Thunder shower

Early in the morning, it was gray. The dark clouds gather together and there is no sign of a trace of the sun. I stood at the top of the building and took out the book to prepare for the morning reading.

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At around 8:00 am, the rain has increased. I sat at the desk in front of the window and read a book. Suddenly the fan did not turn, and then a thunder rang through the sky.

In the rain and wind, I really can't see anything clearly. The white clouds that are washed away by the rain are getting thicker and thicker. Only the tree in front of it was swayed and the leaves were scraped, no longer falling, but rushing into the sky against the wind and rain. Half of the house was covered, and like a bare child in the wind and rain, stood resolutely and reluctantly. The drowning water on the top of the building passed down through my window as if it were "flying down three thousand feet."

"Bang Long" thundered over, and nothing went out of the window. The room was dark and lacquered.

“Hey...” A lightning bolt illuminates the poster on the wall.

Then the thunder continued, and the rain poured like a flood of river water.

The storm ruthlessly blows, the rain ruthlessly hits, the big tree hits the pain, the river is flooded, and the small animals are playing straight.

The thunder banged, the lightning flashed, and the scared little child cried.

The frog that is wet is not shouting;

Hardworking swallows can only be shrunk in the hustle and bustle;

I like to be wet and hide in the mud and dare not take the lead.

"Boom..." a low-spirited thunder;

"Hey..." A flash of lightning.

"Booming..." A flash of lightning caught the thunder.

"Booming..." Another flash of lightning came with a thunder.

The trees outside the window swayed even more, and the rain was even bigger. The water level of the river is rising, and my mood is low at the bottom of the valley.

Thunderstorms began to decrease for an hour or so. The sky is slowly shining, and the fog is also scattered, leaving only the wind blowing gently. The leaves are bright and look very lush. The sparrow came out and swayed, and the frog began to call, and he also came out.

However, the thunder is still low and low, like lyrical background music.

Some people started on the street.

The thunderstorm is gone...

Chuangong Middle School, Chuzhou District, Huai'an, Jiangsu, China