How to write a composition in thunderstorm

1. How to write a thunderstorm composition in summer, which is covered with heat and brings the sun, and the hot air spreads between the earth.

The dazzling light dispels the layers of fog, passes through the tree and shines directly in front of your eyes. Look at the clear sky in Wan Li, another good day to hang clothes! Who knows, in a short time, dark clouds covered the whole sky and the earth suddenly darkened. At this time, the sky looks so low.

With a loud noise, lightning followed, and a sharp light suddenly split the sky in half like a sickle! Not to be outdone, the raindrops as big as beans poured down. Hit the ground and splashed again.

With tacit understanding, people will be happy! This momentum is no less than that when pulling weeping willows, but it is better. E 799 BEE5BAE6E58685E5EB931333431376537 If spring is a handsome girl, then summer is a heroic man with fierce atmosphere; If the spring rain is an invisible filament, then the summer rain is an invisible sharp knife.

Reach out and feel a sharp pain! I just like singing in the rain in this atmosphere, and I am infected by his momentum, rudeness and generosity, as if I am also a great hero who dares to love and hate! Run in the rain, forget all your troubles, dance with the rain and sing with him! Such selflessness seems to be the unrestrained rain. It is said that thunderstorms come and go quickly, which is true! After some "tossing", maybe you are tired! The rain gradually subsided, and when the dark clouds saw this battle, they dispersed obediently, revealing a sky as white as a fish's belly.

The air is so fresh! The leaves are also bright green, giving the earth a "cleaning". There are still water drops hanging on the towel gourd rack opposite, which drips into the small puddle in front, making an unusually crisp sound: "Ding … Dong … Ding … Dong …" is the aftertaste of a thunderstorm.

2. How to write a composition [Thunderstorm] This afternoon, there was a particularly heavy thunderstorm outside. At first, dark clouds rolled across the sky like runaway wild horses, filling the whole sky. Everything around is shrouded in darkness, and thunder comes from time to time in thick dark clouds-"bang, bang". Suddenly, a dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating everything on the earth. Then there is a downpour, like a splash, like a fallen flower. The rain was not very heavy at first, but sparse, like a string of broken pearls hitting the ground. There are ripples on the ground. Then more and more dense, bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky. The wind blew gently, raising a mist, and then the wind became stronger and stronger, blowing a few times. Pine trees are also dressed in the rain. The rain washed away the dust and soil on the ground. From a distance, the whole city is shrouded in a hazy rain and fog, and nothing can be seen clearly. A small waterfall hangs under the eaves. Outside, passers-by are carrying umbrellas in various colors-there are waves on the ground and umbrella flowers on the road. The car moved slowly in the rain, whistling from time to time, for fear of hitting pedestrians and passing by stagnant water. On that day in June, Monkey Sun's face changed-it was raining cats and dogs just now, and soon the sun was shining brightly. The air after the rain seems to be filtered, especially fresh. I took a sip and felt very comfortable. The water drops hanging on the surrounding branches are crystal clear. The leaves are washed clean and shiny, just like pieces of jade hanging on branches, very beautiful, even the soil.

3. How to write thunderstorm in the composition about thunderstorm

Dog days, children's faces, the weather changes as soon as it changes. Just now, the sun was baking the asphalt road, even the air was hot, and people were everywhere. Too thirsty! " Sound, one foot on the asphalt road, will print shallow footprints. A drop of sweat fell to the ground, just like sprinkling it on a hungry and hot stove, turned into white smoke with a "zi" and suddenly disappeared.

After a while, a strong wind blew, and the wind whined and the leaves rustled. Some branches are broken. The sky suddenly darkened. Raindrops the size of beans crackled on the window. Lightning doesn't like the human world It "splits" the boundless sky with hundreds of millions of loads of current, as if cutting a dark waterfall. Tripterygium wilfordii didn't like the world, and he flew into a rage and launched a "rumble" sound that resounded through the sky.

After the shower, everything was calm again. In the street, the noise of people "jabbering"; Birds are chirping on the branches. It's really lively!

Oh, this is a natural play, a wonderful play!

In the afternoon, a strong wind suddenly blew outside. Chickens and dogs crowed everywhere in the village, and the room became dark. It will rain. The leaves shook violently, and there was a "rumbling" sound in the distance, as if it were coming from the ground.

I looked out of the window. The sky was overcast and windy. There are few pedestrians in the street, only a few cars pass by quickly. After a while, it began to rain cats and dogs outside. My window rattled in the wind, so my mother quickly locked it. During the thunderstorm, I can't turn on the TV, computer, tape recorder and repeater ... I want to draw.

Another gust of wind dazzled people. I don't know whose window is open, but there is a sound of broken glass. Wet prints of raindrops appeared on the ground and gradually became larger. The thunder was loud, as if encouraging the rain: everybody jump down! It began to rain heavily. The thunder became brittle, grandma said, this is standing thunder, the most dangerous. Thunder "click" and "click" are really like those written in Journey to the West. Lei Gong and Rem are dancing in the clouds with sledgehammers. The lines of lightning are getting thicker and thicker. When it thunders, a flash of lightning cuts through the sky and goes straight into the ground, making the sky look like day. The rain is intermittent, sometimes big and sometimes small, and the sound of "rushing" gradually fades away. I wonder when it will stop. Birds with nests have returned to their nests. Those without nests hide under the big tree, shaking the rain from time to time, and then hiding their heads deeply in their necks. This lightning is getting faster and faster, and it appears and disappears. Like a little boy hiding by your side, wearing bleached clothes. That white color is difficult to adjust on the palette. He combined light yellow, orange yellow, gray and light-like white to form the color of this lightning.

