The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
The fragrant lotus leaves are withered, and the west wind worries about the green waves. -Jing Li's "Breaking the Huanxi Sand"
Autumn wind blows gently, and Dongting waves under the leaves. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Sweet Lady"
The autumn wind moves in Wan Li, and the setting sun is yellow. -Cen Can's "Gongbei Qiuxing sends Cui Mingyun"
Midnight wine makes people awake unconsciously, and the lotus leaves by the pool are swaying in the autumn wind. -autumn night in Gong Dou.
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation is shaken and exposed to frost. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing
The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. -Liu Yong's Klang Ganzhou
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south. -Liu Che's Autumn Wind
2. The text describing the typhoon I only found a short passage describing the typhoon for your reference:
I was frightened by the fierce typhoon.
It always carries the same hateful accomplice-flood.
For unarmed humans.
Stretch out bloody claws
The wind pounced on the house with a grimace of a grin.
Resolutely break their already fragile bones
Let the rubble on the ground
Crawling under its powerful feet
The flood clamored for huge waves.
Will their already barren property.
tear up
Another group of people were displaced.
Like duckweeds without roots on the river.
More like a broken kite in the sky.
The other group has nothing.
It's like just coming to a strange island.
More like being born without parents.
hungry baby
Wind and rain wreak havoc
My ears are ringing again.
Du Gongbu's poems that have been ignored for thousands of years.
thank you
I was frightened by the bullying of typhoon.
It always carries the same hateful accomplice-flood.
For unarmed humans.
Stretch out bloody claws
The wind pounced on the house with a grimace of a grin.
Resolutely break their already fragile bones
Let the rubble on the ground
Crawling under its powerful feet
The flood clamored for huge waves.
Will their already barren property.
tear up
Another group of people were displaced.
Like duckweeds without roots on the river.
More like a broken kite in the sky.
The other group has nothing.
It's like just coming to a strange island.
More like being born without parents.
hungry baby
Wind and rain wreak havoc
My ears are ringing again.
Du Gongbu's poems that have been ignored for thousands of years.
4. Weather forecast: Around New Year's Day, there will be strong convective weather, large area of paper money and local gold bars, Happy Volcano eruption, friendship mudslide and Happy Typhoon landing. It is expected that the extremely pleasant weather will last around you for several weeks.
The rain in summer is always so crazy. Always accompanied by this typhoon, Lei Gonggong and Dianpo are a pair. Had a big fight. The heavy rain took the couple as if to engulf the whole world. However, it is a paper tiger and looks fierce. In fact, it can't jump for days.
Love is like plugging in the TV. From then on, it is a wonderful picture. Love is a typhoon that landed on the coast, and it has been arrogant since then. Love is when a penguin meets a polar bear and finds a confidant thousands of miles away. Love is when your heart comes to mine. It turns out that there can be no distance between people.
Typhoon "Raccoon" landed in Zhongshan tonight, and the wind force at the center of the typhoon reached 12. At the same time, it rained heavily, and the sky turned gray, as if to eat me.
5. Earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, volcanoes, typhoons, wars, disasters happen all the time, and refugees are suffering; Donate money and materials, heal the wounded and rescue the dying, and help the poor. As long as everyone gives love, there will be no refugees in the world. On World Refugee Day, we are heart to heart!
6. Ice and snow can't cool my love for you, typhoon can't blow away my thoughts about you, noise can't drown out my heartfelt feelings for you, and darkness can't hide my deep affection for you.
7. Africa has suffered a lot and the war has not stopped; Frequent earthquakes, typhoons and tsunamis; Unforgettable 5 12, crying earth-shattering; A rare snowstorm, a strange drought; The disaster is also great, bringing together the souls of China people; My wish in this life is to leave this world in disaster!
8. The earthquake rescue has your shadow, the typhoon has your first-line report, and the flash flood scene has your affectionate explanation. You are always in front of danger, and it's time for journalists. Pay tribute to journalists and friends and wish you a happy and safe life.
