Stars the wind with the rain, as if looking for something on the ground, east, west a disorderly hit.

"It's raining!"A classmate shout.See out of the window under the drizzle, drops of raindrops like playing a waltz a little girl, I can't help at the beginning of the world out of the window.The sky in the tireless underground with rain, hazy mist gently masked the entire campus.The rain fell from the sky, like the ten thousand silver, gently hit the window formed a beautiful bead curtain.

In the school time, we came to the classroom building lobby and see only school colourful and visions.Oh, that's parents for the umbrella.So I did difficulties, managed to squeeze into my father's car..., in a short while, the rain is big, as if to hold off each traveller.......Almost in the evening, the rain stopped.

The next morning, the incessant rain down again, the rain like a thin sewing needle of a root, wear in each corner, rested on the leaves, like beads.At this time, the city was immersed in a quiet, my heart is the calm down.

After the rain, from green, green grass, all kinds of flowers in bloom in the rain.Rose, Chinese rose, jasmine, lily...They sat around a few a few, like the than, and talking about how to show a more beautiful spring for people, this is "as good rain season, when spring is happening. The wind into night, moistens everything silently!"

The rain is weak, it is the world's most light spirit, don't knock ring the heavy reinforced concrete buildings.While WaWu, raindrops above, tinkling, immediately issued a pleasing of voice.In the hut also have the close nature of blessings in the rain.Rain flash, voice generous agitation, such as the best horses everywhere, such as energizes.Rain slow down, the voice is weak, your heart gently, like a warm spring season the breeze ear, tile seems to be set up specifically for rain, they dutifully played, rain man heart overflow never-failing feeling.

People like when the heart is full of miss and short, a person quietly sat down and the rain.Of those who have "lie up to listen to the wind blowing rain, iron horse ice dream to" aspirations;Beauty has "yellow trees in the rain, the light bald man" bitterness;Acacia's lover has "wutong and more rain, at dusk, bit by bit" SuoHuai;Sentimental poet of "building a night listening to the spring rain, the Ming dynasty deep sell apricot blossom" regions.

The rain became people to modify the angel of feelings and wishes.

Leisure, have the honor to return to the places they have rain.Coincided with a light rain that day, heard the familiar and unfamiliar rain again.In the twilight, the rain passes a bizarre appeal, is that for a long time without communication.It denied me away, show it to my strange to me, but I can feel it from the deepest consciousness of existence.I have a wake from the dream along with carefree and after much confusion.

Oh, I met in the rain was already separated by time and space of self, in telling me all before it.I hesitated, I ask myself: who am I?Or is that I used to be?

Have word cloud: "young rain song upstairs, red candle faint ROM. Mature rain passenger boat, Jiang Kuo low cloud, broken wild goose is west wind".Life is different, the feeling of the rain is different also.Rain, however, is to listen to soul dialogue, listens to the circumstance, listen to the gurgling flow of time.Rain beat, remove years of echo, and difficult to lament and former desire language also Sue melancholy.The rain seems to be only in the WaWu light spirit, soul to breathing, to the continuation of life.

The rain is still in the ring, like my true heart...

A rain

It's raining, I will hand out of the window, touching the rain of the heartbeat.A refreshing cool suddenly all the thoughts of the mind purification.

Rain man that invisible from the air chute, fell to the ground, immediately splashing the splash of a glittering and translucent get rid of is appeared, they many happy!

Me cheerily watched all this, if I also joined their ranks, we gamboled in together, together blossom blossoming spray on the floor.

A faint fragrance, the distance to my piao guizhen, deeply carves into the depths of the soul, but it is difficult to wipe.

The rain, suddenly stopped, I alarmed - rain man disappeared, spray disappeared, singing and laughter gone, nothing is gone, I went back to the real world, I am still me, a child of flesh and bones, is no longer just the rain man in glittering and translucent.Just everything, as if is a wonderful dream, wanting more.Oh, will rain, rain man is farewell in falling from the sky!

Drops of rain is falling all clicking, early in the morning, in the heart of winter,

House full of daffodils, I find that one of the few green in winter, one of the few faint scent,

Found, only the once owned a narcissus flower pot,

A kind of lost and vacant, arises spontaneously,

I how so careless, winter has come, I had neglected to raise the lofty of daffodils come deck winter,

I'm not forget, but neglect,

I have been watching that sell narcissus place last year, but has not found that sell narcissus flower growers,

This year's winter, one of the biggest wish is to raise many daffodils,

To fill the whole room, with the green dotted throughout the winter.

I seem to see the snow of winter, the sky is spread,

Only the lofty guileless narcissus, vomit with yellow flowers smile ao winter

It's snowing.

Snow landed in loose fang village.

Snow landing on the loose mill creek.

