1 It's raining, and a drop of rain falls on the ground, splashing. Miss Feng also came to join in the fun, extending her delicate hands to stir up the rain. "sasha vujacic-""pattering-"is more like playing a beautiful music! I looked out the window and thought of her. ...
That day, with the ringing of the school bell, it began to rain outside the window, which soon turned into pouring rain. Mom said she would pick me up later in the morning. I intended to go to the airport, but I didn't bring my umbrella. Go in the rain? It must be "a drowned rat". I am so sad that I am about to cry. At this time, an elder sister came over and seemed to read my mind and said to me, "classmate, are you going to the airport?" I nodded, and she smiled and said, "I'll take you." I have an umbrella! " "At this time, I seem to have caught a lifeline and suddenly saw hope. I hid under her umbrella with great gratitude.
Along the way, raindrops the size of beans hit the umbrella and made a "bang-bang-bang-"sound. An umbrella for two people is obviously not enough. She held an umbrella in one hand and my shoulder in the other. She looked serious and walked hard in the rain. The rain was beating wildly. There are a few drops of rain on my right shoulder, and her hands are red with cold. I have an indescribable taste in my heart.
The wind and rain seem to be playing tricks on us. Although the elder sister tried to control the umbrella, on several occasions, the umbrella was almost blown away. Unconsciously, I have come to the door of the airport. I went in and didn't forget to say thank you to her. She just gave a friendly smile and left in a hurry. Looking at the back of her turning away, her nose suddenly turned sour. Because her left shoulder is wet. At this time, a warm current suddenly welled up in my heart.
"Pa-"The rain is getting worse, and I return to my mind from my memory. Raindrops blurred my vision, and I seemed to see her back again. ...
Excellent composition in the rain 2 The May Day holiday is coming, and my parents are going to organize an experience mountaineering activity.
At the foot of the mountain, my parents wanted to get on and off the ropeway. I thought it was ok, so I persuaded them with words and they decided to climb Huangshan with us.
At this time, it began to rain in Mao Mao, so we put on our raincoats and started our mountaineering trip. Half an hour later, I felt an indescribable sense of happiness, but I still couldn't see the "wonders" of Huang Yun. The hillside is so steep that my heart is almost in my throat! I don't know who shouted, "Look, where is the waterfall!" " " .
We looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, a beautiful waterfall appeared from the hillside. Although I am tired and thirsty, the waterfall makes me feel relaxed and refreshed, and I seem to be refreshed. Rain kept hitting my raincoat, which was very thick, but I was still shaking and got goose bumps all over. Looking at this beautiful scenery, we cheered up again and climbed Huangshan together. Through our efforts, we finally climbed the famous peaks of Huangshan Mountain, such as Guangmingding and Shixin Peak. Especially those strange pines, criss-crossing and everywhere. They have different shapes and different uses.
It's raining harder and harder. We saw the stone "Xiantao" in the rain. I think about 100 people can sit on it. Happily, there are clouds flying here, and people will have a feeling of walking in the clouds. At this time, I am tired and hot, and my legs are shaking. When we came back, we saw a strange phenomenon: a huge stone was like a pencil with a pine tree looming on it. Father said it was a strange stone such as "dream pen gives birth to flowers" and "Xiantao". I dragged my tired body and finally reached the terminal-Yungu cableway. We decided to take the cableway back to the starting point. On the ropeway, we saw the tall and majestic peaks that we had never climbed, and saw many pine trees in Huangshan. Geologist Xu Xiake said, "When the Five Mountains return, they don't look at the mountains, and when Huangshan returns, they don't look at the beauty of the mountains." I finally understand the meaning of this sentence.
We have seen the breezy and calm spring and enjoyed the sunny spring, but what about the drizzly spring? Come on a date with me and Spring!
In the drizzle, my friends and I walked in the park. The first thing that catches your eye is vibrant green. Look! Under the shower of spring rain, rows of neat camphor trees seem to be a group of well-trained soldiers; The willows by the river, under the breeze, are like graceful girls dancing in the drizzle. There are clusters of clover in the distance, and crystal dew is rolling on the heart-shaped leaves, which seems to be the most exquisite jewelry. It is said that if anyone can find a four-leaf clover, he will be lucky all his life. We searched and searched, but we couldn't find it for a long time. But it doesn't matter, we are equally happy.
