According to the description in this article, what are the prelude to a thunderstorm? From what sensory angles do you describe a thunderstorm?

The weather is sultry and dark clouds are rolling.

Visual hearing.

Summer weather, baby's face. Often just now, the sun looked down at the earth with its fiery eyes and stared the eyes of pedestrians into a crack; I don't know where the wind slipped. The heat wave is in front of the house, the fields are rolling, the leaves are lazily motionless, and all the animals except cicada are too hot to make any noise. However, after a while, the dark clouds came, ghostly, getting closer and thicker. The sun fled in fear, and the earth was shrouded in a huge shadow, and the day was like night.

At this time, the wind ran out quietly from nowhere like a naughty child, chasing after it with a whip, raising dust and paper all the way, and the vegetation was beaten to the east and west ... People ran like ducks, and the streets and eaves were crowded with people who were eager to hide from the rain.

Who is not afraid of thunderstorms?

Once, I was absorbed in pulling pig grass on the slope, and I didn't know when the clouds were gathering overhead and the earth was dark in an instant. I looked up and saw the dark clouds rolling violently in the sky, like countless black monsters, as if to engulf the earth. At this time, a series of lightning flashed across the sky, and the thunder was loud, and the rain poured down, and the world was in chaos. How helpless and insignificant I am in the face of powerful natural forces! Like a lamb to be slaughtered, terrified. I cried on my knees, like an outcast from heaven!

The rain stopped. I ran home, and my mother hugged me and said that the plum blossom in the street had been struck by lightning. At that time, Li Liuli was pulling barnyard grass in the paddy field. After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly collapsed in her arms. Mother Li couldn't bear the pain of losing her son and was heartbroken. She left with her without a breath. Neighbors buried their mother and son, and extended a helping hand to Li Lazi's blind wife and young daughter. I remember my mother would send them some side dishes from time to time. The blind wife brought up her daughter with the help of her neighbors.

One thing happened in summer, which made my understanding of Thunderstorm unforgettable. I remember that my grandfather came to our house that night and my mother was happily writing a note. Suddenly, the wind blew hard, and the whistling wind stretched its tone like a bagpiper, unable to breathe for a long time. Mom told us it was a tornado. The words sound just fell, the lights went out, and it was dark all around. There was lightning and thunder outside, and the sound of wind and rain was thunderous. My heart contracted with the thunder and lightning, like a disaster. Our home is a three-story wooden diaojiao building, the kitchen is a brick structure, and the ground and the second floor of the diaojiao building are flat. Mother asked us to hide in the back room because there was a board there. As soon as I went in, my mother told me to go to the other side of the kitchen. I was shaking and afraid to go. Mother had to go to the kitchen by herself. Mom's hind feet just entered the back room, and with a bang, the kitchen collapsed, and the bricks piled up so high! The sound of wind, rain and thunder mixed with the collapse of houses was simply earth-shattering The family was in a mess and cried.

There is no way out of the kitchen. We have to get up and down the stairs from the crane. However, how can we get down from the suspended diaojiao building? Fortunately, neighbor Humber's family heard the noise. They found a ladder and took us one by one to live in her spacious home for a month. I dare to glare at the sky when I come down from the diaojiao building. It's like a crazy black monster, with its teeth bared, its mouth full of fire and a strange roar.

Oh, I really want to thank my good neighbors, the Wenboniang family, for comforting and helping us on that terrible night and helping us out of the predicament. Thanks to my fellow villagers, they pooled their money to help us build the kitchen quickly and tide over the difficulties. For many years, my gratitude to them has been flowing in my heart, which inspires me to care for and help each other when I grow up. Even when social morality is declining, it is still like a bright lamp, shining on my way forward. In my life experience, I understand a truth. In the face of powerful natural forces, although human beings can do nothing, as long as they are heart-to-heart, there is no hurdle!