Rain, like thousands of magic fingers, like thousands of strings, pops up ever-changing sounds.

Spring rain is soft, summer rain is rough, autumn rain is desolate, and winter rain is cold; Due to seasonal changes, the mood is different. However, the color of the rain is as beautiful as the sound of the rain.

In picture music and poetry, there are many excellent works describing rain. Line colors and musical melodies are ethereal and transparent.

Light and thin rain flowers, like drifting fog, are white, kissing people's faces lightly and feeling itchy slightly; And gently wet the clothes. Umbrella is like a sail, floating and sinking in the rain; Also like big wings, it is boundless in the southeast and northwest, and it is drifting around because of the wind.

Silent rain, silence is better than sound; Funny rain, really makes people happy. You don't have to wear a raincoat, you can wander outdoors, and the rain is like honey and wine, nourishing your soul.

-this fantastic rain, this strange rain, is like a dream.

I remember the apricot blossom and spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Raindrops beat on the boat canopy, and there was also the fragrance of pear flowers in the rain. I remember the summer rain in the West Lake, full of vigor and vitality, and the lotus leaves all over the lake were beaten. I remember the autumn rain in Tianmu Mountain, with heavy fog and deep locks, and all the trees are rustling. The pine and cypress that support the sky are washed by the rain, which is particularly vigorous. I remember the winter rain in Fuchun River, like weeping, and the smoke from huts on both sides of the strait was gloomy, like a stained pencil drawing.

A drizzly and breezy night is suitable for reading poems and essays. On a stormy night, it is advisable to horror the supernatural novels. Otherwise, invite a few confidants, make a few cups of strong tea, buy a bag of peanuts and light a candle, which will be another fun. Wind and rain are more suitable for pregnant people, and pregnant people are often insomnia; A sound of wind and rain seems to leave people and whisper.

That summer, I sat in Spring and Autumn Pavilion with my friends. At that time, the water chestnut was ripe, and on Lianchitan, villagers were driving boats and busy picking; The white clouds in the sky are in harmony with the egrets on the water. Showers come suddenly, like Ma Benteng; Banping Mountain suddenly disappeared, only the dense rain hung a bead curtain for Lianchi. In the shower, those boats that collect water chestnuts are still swaying leisurely. People on the ship don't even wear hemp fiber.

There is not much rainfall in southern Taiwan Province. Especially in Kaohsiung, the dust is all over the sky; Dust piled up on the branches and leaves, and after a shower, it was green and brand-new. Shoushan after the rain, enchanting overlooking the silent love; Silver-scaled water waves are also dyed green by green mountains.

On the river bank, on the row of cement columns, the porcelain covers of the row of street lamps are inlaid between the mountains and rivers like white jade balls, which is vaguely the scenery of the West Lake.

"The head of the Spring Rain Building is eight feet tall. When will you return to Zhejiang Tide?"

(2)

My mother

My mother is thirty-four years old this year, and she doesn't look old. There are a pair of big watery eyes on the melon seeds face, and they are tall, neither fat nor thin.

My mother loves me very much and pays more attention to my study. Some time ago, Galen's English teacher told us that there was a national English competition. I hope we can actively participate and show ourselves. I signed up for the English song competition. After freshman year, my mother began to look for songs online. After locking the songs, my mother first learned to sing by herself, humming and groaning every day, and began to teach me after singing. The song my mother chose for me is the English version of Girl with Wings. At that time, I was in the final review stage, and the exam was coming soon. My mother took an hour every day to help me practice singing and correct my pronunciation without delaying my review. Everything comes to him who waits. I successfully passed the preliminary round of the Stadium Branch and the semi-finals of Jinzhou City, and entered the finals of Liaozhong Division. If Liaozhong Division can win, I can enter the national finals, which is what I hope for a long time.

Mother is very filial to her parents. On one occasion, grandma was ill and was admitted to the hospital with mild cerebral thrombosis. This can make my mother anxious. She takes care of her grandmother in the hospital every day, washes her face and helps her practice walking. Grandma came home after leaving the hospital, and my mother took on housework, washing clothes, cooking and mopping the floor ... Every New Year's Day, my mother would never forget to buy some presents for her grandparents. I want to follow my mother's example and be a good boy who respects my parents.

Every summer, my mother always says that she is fat and only eats two meals a day. Do you know why she does this? Because she wants to lose weight, wear fashionable clothes and make herself more beautiful.

This is my mother, sometimes gentle, sometimes severe, sometimes lovely, I love my beautiful mother!

The world outside the window

Window, what a common thing. And some people, just use it to breathe. May I ask, who has seriously thought about its wonders?

