But the good times didn't last long, and there was a new rain gear at home-raincoat. From then on, when it rained, the owner ignored the umbrella and the raincoat was reused.
The umbrella felt very lonely, and the attitude towards the raincoat soon changed from envy to jealousy. One day, just after my raincoat was dried, I fell asleep.
The umbrella thought it was a golden opportunity, so it bowed, quietly came to the raincoat, poked a big hole in the raincoat with the tip of the umbrella, and proudly returned to its corner. Another rainy day, the host took out his raincoat.
Just put it on, only to find that big hole, the owner is very distressed. After a moment's hesitation, the owner immediately picked up scissors, cut an umbrella cloth from the umbrella without hesitation, and carefully sewed it on the hole in the raincoat.
Because of the master's ingenuity, the patch has become a beautiful flower, and the raincoat is more beautiful than before and more popular with the master. That umbrella can only cry secretly in the trash can.
This is fate: jealous people suffer more than anyone else. Because it will not only suffer for its own misfortune, but also suffer for the happiness of others all its life.
Write a 300-word composition with an umbrella and raincoat as the protagonist. When it rains, the umbrella is reused by its owner, so it is very happy.
But the good times didn't last long, and there was a new rain gear at home-raincoat. From then on, when it rained, the owner ignored the umbrella and the raincoat was reused.
The umbrella felt very lonely, and the attitude towards the raincoat soon changed from envy to jealousy. One day, just after my raincoat was dried, I fell asleep.
The umbrella thought it was a golden opportunity, so it bowed, quietly came to the raincoat, poked a big hole in the raincoat with the tip of the umbrella, and proudly returned to its corner. Another rainy day, the host took out his raincoat.
Just put it on, only to find that big hole, the owner is very distressed. After a moment's hesitation, the owner immediately picked up scissors, cut an umbrella cloth from the umbrella without hesitation, and carefully sewed it on the hole in the raincoat.
Because of the master's ingenuity, the patch has become a beautiful flower, and the raincoat is more beautiful than before and more popular with the master. That umbrella can only cry secretly in the trash can.
This is fate: jealous people suffer more than anyone else. Because it will not only suffer for its own misfortune, but also suffer for the happiness of others all its life.
The composition related to umbrellas and raincoats was late, and a dark red cloud floated in the sky.
It began to rain before dark. After a busy day, the city gradually quieted down in the rain.
Surging crowds have entered thousands of households, and the wet road is like a glittering ribbon, gently floating in the shade of early summer. A group of children who have just left school are holding umbrellas, as if they were floating petals. Occasionally, passing vehicles are like boats shuttling in the water waves ... as soon as they run to the gate, the heavy rain point becomes a downpour.
Some vendors on the street are busy packing things, and some are riding tricycles back; Pedestrians who didn't bring rain gear became soaked and beaten to pieces by the rain. The rain on the eaves of the gate formed a series of water columns; The accumulated water on the ground has merged into a small river ... At this moment, Miss Li, who was about to go home, heard my crying. She followed the cry and asked me kindly, "Why are you crying?" I cried and said, "Dad. Mom hasn't come to pick me up yet, and I'm scared. " The teacher said, "Don't cry, I'll take you home."
I didn't cry. So, the teacher handed me a flashlight, holding an umbrella in one hand and holding me in the other, and sent me home.
You know, my home is four or five miles away from school, and they are all narrow paths, but it is difficult to walk. My teacher and I walked one foot deep and one foot shallow to the path leading to my home. I walked unsteadily and the teacher carried me behind my back.
At this time, it rained harder and darker, and the path was bumpy and full of rain. The teacher accidentally slipped and her feet were bleeding, but she didn't care about her injury and asked me eagerly, "What's the matter?" Are you hurt? "From what the teacher said, I know that the teacher was seriously injured. I said, "No."
The teacher said with concern, "I'm glad I'm not hurt." The umbrella and flashlight are gone, so we have to go home in the dark. " It is raining harder and harder. The teacher took off his coat, let me put it on and carried me home. The teacher limped, and my eyes were wet. I don't know if it is rain or tears.
Half an hour later, the teacher finally sent me home. I brought a flashlight to my teacher. When I was about to bring an umbrella to my teacher, Miss Li turned and left. Looking at the teacher's back, I was lost in thought.
4. Lotus leaf umbrella writes 300 words a day, and goes out for a walk with a smile and a happy mood.
Summer weather, children's faces, just now Wan Li was clear and sunny, and Wan Li was cloudless. Why did it suddenly rain heavily? Xiaoxiao quickly opened the umbrella and felt glad: fortunately, I took the small umbrella my mother gave me, otherwise I would be a "drowned rat". "Goo-goo-goo" I vaguely heard birds singing. Its voice is weak and sad. I looked up. In the vast rain curtain, a bird's nest is crumbling and a small head sticks out. It seems to be a bird just born a few days ago, wet and shivering. It seems to say, "Little friend, help me!" " "I thought to myself: it's raining so hard, let alone the bird's nest, and even the bird's life may be in jeopardy. I'm a little overwhelmed, running around, like ants in hot bricks-running around.
