging between the sky and the earth, and I couldn't see anything clearly. The rain fell on the ground and splashed water, which was very beautiful. The rainwater flowed down the eaves, like broken pearls at first, and gradually connected into a line. There is more and more water on the ground, forming small streams.

4. Sentences describing cloudy days

The dark clouds in the sky are dancing, and they can no longer hold back the mood of being released.

People on the ground are facing a darkening and gloomy sky. Depressed,

On cloudy days, there is always a feeling of loss, and the mood sinks.

Cloudy days are a good time for people to think quietly.

< p> A cloudy day always indicates that it will rain;

After a while, the rain fell from the sky, breaking the dullness,

It seems that all tragedies happen on rainy days, so People are destined to always feel lost on cloudy and rainy days;

I don’t like cloudy days,

This feeling makes me feel lonely and lost,

It’s like a The lively party has just ended.

On cloudy days, I always think about many things.

But the more I think about it, the more sad I feel.

Only when the heavy rain comes, Go out,

let the rain hit your face and body,

enjoy the charm of the dark clouds being released,

only then can your heart Also followed by release. 5. Paragraph describing a cloudy day

The dark clouds in the sky are dancing, and they can no longer hold back the mood of being released. People on the ground are facing a darkening, gloomy and depressing sky. There are always cloudy days. A feeling of loss, and the mood also sank. Cloudy days are a good time for people to think quietly. Cloudy days always indicate that it is going to rain. After a while, the rain fell from the sky, breaking the dullness. It seemed that everything All the tragedies happened on rainy days, so people are destined to always feel lost on rainy days; I don’t like cloudy days. This feeling makes me feel lonely and lost, as if a lively party has just ended. On cloudy days, I always feel I think about many things, but the more I think about it, the sadder I feel. Only when the heavy rain comes, go out, let the rain hit your face and body, and enjoy the charm of the dark clouds being released, can your heart be released as well.

It’s cloudy again. Dalian has not seen the sun for a long time. It seems to be the rainy season in the south. It always rains non-stop, light rain, and patter. It’s really a mess after cutting constantly! I like this kind of weather, a little rain, just enough that I don’t need to hold an umbrella, just like this, like fog and rain, cool, coupled with the overcast weather and bursts of cool breeze, it is very comfortable and refreshing.

Sometimes I always spend my time in confusion, sometimes I am very happy, sometimes I am very sad, just like the sky outside, maybe it is because of the cloudy sky, I feel a little sad, as if I have been Isolated from the world, I am alone, lonely and helpless. I wanted to catch someone, even if I was just talking, but when I said, "I'm so busy," I realized that I was the only one who was bored.

Wandering around the Internet and opening "Daddy-Long-Legs" is even more boring.

I found an article that was well written and very touching. "There will be angels who will love you for me." It was even more sad. Are there really angels? It was a cloudy day, and I was in a gloomy mood. When I read Wang Anyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", I spent a lot of time introducing the environment in the first part, which was delicate and hazy. The section describing pigeons suddenly reminded me of the hackberry tree and white birch. In the sentence in the forest, "The sky is still hazy, there are still pigeons flying, who will prove the love and life without tombstones." In "Long", the pigeons are like witnesses of old Shanghai, precipitating its era. Unique hesitation. Suitable for viewing in such weather, fighting fire with fire! It's always good to be remembered when you receive a NetEase Christmas card. Today is another dark day, it's rainy outside. I'm afraid of such weather, it will awaken the bad mood that scares me. Sad memories and chaotic thoughts will Together, the sweet memories will be driven into the deepest corner of my heart. After working overtime, I will sit down and be in a daze. There is no sound equipment to relax in the room. So, when I sing, my voice will sound low and out of tune. , I sang casually but listened carefully. I found myself ridiculously nervous! Originally, the purpose of living in a single room was to read and study quietly alone, but it has been a long time since we moved here and we haven’t touched the books. How great it would be if we could get back to the old school self! As a class study committee member, I always warn myself to study hard and not fall behind or lose face. But looking at myself now, I feel like I am possessed by a devil and I can’t help myself. Suddenly I feel that what I present to the world every day is not real. The self is a walking corpse without a soul, a heartless body. Why don't you donate this body of flesh? Maybe that can comfort the sincere guilt. I asked myself over and over again. It's really hard to love someone today. I can't see her smiling face. It's another cloudy day. My expectations have not changed. I hope that one day in the future you can be by my side and see the home I weaved. But now you can't see that everything I have done for you has turned into your tasteless smile. My sky has turned cloudy. I can no longer look at that blue sky. I don’t know what I did wrong. You ignored me. You are the color of my sky. You know I can’t lose you. But you don’t care. My sky is still cloudy. I want to go back to my blue sky, but I am too attached to you and can’t bear to leave. Can you give me my blue sky? Give me the happiness I want, okay? Tell me you will always be by my side, okay? On cloudy days, I pray before it rains. I hope you can see the cloudy days. I hope you can drive away the dark clouds for me. On cloudy days, I am by your side and impress the dark sky with my smile. It is another gloomy day. Everything is like a play. In the end, Find ourselves spinning in circles.