After the thunderstorm, the sky seems bluer and the air is fresher. Maybe the thunderstorm cleaned them up! After a while, lightning hit the horizon, the wind ran away, and the rain quietly left.

The ground in the village is very wet. The flowers, grass, trees and trees there are dripping, and the leaves are covered with "new clothes" of crystal beads. There is a small puddle in front of the door, the dog is licking the water in the puddle, and the chicken comes out of the henhouse and feeds leisurely in the yard. Pigeons have come, and the weeping willows by the river are more beautiful.

What a thunderstorm!

5. Urgent ~ Urgent ~ ~ How to write [Thunderstorm] This afternoon, there was a particularly heavy thunderstorm outside.

First, dark clouds rolled, like wild horses running in the sky, filling the whole sky. Everything around is shrouded in darkness, and thunder comes from time to time in the thick dark clouds-"boom, boom".

Suddenly, a dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating everything on the earth. Then there was thunder, then it rained cats and dogs, like pouring down.

First of all, the rain is not very heavy, scattered, like a string of broken pearls hitting the ground. There are ripples on the ground.

Then it became denser and denser, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky. The wind blew gently, raising a mist. Later, the wind became stronger and stronger, blowing several trees stagger, and pine trees dressed up in the rain.

The rain washed away the dust and mud on the ground. From a distance, the whole city is shrouded in a hazy rain and fog, and nothing can be seen clearly. A small waterfall hangs under the eaves.

Outside, passers-by are carrying umbrellas, which are colorful-there are splashes on the ground and umbrellas on the road. The car moves slowly in the rain, honking from time to time, for fear of hitting pedestrians and splashing water when passing by. The car is like a boat shuttling through the rain and waves.

My mother-in-law Yu was raining heavily, and my father-in-law Lei came to join in the fun, knocking on his big drum from time to time-"rumbling". It thundered again! On that day in June, Monkey Sun's face-changes when he says it. It was raining cats and dogs just now, and it will be sunny soon.

After the rain, the air seems to be filtered, especially fresh. Take a long drink and feel comfortable.

The water drops hanging on the surrounding branches are crystal clear. The leaves are washed clean and shiny, just like pieces of jadeite hanging on the branches, so beautiful that even the soil exudes fragrance.

I like this thunderstorm full of masculinity.

6. Thundershower Synthetic Thundershower

This morning, I sat quietly at my desk doing my Chinese homework, and the bright sunshine spilled obliquely on my books. The room is bright and cheerful, which makes people feel particularly good.

As I was writing, my eyes grew dark and the handwriting in my exercise book became blurred. Huh? Why did it get dark so soon? Before I could figure out what was going on, the sky couldn't wait to give me a shining hint: a dazzling light caught my eye. I was so scared that I didn't know it was lightning. I ran to the window and looked out. I saw the clouds in the sky chasing each other, but there was nowhere to stay. I can only make a "rumbling, rumbling" laugh at each other. That's the winner's laughter, and that's the loser's painful sound. In this way, they told people that there would be a thunderstorm.

It's getting darker and darker, similar to the brightness at six or seven in the evening. After a while, in the music of "brush brush", bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, shining with dazzling light, just like a rain girl sowing pearl seeds. In a blink of an eye, the dry garden and dusty road have become gifts of the rain girl. Seeing this long-lost rain, those thirsty grasses quickly stood up and opened their mouths to enjoy themselves. From time to time, they gave a cheerful laugh: "Let's go down, I want to sprout, let's go down, I want to grow up!"

Raindrops hit the glass of my back balcony, "clicking" straight, and many naughty raindrops jumped in from the open window, ready to turn my back balcony into a big fish tank. The thunder is still ringing, but it has lost its momentum. This is really a wonderful lightning symphony. How sweet!

"Leigong sings first, there is not much rain." Sure enough, in a short time, the sky slowly lit up again and the rain slowly stopped. I looked out, and the dust on the pine tree was washed clean by the rain, and the leaves were shining. Their waists seemed straighter, and they stood there contentedly, like little soldiers. They are full of vitality, and looking at them reminds me of life and hope, which is refreshing.

I like rain, especially the rain in early spring, which moistens everything. Isn't there such a high evaluation as "Spring rain is as expensive as oil"?

7. Write an article about thunderstorm in summer, using beautiful sentences of about 200 words. On a thunderstorm afternoon in summer, the weather was sultry, and cicadas kept shouting "hot" and "hot" in the tree. It's getting dark, and I'm on pins and needles like this weather. Has my heart entered the rainy season in Jiangnan? In a flash, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the wind was blowing hard, which made people feel a little cold. I stood at the window, listening to the distant thunder, and my heart seemed to ring with it. The long-suppressed thunderstorm has come down, and the final exam is coming. The students' hearts seem to be in a storm. This raindrop is like an exam, and large and small raindrops come at us together. Parents are concerned about the scores that are like thunder. Unconsciously, a quarter of an hour later, the thunderstorm ended. The whole earth is like taking a cold bath, pushing open the window and looking into the distance. The grass by the river stretches itself, as if wearing a green dress, and it looks so green. The water drops on the leaves are rolling around, and the air is mixed with faint flowers, which makes me feel refreshed. The dull mood just now was swept away. A beautiful rainbow suddenly appeared in the sky, and I couldn't help thinking of the poem "orange, yellow, green, cyan and purple, who is dancing in the sky with color training". Why don't I get rid of boredom and use this wonderful time to study? As soon as the "thunderstorm" of the final exam is over, the rainbow in my heart will change (back).