Today is one of the 24 solar terms, and the last solar term in spring - Gu Yu!
Our forefather was so predictable. Today it rained cats and dogs.
This rain is a cleaner. It makes the world clean and tidy.
This rain is a painter. Look! The little circle on the pond is his painting.
This rain is a gardener. Look! All the flowers, plants and trees in the world are taken care of by him!
This rain is a musician, and the sweet voice is his symphony!
I walked in the rain with my umbrella, and saw the reddish fruit on the cherry tree - the little bird couldn't take it in its mouth.
The rain is beating on the umbrella, just like the drummer is beating her favorite big drum, and my heart is pounding with the rhythm.
Mother said: when she was a child, in her remote hometown, she would follow the adults to plant small seedlings in the rain.
Although I haven't planted small seedlings, the scene of labor comes to mind in my mind - a skinny girl pouting, very unhappy (mom said)