A good word for describing the rain of the four seasons Spring A drizzling rain& nbsp; Drizzle& nbsp; Continuous spring rain& nbsp; Continuous drizzle Mouldy rain covers the sky& nbsp; Spring breeze turns into rain& nbsp; Gentle winds and gentle rain& nbsp; Dried seedlings bring rain precious spring rain Summer Heavy downpour& nbsp; Heavy rain& nbsp; Storm & nbsp; mighty storm A pouring rain& nbsp; Heavy rain& nbsp; It's raining profusely& nbsp; wind and rain sweeping across a gloomy sky-a grim and grave situation Storm& nbsp; it 's raining and blowing hard Autumn Autumn rain flutters and falls& nbsp; Cool breeze and drizzle& nbsp; Gentle winds and gentle rain& nbsp; Dry rheumatic rain Autumn rain is falling heavily& nbsp; Wutong Drizzle & nbsp; Storm and depression& nbsp; The wind is desolate and the rain is cool The autumn rain is drizzling Winter Sad wind and bitter rain& nbsp; Cold wind and freezing rain& nbsp; Strong wind and arrow rain& nbsp; Winter rain piercing the bones Snow and rain like needles& nbsp; Winter rain is like ice A good sentence describing the rain of the four seasons Spring Rain Rain is ordinary, it lasts for three or two days. Don't worry, look, it's like cow hair, like flower needles, like fine threads, tightly woven diagonally, with a thin layer of smoke covering the roof of the house. Summer Rain Summer rain is the most passionate. The rain falls on the eaves and emits light from the glass; Hua La La&quo; The sound of summer rain made people think that it was like a crazy bee, constantly chirping. The feeling of being hit in the face by summer rain is not easy to taste. It's like throwing a small stone in the face, it hurts very much. Autumn Rain Autumn rain is like smoke and mist, silently falling on the rubble piles and withered branches and leaves on the empty land, wetting the ground, houses, and trees. Winter Rain Looking up, the winter rain falling from the sky fell on my cheeks in a fine and dense manner. I have always thought that the winter rain was desolate and cold, but what I felt was different: it was kissing my cheeks extremely gently, I felt its tenderness, its thoughtfulness I am fully enjoying it! A Good Poem Describing the Rain of Four Seasons Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, amidst countless towers and misty rain. —& mdash; Du Mu's "Spring quatrains in Jiangnan" Lying at the end of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horses and glaciers come to my dreams. —& mdash; Lu You's "November 4th Storm Masterpiece" Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. —& mdash; Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night" Seven or eight stars away, two or three o'clock in front of the rainy mountain. —& mdash; Xin Qiji's "West River Moon" After one night of wind and showers, how many are the fallen flowers? —& mdash; Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. —& mdash; Du Mu's "Qingming" The water is bright and clear, and the mountain scenery is also strange with the sky and rain. —& mdash; Su Shi's "Drinking on the Lake After the First Clear Rain" The mountains and rivers are shattered, the wind is drifting with fluff, and my background is fluctuating. The rain is hitting the duckweed. —& mdash; Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingdingyang" The empty mountain is bathed in new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn. —& mdash; Wang Wei's "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains" There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is lush and wet with people's clothes. —& mdash; Wang Wei's "In the Mountains" In the cold rain that stretches across the river at night, people like Wu bid farewell to the lonely Chu Mountain in the ordinary morning. —& mdash; Wang Changling's Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower Green bamboo hat, green raincoat, no need to return in the gentle breeze and rain. —& mdash; Zhang Zhi and "Fisherman's Song"; Staying in clothes, wanting to wet the apricot blossom rain, blowing the cold willow wind on the face. —& mdash; Monk Zhinan's Jue Jue; The morning rain in Weicheng is also light dust, and the guest houses are green and willow colored with new Wang Wei. —& mdash; "Sending Yuan to the Second Envoy Anxi" A good section describing the rain of the four seasons 1. The sky is getting darker and dark clouds are rolling& ldquo; Pippa Pippa;, The rain is getting heavier and heavier, like splashing or pouring down from the sky. The wind was howling wildly, and Lei Gong was shouting loudly. The nearby flowers were all trembling with fear. One delicate flower after another, mercilessly scraped away. 2. The rain fell to the ground with a ticking sound, as if playing a sweet and melodious tune, stirring the strings of my heart. A drop of rain fell on my hand, as thin as a thread, triggering countless thoughts in my mind. 3. In&quo; To compare West Lake to West Lake, light makeup and heavy application are always suitable; In the West Lake, Su Shi sighed and sighed; The water is shining brightly and the sky is clear, and the mountain scenery is also unique with a misty rain;, The wonder of West Lake rain is revealed. In the rain, the distant mountains seem to be covered in a layer of light veil, hazy, hazy, and indistinct&hellip& hellip; What a beautiful artistic conception! 