9. A typhoon is like a mythical devil. Suddenly a charred and broken cotton-wool cloud appears in the sky, which becomes dark and chaotic. The wind whistled on the mast, poles and telegraph antenna. The storm pours down like a waterfall, and the wind stirs the rain and water together, crackling like a dense bullet and hurting people like a needle in the face. This typhoon is really fierce!
10. The typhoon came with amazing momentum. They blow so hard that people can't stand. You have to hold a stake so as not to be blown into the sea. That wind can blow the hut into the sea like a matchbox.
5. The scene where the typhoon raged 1, what a fierce typhoon, like hanging a rain curtain outside the window! The camphor trees on the roadside are like standing big springs, which are blown to bounce around. Some branches were blown off and hung pitifully on the tree; Others were simply uprooted and thrown on roads and cars ... the high street lamps were shaking, and the billboards on the buildings had already been removed, leaving only the empty iron shelves trembling. There are few cars on the road, and many shops are closed. Many sections were flooded, but the rain was still so heavy. Only then did I know the power of the typhoon.
It was a cool breeze and drizzle before the sky map came. What a refreshing morning! The sun hasn't appeared yet, and it hasn't brought warmth to the earth. In the afternoon, he finally showed his ferocious face. At that time, the wind was blowing and the branches were shaking violently. It rained heavily, and pedestrians on the road hurried on, speeding up their steps to go home to avoid the typhoon. Several plastic bags stand out in the sky, and a street lamp is flashing by the roadside, as if to pour out his sadness. Even the vehicles that had been flowing were gone, and the wind roared. The wind blew through the windshield and roared wildly, making the windows rattle. Although we closed the doors and windows, even mosquitoes could hardly get in, but we still heard the screams like monsters.
In the middle of the night, the typhoon gradually became presumptuous and slammed into the glass door like a wild horse with a reins. Doors even banged, and leaves were flying all over the sky, blowing into residential buildings from time to time. When I woke up one night, the road was full of broken branches and vines, the trees were torn, and the gardeners were planting and repairing the uprooted towering trees. In the morning, more and more people run on the road in the morning, and the birds at home can't wait to sing.
After the typhoon, it was full of vitality again.
6. A passage describing the raging wind is mostly anthropomorphic and figurative, with 200 words 1. The wind is barbaric.
The wind blows through the fields, and the land in the plain instantly rolls up the rotating loess. If it is winter, all crops will be harvested and the vegetation will wither. At that time, every village was naked. The strong wind turned into an open bully, whistling and running around, running through the wild fields in the boundless cold, running through the empty village streets, shaking the closed doors and windows of the farmer unreasonably, and throwing a lot of sand into his yard from time to time.
During the prank, it also blew down some rotten pieces of wood on the fence, scraped off the grass roof, lifted the peasant woman's skirt, and drove the chickens all over the village, blowing their feathers in a mess. It was sunny that day.
Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the dark clouds in the sky surged like the tide of the sea. Immediately, a strong wind blew.
In an instant, sand and stones are flying and loess is flying. Suddenly, another gust of wind blew, and the sand on the ground suddenly rolled up. At that time, flying sand and stones choked people's eyes. Paper jumped around like a rabbit, a plastic bag jumped up and flew into the sky, and all kinds of trees twisted wildly. Pedestrians on the road didn't even take Mazar-e-Mazar, so they hurried home. The sun changed face and disappeared into the dark clouds.
At this time, the wind roared and I was scared. I quickly turned around and saw that there was only one person left outside with the window open, staggering and dragging, and the glass broke with a bang and splashed all over the floor. I stood on the third floor and looked out through the glass window.
The dust and scraps of paper on the road were blown into the air by the wind, which looked like a thick fog. The trees on both sides of the road are still tall and straight, bravely fighting against the strong wind.
Pedestrians shrink their heads, speed up their steps and walk to their homes ... 5. In the afternoon, God suddenly changed his face. It was sunny just now, and in a blink of an eye, dark clouds were rolling, the wind was blowing, and sand and stones were flying. The students were stunned by the terrible sight.