Like catkin snow, the snow like a photo, like dandelion seeds with fluffy snow, flying in the wind.The big creek creek on the stone and streams on the stone are covered with white snow:

Like a flock of white calf, drinking water of the brook;There seems to be a two white lion sleeping in the snow.There seems to be a few white bear, is preparing to take the snow to streamside from the stream.

MAO pine creek stone bridge is covered with white snow:

Like a loose fang village has a white jade carving out of the bridge, build on the loose mill creek.

The snow stops.

In the morning, on the roof of the village, rice of hay and the fence, tractor station on the wooden frame of all covered with white snow.The mountain pine forest and bamboo forest, all covered with white snow.The tall maple trees and wild Japanese persimmon tree trunk, branches, all covered with white snow.

Distant mountains covered with white snow.Stone bridge is covered with white snow.Brook stone covered with white snow.From the stone bridge passed by, I paused.I heard the water under the bridge, is flowing streams.I saw in the creek XueYing reflects the distant mountains, reflects the stone bridge and XueYing creek stone.I saw a shiny white snow world in streams.

When I want to walk away from the bridge, I saw the world of snow in the bridge creek, a group of colorful creek fish, a group of colorful creek fish, then through a mirror in the middle of the stream, the bright white snow world, swimming in the past

Winter is a cold killer, he killed many lovely little creatures.His withering flowers, the grass wither, withered leaves, you see, the leaves of the poplar overnight all all, from a distance, like a golden waves up, you listen to, flowers sigh voice in the wind, the grass under the moon cry words, how helpless and sad.The birds heard their groaning and crying.Hide behind no winter of the south.

But winter is a tender girl, sunrise with rosy, she gave to the land put on white gauze, you see, the same blue sky the sun red with the face of rising like a drunken man emerged from behind a tree.Its light irradiation on the ground, gives people a warm.Country road covered with frost, in the people's feet tread the rustling sound.

Winter is a frail old man, his pace, experienced the age, and suffered from the wind and snow, but he still doesn't change the nature of love, you see, the winter wheat seeding, is he a quilt on the cover, all the leaves under the tree, he was determined from the winter on the fat, pests in the field, is he shi pesticides, he make some more green, make DongMei more fragrance, make the day higher and farther.People stronger, he devoted all his best things to the world, for yourself, no reserve, when spring footsteps gradually approached, he is so flatly, the hopes and wishes for the New Year.

In winter, no matter you with what kind of attitude to show in front of us, you are the most elegant, is the most beautiful, is also the most nostalgic.

The afterglow of the setting sun lazy to climb the mountain that white and smooth skin;Warm according to in the quiet of the earth, the sky of the cloud, as if he were to follow the footsteps of fellow;Flow gently warm blue jade of the lake, the lake a few extremely tail boat, there is the fishing time in.Maybe the scenery is too lonely, the mood will be singing, singing with the lake, to took me to the nostalgic past, with a point, but when I turned to leave, see the other side of the mountain, that is where the sun rises again, is ah, maybe tomorrow spring will come!Warm sunlight on a lake flashing, mountain forest in the last red leaves still stand proudly in the branches, red and green, it's not harmonic tone, form the unique winter scene.Sometimes, a gust of wind blew the branches without the leaves, issued a whispering voice, also can make the person produces a xiao suo sad feeling.But you look again at the branch, the newborn buds already grew up, the fluffy small bud, make you immediately think of the future of the spring again, think of the vibrant blooming days.

Walking in the snow but don't have interest.Only wind in the sky like holding a kite string through snow, while the holding group, this wire wind dominated the white butterfly snowflakes, spin inclined fell, swirled scud, spin spin monkey around fell on to the ground and fell on the pedestrian.Snow is like a naughty child never weary and people frolic, swept the faces of the people fever, into drops water flow to the beard eyebrows, form every small small pieces of ice.Quietly white snow falls, is voluminous and not a moment, there is a thin layer of the earth, when your foot, it will sing for you in silence "cheep, cheep,".With the silence you can imagination wings, to pursue your fondest memories, to embrace your heart happy!You might as well take a deep breath that cool immerse sweet scents of flowers will be in your heart and spleen, you couldn't help thinking of a pure heart, you will feel the whole world is so pure

Rose up in the morning, winter fog diffuse.After the fog dispersed, immediately appear a spectacle, the pine needles, with thick frost condensation, like a tree tree is white;On the branches of the deciduous trees covered with snow, just like the skeletons of white jade tree;Weeping willows silver drifting, brush all became white coral, differences, a flapping model is blurred, trance staying with the fairy tale world

There are four seasons in a year, each season has different view, and I like winter best the grandeur of the snow.In winter, people like snowing came to a quiet and tastefully laid out and quiet realm, came to a glistening thoroughly tick fairy tale world.The scent of pine, the ice snow sweet, give a person a kind of cold sky of comfort.Everything is in filtration, everything in the sublimation, even my heart also in purification, become pure and good.