The river in the drizzle is also very lovely. The "Rain Genie" jumped onto the water and played a water wave battle. The ripples around seem to be farther than anyone else! The little goldfish at the bottom of the river swam around happily. Really carefree! And my favorite is the stone embankment by the river. Walking on the uneven stone wet by drizzle seems to be full of spring stories, and there is a kind of happiness that cannot be described in words.
When I looked up, my eyes were full of delicate and charming flowers, including pink peach blossoms, white pear blossoms and charming plum blossoms. Before the leaves came out, the delicate flowers opened. When the breeze blows, the trees fall in profusion, and even the gravel road "blooms"! In the rain, the beauty of this spring is really another scenery!
How beautiful spring is in the rain! Get out of the house and let's go on a date with Spring.
One day, it began to rain cats and dogs outside, and the community was about to become a swimming pool. My mother took the exam for a whole week, and every time she got around 12, she still insisted on sending me to school.
When preparing to go out, my mother specially reminded me: "It's raining hard outside, so I can only wear slippers, and other shoes will get into the water." While speaking, he gave me the best slippers, but he wore the worst slippers.
When I went out, my mother covered me for fear that I would be caught in the wind. We held an umbrella and looked very small in the storm and cold rain. But I obviously feel that no matter how the wind and rain change, I am not cold at all, but very warm, and I am always "shrouded" by this umbrella. At this moment, my mother heard a heartbroken cough. I glanced at my mother and was shocked by what I saw: I saw my mother standing in front of me, holding an umbrella high above my head. And we were exposed to the wind and rain, our faces were covered with rain, our clothes were all wet, and our hair was blown in a mess by the strong wind, but mom didn't seem to care about all this.
My mother seemed to see my worry, smiled and comforted me and said, "Nothing, just a little cold. It will be fine soon, don't worry. "
Her slippers are full of sand, her hair is messy and she is soaked through. How can she not worry about my dear mother?
But her persistence and persistence have brought tears to my eyes.
Maternal love is the most common in the world, ordinary as grass, everywhere; At the same time, it is also the greatest, as great as the sea. Motherly love is the most important thing in my life. Mom, I love you!
Going home from school in the rain, the north wind whistling, the cold wind rustling and the drizzle fluttering. Every drop of rain is cold, and I really feel the power of cold, loneliness and helplessness. It doesn't help how to keep warm, there is only ice rain branded on your body. On the way home, how many leaves of evergreen trees standing on both sides of the road were dropped by cold rain, flowed in the cold air, and then fell to the ground, and then were completely wet by cold rain, and could not float again!
On my way home, I passed some rivers and streams. How urgent their water is! The water that was originally like a mirror has become a little turbid, turbulent and embarrassing!
On the way home, the car is ticking, but what's the use? Many cars are stuck at an intersection, and the traffic police are busy whistling, but what's the use? I can only control the scene temporarily. Many people fight with each other. Who won't let who? Finally, I was depressed at the crossroads, and I was screaming. Did you gamble on the road? No, the heart is blocked, the road is still open, but the heart is black.
On the way home, I was carrying a heavy schoolbag, which swelled up and was very big. The big one either covers his schoolbag with an umbrella or covers himself. One side will be wet, and the other side will be uncomfortable. Moreover, the rain is still oblique with cold wind, and it is impossible to prevent it.
On the way home, the wind was surprisingly cold, blocking the rain and stopping the wind. The wind became very strong. It is not normal to hit and blow on the body, and it tends to lean in the opposite direction, but the huge wind also brings great cold. In the rain, the wind is colder than the rain, because the rain and umbrella block it. Can you keep out the wind? The kind of wind that makes people breathless?
On the road of life, it is also on the road in the rain. Haven't we met a stream wet by rain, unable to stand up, changed by rain, a car blocked by rain, meaningless chirp and some similarities about rain and pervasive cold wind, or if we are ourselves, we can only bite our teeth and go to our happy "home".
Rain is a natural phenomenon, but what happens in the rain is often beautiful. For example, there is such a thing-
There is a row of green pine trees behind my house. Every summer afternoon, there are a large group of children frolicking downstairs, which makes me unable to do my homework with peace of mind. I always hope that if there is a heavy rain and they all get gonorrhea, I can get peace. It's noisy all day, and no one else can rest.
