thunderstorm

Rain, it seems to be a million fingers, like thousands of strings, popping up ever-changing sounds. Spring rain is soft, summer rain is rough, autumn rain is bleak, winter rain is chilling; due to seasonal changes, the mood is different. I like thunderstorms alone.

One afternoon in the summer, the sun was like a fire, the weather was very hot, and there was no wind outside the house. The big clouds of the sky are piled up, and the sky is getting darker. For a while, the sky was covered with black clouds, like a cauldron, low on the ground. Suddenly the wind was raging, and the wind blew the wind. Ah, it’s going to rain!

For a while, Ray seems to be chasing each other, getting closer and closer, and the voice is getting bigger and bigger. Suddenly, above the top of my head, the lightning of a claw and a claw is like a sharp sword, and the dark sky is opened. Followed by, a terrifying thunder, the terrible thunder, the sky was completely blown up, shattered, the earth shivered! I was scattered, and hurriedly rushed back into the house. At this moment, the TV "嚓" was all black, and the car alarm in the parking lot was scared and screamed.

The heavy rain came down, and the raindrops of the beans were like the broken pearls falling. The rain grew bigger and bigger, and the rain that fell on the ground soon became a creek. "Giggle" smiled. Singing. Jumping, rushing forward, raindrops like pearls, one sprinkled on the river, calm The water on the surface of the water rises. The clever fish falls out of the water, as if to allow the pearl to be sucked. The rain, the whip is like a building, trees and asphalt road. The rain does not stop underground, like thousands Needle thread, the sky is tightly stitched together.

I ran downstairs and rushed into the rain curtain. "Wow, it’s a big rain!" I suddenly felt much closer to nature. Numerous raindrops are leaping and leaping, some are coming and going, some are drawing vertical lines in the air, some are "crossing the road", and some are simply jumping around on the roof. Whether they are traversing or slanting, their lives are short-lived, and they disappear in a flash; their lives are eternal----they are fully integrated into the big In nature!

Ah! Everything in front of me is like a fairyland.