I racked my brains, but I just couldn't think of a better way to stare at the lotus pond in front of me. A little rain fell on the lotus leaf, like a shining pearl. I patted my forehead and had a brainwave and came up with a good idea. As soon as it threw the umbrella, it rushed to the lotus pond, picked the biggest lotus leaf, ran to the bird's nest in three steps, inserted the lotus leaf in the bird's nest and said, "Little bird, you don't have to accept the wind and rain." The bird seemed to understand what he said, and cooed as if to say, "Thank you, my savior."
When Mix came home, he found himself soaked to the skin, but he was very happy because he did a good deed to help the birds have fun.
5. Write a 200-word composition on reading pictures: "It's raining. A teacher gave a" Ding Ding …… "with his raincoat. After school! The students packed their schoolbags and got ready to go home. Then the teacher came in and said, "It's raining outside. Go home and pay attention to safety! " "After the teacher finished speaking, the students walked into the rain with umbrellas, but there was still a female classmate who didn't come over. It turns out that she didn't bring an umbrella. After learning this situation, the teacher gave her raincoat to her female classmate. The female classmate was moved to tears and said, "Teacher, you gave me your raincoat. What should you do? " The teacher said, "It doesn't matter, you go back first, and the teacher will wait for the rain to subside!" " At this moment, another male student stood up and said, "Teacher, I have an umbrella. Let's play together. "
The teacher nodded with relief. So, the female students go home in the teacher's raincoat, while the teacher and the male students go home with umbrellas.
In our life, we use umbrellas many times. In our hearts, umbrellas are so small!
On a rainy afternoon, adults wear colorful umbrellas, both round and oval, with various patterns on them, such as cartoon characters, lace and words. It looks really colorful! Suddenly a flash of lightning shocked everyone present! Adults lead their children not to hide under trees, and adults quickly turn off their mobile phones to avoid being struck by lightning. This time, the rain is heavier than before, and people are wearing colorful umbrellas. I seem to see an umbrella rising from its little hand, shielding us from heavy rain and sunshine. Without it, we will be tanned like Africans, without it, we will be soaked like a drowned rat by the downpour.
Now we know that umbrellas are indispensable tools around us! I want to say thank you to my umbrella!
7. Think about the magical raincoat, 300 words: the inflatable raincoat boomed, boomed, and with a burst of spring thunder, Xiaolin put me on my body, but as soon as I arrived at Xiaolin's trouser legs, he was blown to the bone by the wind! He always wants to change me at night to keep the rain from running down my trouser legs.
Master sewed a wire ring on my hem for the first time. Although I was in pain, I held back. The master finished beating me, but he couldn't fold me up. The master sighed and said, "I have to change it." There is not a smile on the master's face.
During the summer vacation, the young master and classmates went swimming. They began to play the lifebuoy, which gradually turned into a ball. Kobayashi's eyes lit up and he thought, "If you use a life buoy instead of a steel wire ring, you won't hurt your raincoat, and you won't get it by water.
Go home immediately ... I made a new one. When it rains, wherever I go, it's all brilliant.
8. Raindrops float in the gray world. I took out an umbrella from the drawer, opened it and walked in the rain, listening to the rain beating on the glass with clear rhythm; Smell the soil soaked by rain, and the smell of the soil overflows. Umbrella, the spirit in the rain, wearing colorful clothes, jumping in one puddle after another, or listening to the sound of water, walking around. This scene is like yesterday, and it feels like the year before last. Looking at the gray sky, a figure flickered.
It rained so suddenly that I was caught off guard.
My parents are both working outside the home, so I can only meet them on holidays. Looking at the light rain outside the window, I prayed silently, if only I had an umbrella! It's raining harder and harder, and there's no intention of stopping. I have a little more expectation for umbrellas.
It rained all morning, and I went to cook at noon, and I was very sour when I watched other students hiding under umbrellas. The lunch bell rang and I was about to fall asleep at my desk when the teacher called me, "Liu Zhu, someone is looking for me." There is a trace of doubt in my heart. Who will come to me when it rains? Outside the classroom, I saw a man wearing a raincoat with mud on his knees. His eyes stood out on his black face, and the rain dripping from his hat wet his hair. I let out a cry with a smile: "Brother-in-law". My brother-in-law stroked my head and took out an umbrella from under my raincoat and handed it to me. Touching some worn umbrellas, a warm current came to my mind. My parents are away all the year round, and my brother-in-law is not much older than me. We are not only uncles, but also friends. I remember when I was a child, he took me to pick wild fruits, steal sweet potatoes, fly kites and learn to ride bicycles. At that time, we were carefree and enjoying our childhood. Later, with the growth of age, my brother-in-law began to earn money, while I was still at school, and our relationship began to alienate. I can't remember how long we haven't chatted and played together. However, today. . Thought of here, I can't help crying, my family is always giving up.
Walking in the rain with my brother-in-law's umbrella, I feel a little warm.