A small window, when you look into the distance, may be white, may be a tall building, may be a colorful garden, may be a green grass, may be the Wang Yang sea, may be a rural family, may be a group of pigeons flying into the blue sky, may be a rainbow shining on the horizon after heavy rain. ......

A small window, when you look into it, may be the opposite residential building, may be a flowing stream, may be a tree-lined, may be an old wooden bridge with a slight charm, may be a child playing, may be an old man chatting, may be a neighbor greeting you, may be a street where people come and go. ......

A small window can see truth and falsehood, good and evil, beauty and ugliness. ......

I often sit by the window and look at the outside world. Some people say that I am a frog at the bottom of a well, watching the sky from a well, but I think that I can see a different world from a window that is not the size of a wellhead!

Dragonfly, 300-word composition

Dragonfly's head is round, with two big, round, black and bright eyes on it. It is very beautiful, with two pairs of wings on its chest, which are transparent and light yellow.

Today, I looked out of the living room window and found many dragonflies outside, some of which stopped on the wire in front of me. I've never seen a dragonfly carefully since I was so big. It turns out that dragonflies are so beautiful! Its body is section by section, like bamboo, round and beautiful.

My mother told me that dragonflies are arthropods, and their bodies are divided into three parts: chest and abdomen. So I carefully observed a dragonfly: the dragonfly has a round head with two big, round, black and bright eyes on it, which is very beautiful. There are two pairs of wings on the chest, which are transparent and light yellow. The upper pair is longer from narrow to wide, and the lower pair is shorter from wide to narrow. There are three pairs of feet on the chest, thin and divided; Its abdomen is slender, its back is orange and its belly is black. Look, it is like a small plane, standing on the wire with its thin feet!

I was fascinated to see the dragonflies flying or parked on the wires. Suddenly, for some reason, they flew away in droves.

Dear dad

He has a Chinese face, a pair of bright eyes, a high nose and a burly figure. He is very handsome. He is my good father.

Dad has that big figure because he exercises every day, and swimming and playing basketball are his hobbies. Dad plays basketball almost every afternoon. I remember on a Sunday afternoon, I ran to the basketball court with excitement and joy to play basketball with my father. I saw that my father could carry the ball with his left and right hands, and sometimes the basketball passed under his feet and legs, and I was impressed by every shot. I was tired and reluctantly left the basketball court. Every summer, my father takes me swimming whenever he is free. My father taught me every movement of swimming hand in hand. My father moves up and down like a fish in the water and can swim all kinds of strokes. I believe that after my hard practice, I can reach my father's level.

Dad helps me with my lessons carefully every night. Every time I do my homework, I will get it all right, and I will be praised by my teacher, and I also have a contribution from my father. When I do my homework, I will concentrate on it. When the teacher praises me, I feel happy in my heart, because I once remembered my father's words: No pains, no gains. Dad praised me at home, too

My father cares about me very much, and I will never forget the sentence my father gave me. When I grow up, I will repay my father's love for me

Balcony, 300-word composition for primary school students

In the morning, I stood in the familiar yard with my schoolbag on my back, turned around and looked up at the balcony. Today's balcony is empty, without a smile and a loving eye. Oh, mom is sick today.

When I was a child, my mother went to work in the morning. I hurried to the balcony with a small stool, stood on a small stool, stood on tiptoe, and watched my mother leave. I couldn't help crying, "Goodbye, mom! Mom will come back early! " Looking at my mother's distant back, I watched it for a long time ... My mother was about to get off work, and I took a small stool to the balcony and looked in the direction of my mother's home. I saw my mother come back from afar. I cheered, jumped for joy, clapped my hands and called, "Mom is back!"! Mom is back! " I rushed to the door, hurried to open the door, skipped downstairs to meet my mother. My mother held me in her arms.

Time flies, I grow up slowly and carry a schoolbag on my back. The person on the balcony was replaced by my mother. Every day, she stood quietly on the balcony and watched the pace of my school. Her smile hung on her face for a long time, and her eyes stared at my back tightly. In her kind eyes, I understand her love for me and her expectations of me. She expects me to study hard and make progress every day. Whenever I encounter difficulties in my study, whenever I want to be lazy to play, my mother's eyes add upward courage and strength to me.

Today, my mother is ill, and there is no familiar figure on the balcony. I am still used to looking back and waving to the balcony, thinking silently: Goodbye, mother, I wish you a good recovery from your illness. I want to see your smile and the familiar figure on the balcony as soon as possible.

The small balcony is full of love and care. The small balcony tells the story of my mother and me.

