初一简短英语周记
In the evening, xiaoxiao autumn rain like a string of broken pearls, slowly falling from the grey sky. The rain that falls on the river, like the old dragon king sitting high in the cloud, sprinkle a silver thread, waiting for the fish to get on the hook!
The autumn rain moistened the earth, and the little grass that was about to fall asleep quickly peeped out from mother earth's arms, Shouting, "brothers, come out, we have water to drink." When the grass heard the call, they crowded out of the garden and the corner of the wall, breathing in the fresh air, and drank their bellies round and round. The little tree also struggled to reach up, as if to say: "thank you for the autumn rain, I have grown taller, can see farther away things." The rain was ding-dong ding dong, as if schubert was playing the little nocturne. The night was quiet, and it was very quiet outside, and from time to time I could hear the rain falling from the eaves, as if to remind me, "sleep fast, and meet new challenges tomorrow!"
