Rainstorm prose

On May 17, the sun was scorching, and the sun shone on my face so hot that I could hardly open my eyes. People sweat when they walk around doing something, so the hottest day comes to us after a long summer.

In the afternoon, I took a nap at my desk, but I couldn't sleep at all. When they came to the duty classroom, the students couldn't sleep enthusiastically, shaking their books and small fans. In the first class in the afternoon, I was sweating like a pig and my classmates were in a daze. The middle school entrance examination is coming, and this state makes me anxious. Out of the classroom, the students shouted that it was too hot! There is no air conditioner and no electric fan in the classroom, and the bitter days will be bitter for a while. I advise students to be strong, and the conditions in high school will be better.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, a lot of thick black clouds came over Nanshan. The black clouds rolled, like someone splashing ink on huge rice paper, and the ink on the rice paper soon disappeared. Soon, half the sky was dyed black. Deep in the clouds in the distance, blue and bright lightning flashed from time to time, followed by rumbling muffled thunder. Hundreds of meters away from Fangshan Temple, I don't know when the wind blew. I saw a tree more than ten meters high being pushed and shaken by the hurricane. Some branches can't stand the strong wind and groan in pain when they break. There is a lot of dust on the road. Before the dust rises, the raindrops as big as beans fall down. The dust instantly turns into countless small mud balls scattered all over the floor, as if thousands of small flowers bloom on the ground, but the flowers will splash and fly away. It's strange: the dark clouds on the southern horizon overwhelm the city, the wind on the northern horizon is light, and the sun stays on the right side of the dark clouds and shines half the world. At this moment, the rain rises with the wind, instantly shooting down from the sky like a thousand silver arrows, and the ground is unbearable, revealing countless small potholes; After a while, the rain was like a water curtain, long and dense. Under the irradiation of sunshine and strong winds, it's really interesting to be on cloud nine and colorful. I just went to pour a glass of water and came to the window. I only heard the "crackling" window pane ring. A closer look shows that hail the size of broad beans jumps on the windowsill like chestnuts in a hot pot, and some jump on the ground like a fairy tale "Thumbelina" dancing in the rain. A curious child picked up some iced beans with his hand and put them in his mouth to chew. Seeing him eating with relish, I asked him how he tasted. He smiled and said, "Ice beans falling from the sky for free are just like eating rock sugar. Chew them. They are cold and crisp, not so sweet! "

The heavy rain has been raining for an hour, so I think it's time to stop. However, like a monster full of strong destructive desire, it lost control and dumped energy crazily, as if it could not stop until its magic was exhausted. The thunder is loud, and the dark clouds press the ink. The sun scared away and the black sky suddenly closed. It rained cats and dogs, and there was lightning and thunder. There is chaos between heaven and earth. The power went out. Faced with this horrible scene, some students exclaimed in fear, while others were shivering in the corner. Our ninth grade was on the top floor of the old teaching building, and it was raining heavily. All the corridors in the classroom were flooded by deep water, so I directed and guided the students to remove the boxes containing books and treat the accumulated water with pots, shovels and mops. After a busy hour, it seems that there is less rain outside. It's time for dinner. I want to wait until the rain stops before going to the student canteen. However, dozens of students ran to the canteen in the rain. I quickly opened my umbrella and ran to the canteen. The distance from the teaching building to the canteen is less than 100 meter, and the ground is like a river. By the time I got to the canteen, my shoes were full of water and soaked to the skin. Adhere to organize the team and patrol around to prevent students from having safety problems. When I walked to the school gate, I saw the flood roaring in the street. In the shops on both sides, the host family is busy scooping out the mud in the shop. Many cars parked on the side of the road were soaked by the flood, and parents who picked up their children trudged through the flood with their children on their backs. The flood was knee-high. The vegetable crops of the residents behind the school were flooded, and rape and corn seedlings floated on the flood from time to time, which made people feel that the rainstorm raid brought no small disaster to the people.

At 6: 20 pm, the rain finally became smaller and stopped. At 9 o'clock in the evening, I saw the news that Fangxian County was suddenly hit by heavy rain and hail from the Internet. The article reported the disaster situation in Fangxian County. Among them, our Jundian Town suffered the most, and the county magistrate personally went to Jundian Town to express condolences to the people affected by the collapse of houses. After the evening self-study, the school broadcast warmly reminded all kinds of safety precautions, and the school leaders and our teachers on duty strengthened safety inspection. This can really be described as: storms brew disasters, and human feelings warm people's hearts.