Suddenly one afternoon, just when I was upset by their noise, God gave me a hand, and immediately it rained heavily, drenching them all in the building. I thought it was peaceful at last, but I don't know why. Maybe I am familiar with the sound of slapstick! This suddenly quieted down, but I was not used to it. I had to give up my textbook, leave my desk, go to the window and wipe the window blurred by rain, but I "accidentally" found those children and walked out of their doors with small umbrellas. I was surprised and didn't know what their purpose was. Had to stare blankly.
In a short time, they disappeared in my sight, but I wanted to leave like I was stopped by the Monkey King, but I couldn't. Strong curiosity made me want to find out, just wiping the window wet by rain from time to time.
Time passed slowly, but the children didn't show up. Maybe they went somewhere else. I want to leave. At this time, several familiar figures slowly caught my eye. I took a closer look-it turned out that the children next door had just gone out to buy food, left in a hurry and forgot to bring an umbrella. The children's own clothes were wet, but they rushed to give an umbrella to Huang. I understand what these children think. Who says children are not sensible? This time, these "ignorant" children gave me such a tree. My eyes are getting wet. I don't know if it's tears or something. I only know that there is a quality called helping others in this storm, and I will never be blown down by getting wet. It will be stationed in the world forever.
I immediately ran to get the camera, trying to freeze the beautiful image in the rain forever, trying to freeze it in my heart …
A smile in the rain, without ornate decoration or hard work, is just a slight smile, which can bring warmth and comfort to people. There is a kind of beauty in life, which also comes from smiling. ...
It was cloudy, which made people a little breathless, and soon it rained heavily. Because I watched the weather forecast the night before, it was going to rain, so I took an umbrella in advance. Looking at those people who don't have umbrellas, I am so proud! I just wanted to show off my umbrella, but suddenly I found it was gone. What should I do? I put it in my schoolbag this morning. How did this happen? Don't forget in the morning ... it's all gone, just me and a few classmates here. Aren't you going to be chicken soup?
Just when I was anxious, Xiaotian came over, gave me an umbrella and said, "I think you are in a dilemma. You can't go home without an umbrella. I'll give you mine! " Said, gave me a bright smile, suddenly, my inner glacier melted.
"This is not good? What would you do if I took your umbrella? Still don't want it! " I hesitate to say. "I'm okay, you can take it, or you can pay me back next time. Anyway, my home is close to the school. Here, take it! " He said with wide eyes, and put the umbrella into my hand. I was about to return the umbrella to him when he ran into the heavy rain.
"I am a famous' Scud' in the school!" He turned around and smiled at me. Watching his vague figure gradually disappear in the rain, I can't help but feel a warm current rushing all over my body. Recalling the smile he just gave me, I think his back is so tall, beautiful and warm. ...
Smiling makes people more beautiful and approachable. The shallow smile at that moment left unforgettable memories.
Unconsciously, I came to the station, and Xiaotian's smile still appeared in my mind, driving away the cold in the heavy rain and bringing me a lasting warmth …
One day in midsummer, the sun was like fire and the heat wave hit people. The trees on campus dozed lazily, and the leaves basked in the sun did not move. It is hotter in the classroom. The fan is overloaded and sends hot air to the sweaty students.
At this time, the sky changed its face. Lei Gong "sent his troops" and Feng "waved the flag and shouted". In an instant. Dark clouds rolled and roared, arranged in the air and assembled for standby. "Bell …" After class, the students hurried home.
It was dark all the way, swarms of dragonflies circled at low altitude, and smart ants were busy moving. Suddenly a dazzling arc flashed through the air, and then a muffled sound was earth-shattering. The strong wind came at people with scattered cold rain. I hurried home to get clothes from the balcony, and suddenly I saw a familiar figure facing the rain in air shower and running towards the school. Isn't that my old friend Li Mingjie? What does he do at school? Something must have fallen there. But the door of the classroom is closed, and only I have the key. Shit, he can't get into the classroom without me! I quickly grabbed my raincoat and ran out of the house.
