Typhoon diary

On the morning of September 22, 2019, I was taking classes at school. At this time, the window was gray and the dark clouds covered the sun with its huge body, and the leaves were blown by the wind. We all know that the typhoon is coming.

During the fourth class in the morning, I heard someone talking about something and listening carefully. Hey, I was afraid that the typhoon would affect us, and the afternoon and tomorrow would be full of holidays. At first I just sneered a bit and thought it was purely nonsense. At this time, the class teacher took a portfolio and hurriedly stepped into the classroom. His face was very serious and his lips were closed, as if he wanted to speak. The class teacher held the chalk and wrote on the blackboard: Typhoon, and the class was suspended in the afternoon and tomorrow. I was shocked in an instant: this turned out to be true!

Originally, the typhoon "Tiantu" came, and at 7:40, it will be registered in the coastal area of ​​Shanwei City, Guangdong Province. The maximum wind force is 14 levels. In order to reduce casualties, the city of China has suspended classes.

I am back home. At this time, the wind outside is cold, and the branches and leaves on the trees are constantly swinging. This may be a sign of the typhoon! At about 8 o'clock in the evening, the wind began to grow. It is like a huge devil, blowing in the air, and the wind is gradually increasing. At this time, I heard the sound of the wind "hugging - 呜", as if the ghost was crying, and mixed with the slight raindrops. I walked to the window and saw that the branches and leaves of the trees were swung left and right by the wind. Under the light, the shadows of the branches kept turning, seemingly to complain about the pain. A large tree in the vicinity, the branches and leaves are shaking in the wind, rustling, and the sound is crisp. The dead branches and leaves of the trees are separated from their mothers in an instant, as if there was a boat with no rudder, no paddles and no sails, wherever the ruthless wind blows them.

When I went to bed, the typhoon was still roaring. Although the window in the hall was strong, but the wind hit it, it still made a loud noise, as if it could be pushed down at any time. At this time, the rain has also come down. Together with the strong winds, it seems that I want to give a good life to the creatures of nature.

At 5 o'clock the next morning, the typhoon was even more dying. A wave of "booming" sounds awakened me in my sleep. The wind "calls - calls -" sounds, accepting these "baptisms" every 10 seconds. The combination of wind and rain makes me feel the power of nature. This kind of scene makes me not know what words to use. At this time, I remembered a few morning glory on the balcony. What would they do?

At 7 o'clock in the morning, I got out of bed and went to the balcony. I couldn't help but laugh at the scene: a morning glory originally wrapped around the wire, but the wind was too big, the branches were broken, and only one root was wound around the electric cable. . And the rest of the morning glory, some were boasted, and some were blown out to reveal the roots, and some defeated; the soil is full of water, the color has turned yellow. This "disastrous" made me can not help but take a breath: the power of the typhoon is really big!

This typhoon made me feel deep. Not only did I appreciate the unique style of nature, but I also realized the progress that the typhoon brought to Guangzhou: first defense, not luck.

First day: Zhou Yannan