4. The heavy rain started, and the bean sized raindrops kept falling like broken pearls. The rain grew heavier and heavier, and soon the rain on the ground merged into a small stream; Cluck; With a smile, singing, and dancing, he ran forward. Raindrops were like pearls, splashing onto the river surface, creating ripples on the calm water surface. The clever fish jumped out of the water, as if to suck on the pearls. Rain whipped the buildings, trees, and asphalt roads like whips. The rain kept pouring down like a thousand needles and threads, tightly stitching together the sky. 5. A drizzling rain falls on the sandy ground, like transparent silver needles falling from the sky, decorating countless mountains and valleys, like sparkling pearls, falling one after another, inlaid with the green earth. 6. The sky was covered in dark clouds, and the leaves on the trees swayed wildly. The flowers and plants on the ground trembled with laughter. Suddenly, it started pouring rain with a loud roar, and the thunder became louder and louder. The rain grew heavier and heavier, and more and more water accumulated on the ground. The water on the road sometimes overflows people's feet, and they gather together like small streams flowing underground. The rain slowly stopped, and when I opened the window, the clear air rushed towards me. It was so comfortable! In an instant, a colorful rainbow appeared in the sky, so beautiful! 7. The drizzling autumn rain always brings a sense of desolation& ldquo; The rain on the wutong leaves”, A poem of seven words depicts a picture of autumn rain. After reading this poem, a feeling of desolation arises naturally. The autumn rain is gentle, washing away the heat of summer. Autumn rain does not necessarily mean desolation, but also a bountiful harvest. You see, in the autumn rain, the fruits are ripe and fragrant; In the rice paddies, the golden waves are flipping, and cabbage and cucumber&hellip& hellip; They have all matured. The autumn rain also reminds me of the gentle and graceful Li Qingzhao; Bai Yi Qing Xiang; Liu Yong&hellip& hellip; 8. Summer rain always pours down, accompanied by thunderous thunder and sparkling lightning, all of us come to the world together& ldquo; Black clouds turning over ink but not covering the mountains, white rain jumping into the boat in disorder;, This rain is so bold and carefree! Rain, it makes my imagination wander&hellip& hellip; I think of heroic martyrs who have lived a magnificent life: Dong Cunrui, Yang Jingyu&hellip& hellip; Thinking of Su Shi, a bold and unrestrained figure from the Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji&hellip& hellip; Summer rain washed the earth and in an instant, it became much cooler. 9. The summer rain, under the rolling dark clouds, opens and accumulates for a long time, accompanied by the rumbling thunder. Under the strong wind, it drips and mourns, like tears, and the countryside is filled with endless relief. 10. It was drizzling outside the window, with little drops of rain as if accompanied by a small dance. I couldn't help but be tempted by the world outside the window. 11. The rain is getting heavier, and I'm looking at where the broken line is on the window eaves; Pearl;, I couldn't help but open the window, and the gentle spring breeze greeted me, instantly refreshing me. A few drops of rain fell on my cheeks, cool and comfortable, bringing a fresh earthy scent. I was instantly intoxicated by this natural wine. 12. The rain fell on the eaves, ticking and ticking, and the crisp sound seemed to have a lingering and secluded meaning. My thoughts also left with it, looking at the fading haze, my heart was filled with endless joy&hellip& hellip; Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently, the gentle rain steps, scattered on the petals, shy and charming, it seems that I can no longer distinguish whether it is the softness of flowers or the fragrance of rain? That faint fragrance deeply stirred up the ripples of this heart, rippling silently. 13. Rain is transparent, and the tears of rain are also transparent. Even the blood of rain is transparent, so people cannot see the rain shedding tears or the heart bleeding. Rain has its sorrow, in order to convey its voice to people. When it is sad, it will play this mournful song on the window, by the balcony, and on the roof. In this mournful song, the rain cried its tears and expressed its sorrow. 14. Rain is the warmest rainy season of the year. When spring rain falls, it is like a thousand strands of fine silver, carrying the slight chill left by winter and the good news of spring. With a gentle smile, it falls, washing away the traces left by winter and welcoming spring. 15. Spring rain, the baptism brought by spring guests. I walk in this delicate spring rain, fully enjoying the comfort and tranquility brought by the spring rain. The rain gradually soaked my hair and face, and I couldn't help but stick out my tongue to feel the wetness of spring rain, smooth with a hint of sweetness. After being moistened and baptized by spring rain, the whole world will become so vibrant. 16. What a magical spring rain! It is hazy and clear. It drapes a ethereal veil over all things, and washes them fresh and bright. My mood seems to have been cleaned and polished by the rain, and a bright and cheerful feeling is growing. The whole world is like a newborn baby, as if everything has started over again. The trees are new, and the branches are full of new green shoots; Grass is new, tender and delicate; Flowers are new, new and ready to bloom. Even the mood is new, and there is only a refreshing and happy feeling in the heart. 17. And Dongyu is more like a stingy wealthy man, always stingy in keeping the rain, unwilling to let the earth be baptized by it. Even when feeling down, it's just a drizzle, mixed with the cold winter wind, hitting people, feeling icy and piercing, with an indescribable chill.