It's raining harder and harder, and there are few pedestrians on the road. Only heard the sound of "rushing" rain and "whistling" wind. Through the dense rain curtain, I vaguely saw Li Mingjie flying along the road, like a vigorous petrel, fighting in the wind and waves; The red scarf around the neck, like the fire of life, burns tenaciously in the wind and rain. In the blink of an eye, a small figure flashed into the school gate. Strangely, he didn't go to the classroom, but ran directly to the playground. What does he want? He strode to the flagpole, quickly loosened the rope, skillfully lowered the national flag, quickly folded it several times, held it in his arms and protected it with his body. At this moment, I saw another figure in the heavy rain. Isn't that our headmaster? The old headmaster used an umbrella to protect Li Mingjie and the national flag. This old and young figure seems to be getting bigger and bigger. ...
The rain stopped and the rainbow appeared in the sun.
Shakespeare once said, "Life is like a flower, and love is the honey in it." Yes, the best feeling in the world is true love. If the world loses it, it will become dim. There are countless acts of true love around us, but what impressed me the most is this time ... one day, my mother and I rode a battery car on our way to school as usual. Unfortunately, the weather was bad, and the sun quickly hid in the clouds, not wanting to show his handsome face. Suddenly, the sky was overcast and the rain poured down, which caught my mother and me off guard. We quickly stopped the car, took out the rain gear, and then moved on. When we stopped at the intersection to wait for the red light, I saw a familiar figure: in the middle of the stormy road, a man in a fluorescent green poncho stood straight like a pine tree, whistling loudly from time to time, and the standard movements kept alternating between his left hand and his right hand. Oh, it turned out to be the beloved traffic police uncle. They are not afraid of the wind and rain, just to make more people travel safer and happier in rainy days ... Look, there is a young mother across the road with two babies in her arms, followed by an old lady with gray temples. Looking at a big pool of water in front of them, they stamped their feet anxiously. The two babies were soaked and crying loudly. When the traffic police uncle saw this, he rushed over, held the two babies in his arms, straightened his back, strode across the road with vigorous steps, and safely sent them to the opposite bus stop. Then, he ran back quickly and helped the grandmother cross the road carefully. Before grandma could say thank you, he returned to the middle of the road non-stop and continued to command the passing vehicles wholeheartedly ... The standard movements and loud whistles left a deep mark on my heart! Uncle traffic police, you have erected a huge umbrella of true love for us, you have built a solid wall of true love for us, and you have sent us the warm sunshine of true love. Thank you!
Excellent composition in the rain 10 It rained heavily.
I silently walked out of the house and looked at the car parked across the street. I feel inexplicable pain in my heart. It's time to leave again Why is the holiday time so short? I only have one day a month and can only see my parents. How many thoughts have been hidden in this short day! Just as I was about to walk into the heavy rain, my mother ran out. "Wait a minute!" "Mom is holding an umbrella." I'll walk you across the street. "This is just the width of a road. My eyes are moist.
My mother helped me walk slowly in the rain. Almost all the umbrellas are above me, and my mother is soaked through. She seemed to see through my mind and said foolishly, "Nothing, I'll change it as soon as I go back." Suddenly, my mother gave me a push, and I couldn't help turning over. I was just about to ask what was going on when I turned around. I saw a BMW whizzing by, and the splashing water stained my mother's trouser legs. My heart is tangled, looking at my mother's messy appearance, my heart is full of guilt. "What are you doing? It's time to go. " Mom said. When I got on the bus across the street, my mother gave me the umbrella again and said something. I just listened, and a thousand words came to my mouth and I swallowed them back. Mom seemed to remember something and said, "wait for me." Mother ran quickly in the rain and ran into the house. She was wearing a dress when she came out. She used her body to protect her skirt from getting wet. She ran over and gave me the clothes and said, "It's cold, put on more clothes." Suddenly, my mother sneezed, and I noticed that my mother wore very little. I tried hard not to shed tears, gritted my teeth and said, "You have a cold." Mom smiled and said, "Nothing, just take some medicine." The driver urged impatiently, and my mother reluctantly walked away. Through the window, I saw my mother wading back, not just looking back. The car started, and my mother was still watching me at home in the rain and fog. My mother's figure is drifting away, but I can't forget it for a long time.
Love is selfless, and affection is eternal. Motherly love illuminates my direction. In the rain, that love, only proved by action, I will not live up to that love.
Excellent composition in the rain 1 1 What a heavy rain! Soybean-like raindrops pattering on the ground, smashing the ground into small puddles; The young tree shook violently in the strong wind, but it still desperately supported its thin body; The morning glory, which was originally hanging high on the tree, was ruthlessly knocked down at this time, curled up on the ground sadly and kept barking.
