Good words and sentences to describe thunderstorm weather?

1, the sky suddenly cracked, and raindrops the size of beans poured out of it. First it's a mess, then it's unified. Soon, the ground became a stream. The wind, mixed with thunder, grew louder and louder. Lightning flashed across the road from time to time. With the thunder, the raindrops became more and more violent, like dense bullets on the battlefield, making a thunderous sound.

I saw the clouds getting heavier and heavier, as if to flatten the earth. The wind is blowing, blowing mercilessly, blowing the tree straight for mercy. In a short time, the thunder became looming, near and far. A series of harsh lightning seemed to tear open the heavy curtain of the sky, and the air suddenly became dignified. I wiped the sweat from my head and thought it might rain soon. But the rain hasn't rained yet, but the wind is getting bigger and bigger and more manic.

3. In the evening before the thunderstorm, the weather was sultry and there was no cool breeze. In the distance, dark clouds occupy the sky layer by layer, and in a short time, dark clouds cover the whole sky like a curtain.

In the sky, dark clouds are rolling and rushing from all directions, piling up in piles and getting denser and denser, like a group of horses pressing on the roof first. The distant mountains are gray and submerged by dark clouds on the horizon, and the low sky seems to indicate that a rainstorm is coming.

Thunderstorm is like an angry mother watering the flowers. Thunder is as strong and vivid as God's anger when he is angry. Then a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, cutting the little girl's face like a sharp knife.

6. In the morning, Wan Li is clear and Wan Li is empty. Now it's cloudy and raining like beans. Particles and chords fall from the sky one after another, with dazzling lightning in the middle, forming a beautiful picture. Rain drops in the sky, the swish of rain drops on the ground and the rumble of thunder and lightning constitute the most perfect symphony in the world.

The dark clouds in the sky are dark and the leaves on the trees are motionless. The weather is very sultry. Suddenly, a gust of wind roared, opening its jaws and pouncing on Class Half. It is entangled with the dark clouds, kicking and biting, as if to tear the dark clouds into many pieces and make its own cotton robe to keep warm. It began to rain heavily, and the strong wind tilted it. I kept falling and the wind kept blowing, which made people feel biting and cold, just like in a snowy winter. The fish slowly merged into a muddy "stream". Thunder and lightning are like two big devils, and they keep ringing! Flash! Looking out of the window is like a big bead curtain hanging out of the window.

8. At the moment of tilting, there was a strong wind and dark clouds in the air. Then it began to rain. It is raining harder and harder, and it is threatening. The rain brushed down like countless lines, scouring the rows of trees in front of the door.

9. At night, God tore the dark clouds, and then there was a thunderstorm. The marching troops are dazzling lightning and earth-shattering thunder, threatening the storm to rush to the earth with overwhelming force. The wind, like countless whips, caught the rain and pumped it hard on the glass window. The rain really got into the window gap. Lightning is intermittent, like a python jumping over the clouds, and suddenly there is a thunder outside the window, which almost shocked me. It rained for a long time, with no sign of stopping: lightning and thunder. From time to time, God pours out earth-shattering heavy rain with thunderous momentum-the rain is also desperately beating down and the window is scraping.

10, listen, like the majestic drums of Ansai, raindrops are beating on the fertile land. Beat the trees and the flowers will collapse; The ground is covered with a layer of white fog, hazy, but there is a magnificent beauty. Thunder in the sky, like the horn of battle, calls soldiers to descend from the sky and assault; The soil on the ground, like a strong yellow dragon, is churning under the beating of raindrops. This is a wonderful beauty.

1 1, the rain keeps falling, and the deafening thunder is still roaring. Finally, it was dawn, and the rain gradually became smaller. It began to look like cloth, then like curtains, like broken beads, like lines. Finally, we could only tell the size of the rain by the raindrops on the ground.