Everyone saw through the glass window that many trees were bent by this "demon wind" and only the branches rustled. The confetti leaves were swept into the air like a broken kite.
6. With the rainstorm, the gale seems to become more unbridled, and it devours everything. No sooner had the people in the street opened their umbrellas than the top was blown down by the strong wind.
At this time, it is very difficult to walk seven or eight meters outside, and there is even a feeling that it will be lifted if it is not enough. Even raindrops and dark clouds seem to be skewed by strong winds. The wind of "meowing" is getting louder and louder. It seems to represent the anger of the wind and the desire to devour everything. It blew down an electric motorcycle parked outside, blowing away one small tree after another ... finally, the wind is getting smaller and smaller.
Finally, it blew away the last dark cloud with its only remaining strength. The rain stopped and charming rainbows gradually appeared on the horizon.
On the way home, the strong wind kept blowing and almost broke my umbrella. I saw many people's umbrellas overturned, and even some tricycles were blown down. In the park, I saw a stout tree uprooted by the strong wind, wires whirring, trunk whining, willow branches being blown back and forth, like a whip whipping violently at low altitude.
I just put down my schoolbag when I got home, and suddenly there was a bang. I turned my head and saw, ah, the door was closed by the strong wind. "Hua Hua", several flowerpots of Grandpa Zhang's family fell from the upstairs and broke, and his window was constantly "scratching" by the strong wind.
8. Walking on the road, the wind blew me up. I hunched my back and walked with difficulty.
The wind got in through my pants, and my body itched like the paws of many kittens. The poplar trees at the intersection in front were blown to the east and west by the wind, making a "brushing" sound, as if to say, "Forgive me!" The wind screamed sharply, as if laughing at the cowardice of poplar trees.
9. On Friday, there was a strong wind. After school at noon.
Chen and I go home by electric car. Because of the headwind and strong wind, our electric car couldn't move, so we walked halfway.
Chen's yellow hat was blown away by the strong wind. Before Chen could react, the little yellow hat had disappeared without a trace at lightning speed. 10, a gust of wind blew the wind and made it dusty.
In some places, dead leaves dance in the wind, like meteors in the carefree sky. Darkness hangs over the earth, and you can't see where the sun is and where the blue sky is.
The ground is covered with dead branches and leaves. The grass swished down to the ground, and the flowers lost their usual smiling faces, but they were crying because all their beautiful petals were taken away by the strong wind.
The dead branches on the tree rustled in the wind, as if playing an undulating "elf". The birds hid under the eaves and wailed in fear.
Pedestrians on the road are wrapped in coats and tighten their necks. It is very difficult to tuck their whole heads into their collars, and they are eager to go home at once. The wind blows on your face like a sickle, and it hurts! 1 1. Through the glass window, I can see branches shaking violently and plastic bags flying in the air. It seems to enjoy it. I'd rather you called, but it won't come down.
If you are a pedestrian on the road, you will also notice a faint snowflake episode. Reluctantly, I put on my schoolbag and walked in this dark world.
Not long after, the strong wind stuck a plastic bag on my face and asked me to kiss it. 12, the temperature dropped and the classroom was filled with cold air.
The wind blew and I shivered. I don't know who shouted "Close the window quickly." We quietly closed the window and looked up among too many chefs. A long Huanglong is rolling in from the foot of the mountain, getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, the wind blew hard, flying sand and stones, and the scraps of paper and dust on the roadside were blown into the air, which looked like a thick fog. Pedestrians are busy bowing their heads to speed up their steps and running to their homes ... 13, the quiet sky is a bit weird at this moment! First the sand is rolled up, and then the darkness is like a sleeve. In just a few minutes, it enveloped the whole sky like a dark cloud. The sun tried to shoot through the darkness with dazzling light, but it was outnumbered and soon lost its way ... was it a typhoon? ..... No, God is angry! I run like rain.