Alas, I met such unlucky weather early in the morning.
After school, there was another dark cloud. The teacher hurried out of school and asked us to go home quickly. So everyone rushed out of the classroom regardless of the willy-nilly. The students came home with umbrellas one after another, and only two students and I stood at the school gate and waited drily.
At this time, the wind was stronger, and dark clouds filled the whole sky, as if to annex the whole world. Another flash of lightning pierced the dark sky, followed by a bang of thunder. I stood there, my feet shaking, and my heart was like hanging fifteen buckets, worrying about something.
Just when I panicked, I suddenly vaguely saw a figure not far away. She came to me with an umbrella. My heart moved: the umbrella with colored flowers on the foundation seems to be my umbrella. Is my mother coming to pick me up? I stepped forward excitedly and took a closer look. Ah, it's my mother! I am ecstatic. I saw her looking around and calling my name anxiously. When my mother found out, she handed me an umbrella, and I happily took it. Mother took out her coat and said kindly, "Come on, put it on quickly, don't freeze!" " "
At this time, my mother found that the two students behind me didn't have an umbrella and were soaked through. So, my mother said to me, "Wenwen, let's huddle together and lend this umbrella to our classmates quickly, ok?" "We don't know them. What are we doing for them? " I said reluctantly. My mother gave me an oblique look and said, "Be a man and help others!" " "Say, handed the umbrella to two students, they are busy thanking their mother. So we went home in the rain.
At this time the wind is tighter and the rain is more urgent. Through the rain curtain, I seem to see something flashing on my mother.
Excellent composition in the rain 12 As soon as I left home, thick fog came on my face. Everywhere is white, like ink painting, so deep, so shallow, so dreamy, so hazy fog contains the smell of rain.
In the drizzle, our group came to the picturesque wetland park. Autumn rain sometimes falls from the sky and falls on the world; Sometimes it's like cow hair, like needles, like filaments, woven densely. Fog and mist linger, like a thin layer of smoke on a cage in a wetland park, which makes people feel like they are in a fairyland and intoxicated.
The water in the rain is light. The drizzle gently jumps on the water, making a "tick-tock, tick-tock" sound, which makes the water appear shallow halo lines and ripples everywhere, like a ballet dancer dancing happily on tiptoe on the water. Walking by the water's edge, the raindrops fall softly, the wind blows in my heart, and it is very pleasant to walk on the path with a little coolness!
The lotus in the rain is pure and fragrant. In the wetland, some lotus flowers are in bud, and the tender buds are condensed like hibiscus; Some lotus flowers are elegant, bright and flawless, like slim girls. They looked shyly at the "big mirror" washed by the rain and quietly admired themselves. The naughty raindrops hit the petals, round and crystal clear, like a newly dressed flower. With the autumn wind and autumn rain, the dripping petals keep rolling on the lotus leaf. The rain on the petals falls drop by drop, and the lotus leaves hold it bit by bit, making it more fresh and refined.
Reed in the rain is very simple. Look! On the edge of the wetland, soft reed flowers are swaying. From a distance, a vast expanse of white is swaying by the river, and reeds are vaguely seen looking at the river. The color that is not eye-catching at all, the fragrance that is not pungent at all, the reed leaves that are naturally free and easy to get wet by the rain seem to be a little tired, always swaying slightly, still so dignified, not in a hurry.
It's raining. It's still raining. The wind stirred the reeds. It seems that they specially decorated the wetland park.
Excellent composition in the rain 13 We are all used to sunny spring, but will there be another scenery in the rain? Opening the flower umbrella, my mother and I walked into the rain.
We strolled on the path leading to People's Square, under the umbrella of flowers, as if we were in another colorful world. The leaves are particularly green, thick or light, and the eyes are very bright. If you breathe deeply into the green trees, you will find that the fresh air is full of the breath of spring.
At the gate of the People's Square, the People's Square in the rain was silent. The baby with willow leaves enjoyed the spring rain and dew, and took a quiet nap. Raindrops fell on the ground, slowly spreading out circles of naughty little water lines. Only cars on the road splash like thousands of blooming Bai Lianhua.
The People's Square in the rain is beautiful.