In the early morning, I walked to the crossroads again and started my busy day. Yes, the busy days have begun again. Sometimes we find that our life is repetition, and life is extended in repetition without end.

Have I changed? Why don’t you want to say a lot of things? Facing many questions in life, I just smile lightly without explaining or struggling. I don’t want to tell you anymore, I don’t want to explain anymore, is this who I am today? Maybe, that is a state.

I suddenly realized that I had buried myself. I remember telling my friends in the volunteer group yesterday: I will continue to stay in my heart and use what I have learned to help people in need. Because I wrote something in my diary yesterday: "Winter is approaching and the weather is cold. Are you okay? Are you warm? Do you miss me?" This made my friends curious: Lin'er, who do you love? Who will you miss? Haha, what I love is the person I love, and what I think about is the person I think about.

Time can always give people the best answers to questions. Many times, words are powerless. Powerless words do not need to be said too much. Gradually we get used to not expressing ourselves anymore, time will present everything in front of us.

Looking at the gloomy sky, I smiled, hoping to impress the gloomy sky with my smile. 6. Articles describing cloudy days

Autumn Rain

Author: Zhang Ailing

Rain is like silver-gray sticky spider silk, woven into a soft web, The whole world of autumn is captured online. The sky is also dark, like the roof of an old house covered with cobwebs. The gray-white clouds piled in the sky are like white powder peeling off the roof. Under this ancient roof, everything is extremely dull. The green pomegranates, mulberry trees, and grapevines in the garden only represent the prosperity of the past midsummer. Now they have become the relics of ancient Roman architecture, shivering in the sound of rain, recalling the glorious past. The color of the grass has turned into a melancholy yellow, and there are no fresh flowers to be found underground. The delicate daffodils planted outside the dormitory wall lowered their heads, with tears in their eyes, sighing at their misfortune. Only two days have passed. A beautiful sunny day is met with such a bad and rainy day. Only the sweet-scented osmanthus in the corner has a few tender stamens as precious as gold, carefully hidden under the green oval leaves, revealing a little hope of new life sprouting.

The rain fell quietly, with only a thin pattering sound. The orange-red houses look like old monks in bright cassocks, with their heads lowered and eyes closed, receiving the baptism of the rain. The damp red bricks, emitting the color of poisonous pig blood, are in sharp contrast with the green osmanthus leaves under the wall.

A gray toad jumped around in the wet, moldy mud; underneath the dull net of the autumn rain, it was the only thing full of joy and vitality. The gray and yellow mottled patterns on its back correspond to the dull sky, creating a harmonious tone. It jumped up and down from the grass nest into the mud, splashing dark green water.

The rain is like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaving into a soft net that covers the entire autumn world. 7. 200-word description of the environment on a rainy day

Jiangnan, misty and rainy. The alleys flow quietly through the small town, interpreting the people and things in the small town with their elegant gestures.

The low houses are paved with dark black tiles. Some grass grew from nowhere between the gaps. It was a small, inconspicuous but quiet plant, waiting for the rain to come. When it rains, water falls from the gaps, forming a string of wind chimes. I would deliberately walk under the eaves and enjoy the feeling of raindrops falling above my head. One after another, it seemed like a trembling spring.

The slightest rain of flowers, the faint fragrance, the smear of sunlight, and the quiet mood of the trees all make the most beautiful flowers bloom on this sunny day after the rain.