(3)

The new year is coming! ""the new year is coming! " . New Year dolls came to the world, offering the most heartfelt wishes to people. Let people be happier in the new year! Live a better life every year!

Look, the blue sky has suddenly turned into a fiery red, and the red color is filled with the smell of jubilation. People are really happy to watch it! At this time, the asphalt path seems to have turned into a gorgeous carpet with flowers on both sides. Walking on it really feels like being in a fairyland, and the world suddenly becomes a paradise! People have also hung red lanterns in front of their doors, and rows of them are neat, prosperous and beautiful!

Listen, there is a "New Year's Song" in the distance. People seem to be intoxicated, not intoxicated with this song, but intoxicated with this fairyland on earth! The flaming sky, colorful earth, jubilant lanterns and sweet "New Year's Song" are really a good scenery!

People put on their new clothes and their faces were filled with happy smiles. They went from house to house, wishing each other happiness.

(4)

Dumplings

Today, some classmates and I went to Mr. Cao's house to pack jiaozi.

We mixed noodles first, and all our hands were covered with noodles. How interesting! Wipe your face, wipe my face, make it look like a Xiaohua Mall! But it was a success, and it was only once that we made up.

Next is the stuffing. We have to chop up the vegetables first. We ate white vegetables, fungus and pork stuffing. "Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock.

We started rolling skins again. Although rolling skin looks simple, it is difficult to do! We roll a few times horizontally and a few times vertically, and an unsightly skin is rolled. In this way, we rolled a lot and started to package jiaozi.

It's fun to pack jiaozi! We started with a decent package, but then grotesque jiaozi was born one by one! There are sun-shaped, spherical, and head-shaped .............................................................................................................................................................

The trip to jiaozi started. Looking at the steaming pot, we got excited. One by one, we had to put jiaozi in the pot until jiaozi in the pot was very crowded.

Finally, a pot of delicious jiaozi was cooked, and we wolfed it down. It smells good! It smells good! Before one of us finished eating, we went on eating the other. We ate and talked, and from time to time we gave a hearty laugh. After dinner, each of us is full, like a big ball.

What a happy day! Thank you very much, Mr. Cao, for giving us this opportunity to experience life!

My little garden

There is a "small garden" in my home. Although it is not big, it is lush and pleasing to the eye all year round.

There are dozens of varieties of flowers and vegetables in my "small garden". Such as asparagus, cactus, arrow, aloe, jasmine and many other flowers and vegetables that I can't name, including Chinese cabbage, celery, garlic seedlings and so on. The "small garden" is really beautiful, and the cabbage flowers are golden. At first glance, the yolk of Chengcheng Huang is covered with leaves layer by layer, like a flower protector full of armor. Cactus has a big belly every day, and it is covered with sharp thorns. It is very arrogant and naturally fearless. I never dare to touch it. There is another cactus on it. My sister often calls it a small head and a big body, but I think it is very interesting. There is also a small flower, but it is different. It is an unknown small wild flower. Thick receptacle, yellow stamens, petals gradually changed from light pink to dark pink, in grandma's words, "it's really flattering!" It is also grandma's favorite, because grandma brought the flower seeds from her distant hometown, but my sister and I always couldn't resist the temptation of its beautiful petals, so we broke off some petals to play while grandma was not paying attention. Grandma will feel distressed for a long time when she knows.

This is my "small garden". In fact, it is on my balcony. It brings me endless fun. I love my small garden!

(5)

A little thing.

One day, when I was doing my homework, I encountered another problem. I felt very annoyed. What can I do? Why don't you just write an answer? At this time, I accidentally found the answer behind, and I was secretly pleased. "If you have an answer, you don't have to think!" " I quietly opened the answer and did all the questions I couldn't do. It didn't take long for my homework to be finished.

However, my mother happened to see me copying the answers. My mother casually came over to check my homework. Asked me a few difficult questions, and suddenly sweat oozed from my forehead, and I couldn't say a word for a long time.

Mother said coldly, "It's a copied answer, isn't it?" ! I have seen it, you don't have to say it again! " I was so flustered that my speech became faltering. My mother began to publish her long speech, "... copying the answer is simple, but what's the use?" You still can't do it now, and you have developed the bad habit of shrinking when you encounter problems, and you don't like to use your head ... "Mom's tone was angry, resentful and somewhat disappointed. I have never seen my mother so angry. At this moment, I feel a little scared and very regretful. My heart seems to be severely pierced by a sharp steel needle, and an unknown dull pain collides with my heart, and tears unconsciously roll down from my eyes. Later, I admitted my mistake to my mother, and with her help, I finally solved those difficult problems.