小升初满分作文：四季的雨

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　　今天小编将与大家分享：小升初满分作文：四季的雨。具体内容如下，仅供参考阅读。

　　四季的雨

　　雨，似调色盘，有粉色的可爱，有红色的奔放，有蓝色的温柔，有白色的纯洁，有黑色的狂暴……

　　雨，好像是千万个魔指，好像是千万条琴弦，弹出了千变万化的声音。春雨柔软，哺育万物;夏雨粗犷，自由奔放;秋雨苍凉，看尽人世;冬雨肃杀，令人畏惧。因季节而变化，情调各异。雨色美，雨声更加动听。

　　在诗歌、音乐中，有许多关于雨的佳作。线条勾勒出雨的柔和，色彩描绘出雨的美好。音乐旋律，更显剔透。

　　轻细的雨花，像飘忽的雾，白茫茫的，轻吻着人的脸，微微觉着痒，又轻轻濡湿着衣裳。雨伞仿佛是风帆，在雨色中载浮载沉;也像一只只大翅膀，东南西北，无边无垠，因风四处飘航。

　　可爱的雨，一滴滴落在脸颊上，痒痒的，不用穿雨衣，便可以漫步在雨中。在户外呼吸泥土的芳香，踯躅漫步。奔放的雨，如刚出世的婴儿，哇哇大哭，将对世界的美好，一股脑全洒了出来;温柔的雨，如一位沉默的学者，无声胜有声;纯洁的雨，嗒嗒地下着，倾诉着自己的小秘密;狂暴的雨，吐露出心里所有的不满，任闪电如银蛇挥舞着，吞噬着那酷辣的太阳。

　　但，雨依旧似蜜似酒，沁人心脾，滋润着，灌溉着圣洁的心灵。

　　春雨无声无息地下着，花儿探出了头，草儿伸直了腰，大树焕然一新，远处的山朗润起来了，河里的水涨起来了。一切都是那么清新自然。雨点敲打着窗户，落在雨伞上，滴在脸颊上，更夹杂着桃花的幽香，让人陶醉其中。

　　夏雨唤醒了荷叶，荷花。一池的清凉让太阳不再刺眼，不再炙热。满池的荷叶被打得笃笃响，似一个个跳跃的音符，律动出欢快的节奏。

　　秋雨缠缠绵绵，重雾深锁，万木萧萧，撑天的大树经雨洗礼，显得格外苍劲，它们记录了这一年来的景致。远山的红叶满山遍野，金色的稻田一望无垠，尽显尊贵。

　　冬雨如泣如诉，在乡下，两岸茅屋炊烟阴阴沉沉，粗糙的线条被雨水浸染了，浓郁散开来。不知是哪个小毛孩，又打破了碗，打破了这宁静。

　　遥望长江，已被雨水填得满满;我的心，也被幸福填得满满。

　　英文翻译

　　The four seasons of rain

　　The rain, like a palette, a lovely pink, red is bold and unrestrained, blue tender, pure white, with black rage...

　　The rain, as if thousands of magic refers to, as if ten million strings, pop-up the ever-changing sound. Spring rain is soft, feeding all things; Summer rain, bold, free; Autumn desolate, look to the best of the world; The winter cold, daunting. Due to seasonal changes, different emotional appeal. The rain beauty of color, the rain is more beautiful.

　　In poetry, music, there are a lot of rain. Line be drawn the outline of the rain is downy, colour paint the beauty of the rain. Music melody, more transparent.

　　Light fine made yuhua district, as erratic fog, white, kiss the person's face, slightly feel itchy, gently wet clothes. Umbrella is like sail, sinking or color in the rain; As each big wings, northwest, southeast of vastness, because of the wind sailing all around.

　　Lovely rain, a drop of dripping on the cheeks, itchy, don't have to wear a raincoat, can walk in the rain. Breath the fragrance of the soil in the outdoor walk lingers. The rain is bold and unrestrained, such as just born baby, crying, will be good to the world, all all spilled out; Gentle rain, as one scholar of silence, silence; Pure rain, clicking the underground, pour out their own little secret; Furious rain, confide gives all the dissatisfaction in my heart, as a lightning as measures waving, devouring the cool hot sun.

　　But, the rain still like honey wine, refreshing, moist, irrigation with the holy spirit.

　　Spring rain quietly underground, the flowers out of his head, the grass straighten the waist, the tree look brand-new, the distant mountains green, the water in the river rise. Everything is so pure and fresh and natural. The raindrops hit the window and fell on the umbrella, drop on the cheeks, mixed with the fragrance of peach blossom, let a person enjoy them.

　　Summer rain awaken the lotus leaf, lotus flowers. A pool of cool, let the sun no longer dazzling, not hot. Pool full rang of lotus leaf was beaten, like jumping notes one by one, the rhythm of the cheerful rhythm.

　　Deep autumn rain smell, heavy fog lock, thousands of wooden rustling, last day of the tree by the rain baptism, is very vigorous, they recorded the scene throughout the year. Starts from the distant mountains red leaves, golden rice fields expanse, all show honor.

　　Winter rain spilled out, in the countryside, the cottage smoke overcast and gloomy, rough lines, had been drenched with the rain, with scattered. I don't know is which kids, and broke the bowl, it broke the peace.

　　Ahead in the Yangtze river, have been rain fill empty; My heart, also be happy to fill up a full.