Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn wind and autumn rain sorrow. The ticking of the autumn rain makes me sigh in the night. One worried note after another from my parents triggered my thoughts. This autumn rain is more than 20 days, clothing is emitting a moldy smell, the ground is everywhere wet moss, for a long time no shadow of the sun. Another day, that's not our style! The next day, came to school against the cold rain. A dozen of our teachers led more than 200 students, wearing raincoats and umbrellas, and walked to education practice base seven kilometers away. The sky was gray and the teacher was sad. The students, with their backpacks and raincoats, sang loudly, flashed briskly and smiled brightly along the way, becoming a beautiful scene under the gloomy sky. The green moss on the trees seems to have melted. Arrived at the base, the playground has spread a thin layer of moss, step on more slippery than oil. The trees are covered with dead branches and withered leaves. The teacher ordered to "clear the playground". On the playground, some use a steel ball brush, some use a broom sweep, and some carry the basin charged. In the blink of an eye, the entire base was transformed. The rain was still falling, and the students' enthusiasm dispelled the autumn gloom over the base. The next morning, when I opened my eyes, a ray of sunshine warmed the whole dormitory. What a gorgeous world! The maple leaves in the distance are as red as fire, ginkgo trees hold up handfuls of small yellow fans, metasequoia is still that clear green. The sun is shining brightly, what a picturesque world! In fact, no matter which season, there are beautiful scenery, every season will have wonderful, life is not so? Sunshine always after the haze, as long as you pass through the haze, always see wonderful.