On the lips and teeth of the lotus, the deep red color that can only be diffused by rain shines brightly on the whole world. Because I love lotus, I want the rain to cut my icy loneliness with sharp weapons. At this time, I would sit by the lotus pond and watch the lotus leaves and flowers cuddling together. The loneliness would be like evaporated water without a trace. The whispering of the lotus in the rain has long been fixed in my eyes as an unparalleled tenderness, but the rain doubted the gracefulness of the lotus and stretched out its tail to pat it. The lotus leaf has always become a sacred object that holds the sky high, blocking the rain's attack with its body. Someone once said: "The lotus leaf is the mother of the lotus." Yes, that's true. Otherwise, how could there be Ye's little care and careful care?

All of this dispersed into a watercolor in the rain, touching the mother's heart.

The lake is like a mirror, reflecting countless sunlight. But when the rain came, it kept shaking its body, as if nervous and excited. Under the sting of the raindrops, the lake gave out joyous shouts one after another, which kept shaking my heart. After a while, the raindrops turned into rain hammers, hitting the lake's heart heavily. I asked the lake: "Does it hurt?" "It doesn't hurt, just like touching." Oh, I understand, rain is the soul of water, the purest and cleanest river in the world. All of this is in the realm of "smoke cage, cold water, moon cage and sand" in the rain. Suddenly I wanted to hold an umbrella and dance on the street with raindrops spinning around. Then throw away the umbrella in the middle of the street, let the rain soak into the soul, resurrect the dead heart, and say: "Rainy days are so good!"

I have seen light rain like silver needles, and thunder and lightning. There have been thunderstorms, but I have never seen rain in the past few days.

When I woke up from a long nap, I heard the sound of rain dripping outside the window. The glass windows were covered with water drops. very nice! A rainy day. My mood suddenly became very good. I like the cool and refreshing rain in summer, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. 8. Writing about cloudy days 700

I like cloudy days

The sun is behind the clouds, and the clouds cover the sun's dazzling light, but the world is still bright. The heat is driven away by the cool breeze, but there is no sign of rain. This cloudy day is my favorite weather!

Sunny days are bright and clear, but often people are too lazy to move under the scorching sun for a moment, so I feel that the clarity is a bit more anxious!

Although the rainy day is lingering and makes people have infinite reveries, walking in the misty rain and fog makes people unbearable on the muddy road. Sitting in the house and watching the rain outside the window is like silk in the gray sky. Falling often fills the heart with unreasonable melancholy. It seems that the rain not only wets the ground, but also wets the heart. Therefore, the lingering feeling of the rainy day is a little more melancholy!

A cloudy day is not as bright as a sunny day, but it is still bright; a cloudy day is not as lingering as a rainy day, but it is also hazy. Like cloudy days, it does not mean that you reject the sun, but that the sun fades its dazzling light and illuminates the world more softly and more pleasantly; liking cloudy days does not mean that you are afraid of rainy roads, but that if you can enjoy it in a fresh and clean atmosphere Why bother walking in the mud when you can travel comfortably?

In fact, the same is true for life. Everyone is working hard to create their own life into the atmosphere they like, and live their own life in various weather conditions!

Some people have been fearlessly and tirelessly going through ups and downs in the journey of life, moving forward boldly on the road of life without ever taking a break. His life is a life of creation, a very bright life! I appreciate such an upright sunny life, but I worry that such a life will be overdrawn in advance and will not last long!

Some people, because of their humble birth, personal experiences, and ups and downs in life, always like to blame others and live in misery. They even spend their lives and work wasting away complaining all day long! His life was also full of gloom due to his gray mood.

In fact, the benefits that fate bestowed upon him may not be less than those in Qingtian's life, but opportunities often passed him by because he did not work hard and was not fully prepared! Over and over again, the whole life becomes obscure and dull! I pity but don't like such a pessimistic rainy life!

Some people may spend their entire lives in an ordinary position in an ordinary life, but they are ordinary but never mediocre. They will do their work diligently and just right. My life is peaceful but there is lots of fun under my own management! He knows how to cherish the body, cherish life, and understands that things should be done in a leisurely and step-by-step manner. Be good at understanding and tolerant when getting along with others: be a trustworthy colleague in the workplace; have high integrity among friends; be a person who is trusted by elders, loved by peers, and respected by younger generations in the family. The pace of his life will not be very fast, but he will arrange his life in an orderly manner, and use his optimism and confidence to interpret life wonderfully without being ostentatious, beautiful without complaining! I like this kind of cloudy life without regrets!

I like cloudy days, and I like to walk slowly and peacefully through life in the bright coolness with a calm heart!

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