Prose "The Storm Comes" Modern Poetry

On a hot afternoon in summer, the blue sky gradually darkened. Suddenly, dark clouds were gathering, lightning and thunder, and large dark clouds were moving rapidly in the sky. Thunder also "rumbled" from far and near, and the wind was raging. I saw waste paper, plastic bags and fallen leaves blown down in the air and floated down again, like a small plane out of control. The clothes hanging outside were blown up and down, and some fell to the ground; Pedestrians on the road hurried home, and even the poultry that were chasing and playing outside just now are rushing to their nests. A storm is coming. Rainwater flows into ponds, rivers and sewers. Some people do not pay attention to letting rainwater drip into their eyes, which will cause itchy eyes and hurt them after rubbing. Then lightning and tears are even more terrible. First a flash of lightning flashed across the horizon, and then there was a loud thunder. At this time, a tree may be interrupted by thunder. How dangerous! But for crops, it's like a thirsty person drinking manna, how nourishing it is! The windows of my house are also jingling in the rain. Through the transparent window, I saw the rain flowing down like a pillar. "What a big storm!" I muttered, but who wants the storm to get worse? Maybe the grass is dying of thirst! Because this storm can revive its dying little life, it is very important to the grass. The student wrote "A storm is coming". However, the wind brings coolness to people. In summer, people need the breeze to take away the heat of summer. On windless days, people can only use air conditioners, electric fans, banana fans, popsicles and swimming to relieve the heat. It seems that this storm is not a disaster, it can bring happiness to people. The next day, I saw the striking big word "A successful artificial rain was carried out yesterday" in the newspaper.