In the central garden of the square, all kinds of flowers gather like a market, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow, like a beautifully made Hangzhou silk, which is amazing. The yellow iris is really like a small butterfly. In the breeze, the iris is swaying frequently, as if to show off her unique "butterfly" take-off action; There is also a flower that I am not familiar with, which is layered like a delicate princess. Her rose princess dress is decorated with delicate green velvet!
From a distance, there is a large lawn on the right side of the square. The traces of hay in winter are still there, but they can't stop the temptation of spring. The new grass can't wait to get out of the soil, looking at the world curiously and wanting to hear the beautiful story told by the spring rain. I thought to myself, "Hey, why aren't there any flowers on this grass?" Just when I was wondering, my mother stopped me: "Tingting, come and see, there are beautiful flowers on the grass!" " "I took a closer look and found a layer of small flowers only a few centimeters shorter than grass, white, yellow, purple, pure, petite and bright; So dense, so numerous, so vast! It seems that as long as you work hard, you will be unified. In the spring rain, every flower stands proudly, bright and full of pride.
Ah, I didn't expect the People's Square in the rain to be so charming!
Excellent composition in the rain 14 "What's the weather today!" I think. The rain drops on my head bit by bit and slowly flows into my smooth green hair. Under the irradiation of light, I can see many thin water lines weaving around my broad hair, sometimes flashing silver light, which makes me see the beauty of rain. There was no sound around, and the water droplets made a crisp and beautiful sound in the mud. This should be the violin sound played by nature! The voice is nice when it is high and low.
At that time, I was covered with water, sticky and cold, and there was a lot of mud on my stomach, which made me shudder. At this time, the cold wind blew and made a series of strange sounds. I seem to be frozen in my body and can't move. I thought, "if only I had a dress on me." In such a cold environment, my head hurts so much that I can't even see the obvious green and white candy paper clearly. My limbs seem to be pressed by thousands of tons of big stones, and I can't move. This sore limb has become a great burden to me.
At this moment, I vaguely saw a bright light. My eyes can see the rain hitting the car, forming a beautiful and soft white spray, which immediately fascinated me and gave off a sparkling light under the irradiation of water. After watching the scenery, my mouth was thirsty, and my head turned to the sky as if I was longing for the clouds and dew in the sky. After eating it, I felt a little sweet. I opened my mouth wide, and the raindrops felt a little itchy in my throat, which made my hoarse voice much better.
Although the environment is not good, the scenery in the rain still fascinates me.
June passed, but it rained cats and dogs, with dark clouds and thunder and lightning. I saw that the trees on the roadside were also covered by the rain curtain between heaven and earth, vaguely. After a while, the strong wind came again, and the grass that could not stand the blow had to lie in the arms of Mother Earth.
I'm still in class in this weather. This is the last self-study class. I can't help looking out of the window and thinking: will my mother come to pick me up in such a heavy rain? I don't think about it anymore, because I'm sure my mother will come, and she will come. As soon as the bell rang, the students packed their bags and rushed out of the classroom. As for me, I am still wandering in the classroom, because I don't have an umbrella and I can't run out. After a while, I couldn't help jumping out, jumping to the school gate and looking at the parents waiting for their children. I'm surprised I don't have a mother. I couldn't believe my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and looked intently. There was still no mother. I was disappointed. I complained to myself why my mother didn't come. It was already a storm, my clothes were soaked, the rain rolled down my face like a ball, my eyes were blurred, my hands were cold, and I felt nothing. I was already very angry and walked home in frustration. The rain has become a river, endless, strong winds jumping on my face, "rumbling" thunder constantly. I'm a little scared. Just then, someone called me. I turned and saw that it was my mother. I immediately turned my head and ignored it. Mother said, "Daughter, I went to school to look for you just now, but I didn't see you. Maybe we have gone astray. " I suddenly realized that what I had lost was gone, and all that remained was infinite love bite. When I looked back, I found that there were traces of rain on my mother's forehead, and her clothes were soaked, like taking a cold shower and holding a wet umbrella in her hand, but she didn't open it. I see, hold my mother's cold hand, open my umbrella together and walk home. At that time, the rain was much less, there was no lightning or thunder, and even the wind became gentle.
Although many years have passed, I still remember it vividly. Rain is the biggest and smallest.