A passage on psychological activity when walking outside during a sandstorm

the first sentence → after dusk, the sky changed greatly, the wind began to wreak havoc, the sunset hid in the west early, and the world began to be gloomy, accompanied by a pungent smell of dust, which filled the outdoor room, leaving you nowhere to hide, only to suffer. At this time, I felt that the world was extremely fair.

the second sentence → However, sandstorms in Qinghai are not as chaotic as those in Gansu. If we say that Gansu is a stew knife to cut meat, then Qinghai is to cut the gordian knot. Once in Golmud, Qinghai Province, the sandstorm was a sandstorm in the sun, while the sun shone and the sand danced.

the third sentence → the wind is whining, occasionally with a scream or two, and the flying gravel hits the car, making a "Dangdang" sound. A gust of wind can really blow stones around the ground, which is also called a spectacle. The terrible thing is that the wind in Qinghai can kill people. I've heard that a herder was swept up by a gust of wind and thrown to a mountain a mile away.

sentence 4 → sandstorm: the sky is dark, sand and stones are flying, the wind is roaring, the yellow sand and stones are dancing wildly in the sky, and trucks are stuck in the mire; Between the brakes, the sky was covered with black mud, and it fell straight into the world.

sentence 5 → for me, who lives on the edge of lop Nur, the intrusion of sandstorms is not used to it, but the sudden drop of dusty weather last night really surprised me. Because the sun is still shining during the day, flowers are in full bloom, willows are green, elm trees are sprouting, and the scene of spring is charming and vivid, which makes people feel like they have gone to the distant south of the Yangtze River.