A 350-word composition describing the storm

A flock of birds have flown. I wonder if they, like me, have been baptized by heavy rain and are about to fly to the high blue sky. The following is the 350-word composition describing the storm that I compiled for you. Welcome to read, for reference only.

A composition describing the storm in 350 words (1) In the morning, it was raining heavily. Thunder rumbled, Malik galloped, and raindrops pounded the earth and my heart.

I didn't do well in the Chinese exam this time, so I was a little sad and my mother was disappointed. When I am bored, I throw the target of venting to others and complain. It is said that some students plagiarized, saying that many students didn't learn ... but the more they complained, the angrier they became.

My mother may have heard what I said, and came over to me and said earnestly, "No matter in life or study, one should not complain, but should treat it positively and reflect on oneself."

Uh, reflect on yourself? I slowly recalled the past: at that time, I worked hard, carefully completed the homework assigned by the teacher and carefully checked it. Even if you fail in the exam, you won't complain, let alone put the blame on others.

How did I become like this now? My temper is getting bigger and bigger, and I can't even talk to my mother calmly. Besides, the responsibility for this exam lies entirely with me. But I didn't analyze the usage of dashes well and read the questions wrong. How to remedy it? I picked up my mother's mobile phone and looked up the usage of dashes. Finally figured it out! The blocked heart opens instantly, and the dark clouds under the heart gradually disperse and breathe freely.

I stood on the balcony and looked out. The rain stopped and a bright rainbow appeared on the horizon. A flock of birds have flown. I wonder if they, like me, have been baptized by heavy rain and are about to fly to the high blue sky.

A 350-word composition describing the storm (2) I have heard of "dark clouds rolling over the sky", "thunder and lightning, stormy weather" and "heavy rain pouring down and rivers surging". However, I have never seen my brother over seven years old and my brother over nine years old with my own eyes. Grandpa said it was a once-in-a-decade ghost weather.

At 2: 30 pm the day before yesterday, at the intersection of huanghe road and Dongming Road. My brother and I were lucky enough to witness this wonderful scene. At that time, dark clouds were rolling, covering the sky, night fell, and the day was like night. Followed by lightning and thunder, wind and rain, pouring rain. Pedestrians on the road shouted, dodged and ran. My brother and I were shocked, and my brother almost wanted to cry. When my brother cried, I was scared, too. But as a younger sister, I am calm on the surface, comforting and encouraging my younger brother, while pulling him back to his home not far away. After about forty minutes, the rainstorm gradually stopped. My brother and I went back to the street and looked around. huanghe road and Dongming Road became two rivers. The river is 30 cm deep, and all kinds of sundries are floating. The river is full of vehicles, some honking their horns, some turning on the lights, but they just can't walk. The driver in the car looks ugly, anxiously and helplessly waiting for the smooth flow of the road. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the rain to clear up, and Grandfather Sun showed a kind smile again.

How wonderful nature is! What a nuisance the rare rainstorm is! Transforming nature, man can conquer nature-I secretly made up my mind.

The composition describing the storm is 350 words (3). The weather is changing so fast today! The sky without a cloud suddenly became gloomy, and the air as hot as steam in a steamer was cooled by the wind with rain.

My mother took me riding an electric car on the street, and the street was dark. It's getting dark, cars turn on headlights and anti-fog lights one after another, and people riding electric cars rush forward in a panic. There are few pedestrians on the road, and everyone seems to be hiding.

Suddenly, there was a dazzling flash in the sky, followed by a rumbling thunder, and a strong wind blew over. The trees on both sides of the road were blown to stagger, as if they were going to fall down, and some twigs were blown off. The sand from the strong wind stung my face and I couldn't open my eyes. The drizzle dripped on my body and face with the wind, which was cool. Mother sped up and drove to her work.

Hardly had we rushed under my mother's office building when the rain in Mao Mao turned into a violent storm. Fortunately, we are not too wet.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it is getting darker and darker, just like eight or nine o'clock in the evening. My biological clock is very confused. I don't know if it is day or night. The rain is pouring down, just like the water in the sky keeps flowing downwards, and there is water everywhere on the ground.

Slowly, the rain became smaller and the wind became smaller. Then, the rain stopped for a while. After a while, the sky cleared up, the leaves were washed clean and the air was particularly fresh. It's just that the water flooded the whole street, cars and electric cars ran in the water, and the pedestrians were soaked.

The weather in summer changes so fast that today's rainstorm comes and goes quickly!

Sure enough, it began to rain, although it was not big, but it smashed the umbrella like a soybean. By this time we had finished school, and I stood in the corridor waiting for my mother to pick me up. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops the size of beans are falling along the corridor with the wind, making them all water. I ran to the shop in front of me in the rain. Just then, a light flashed in the sky, accompanied by a loud noise. I quickly covered my ears. At this time, the rain seemed to split the sky like thunder, and it seemed to spill all the water in the Milky Way. There is more and more water on the road, all of which flows to both sides, forming a big ditch. Although there are sewers on both sides, there is too much water to "digest" at once. When the car passed by, the wheels quickly passed through the ditch, and the splashing water was more than one meter high, just like the waves in the sea.

Finally, my mother came to pick me up. He took an umbrella and told me to get on the bus quickly. I quickly ran under the umbrella, and in just a few seconds, my clothes were more than half wet. Not even with an umbrella. The umbrella was almost blown away by the wind. The heavy rain came in from under the umbrella and wet our hair. We finally took a taxi home.

At seven or eight o'clock, the rain finally stopped. It seems that the next rain is not a bad thing: the rain washes away all the dust, every leaf is as green as new, and all the cars in the street are washed clean. A rain made the city more beautiful.