What is the most unforgettable experience about rainstorm?

/kloc-in the summer of 0/975, my classmates and I had a "wheat holiday". Under the guidance of our teacher, we went to pick wheat ears in the wheat field harvested by the production team.

One afternoon, it was stuffy and hot. It's so hot that people can hardly breathe. Sweat on your body is like a layer of mucus, so you can't wipe it clean.

At this time, from the northwest sky, a well-defined black cloud surged up. With its rapid expansion, the sun disappeared immediately. I don't know where the cool wind came from, but it suddenly turned into a dazzling wind. Then there was a thunderbolt, deafening thunder, and raindrops as big as copper coins slapped on the ground. The above situation happened almost simultaneously. Scared the girls to start crying, without waiting for the teacher to give an order. Everyone followed the adults who cut the wheat, and in the silvery white rain and fog composed of the storm, they rushed to the front with the water immediately splashing on the ground and the crackling rain whip.

What a heavy rain! It's like a giant pouring water from the sky with a giant bucket, which makes people breathless: the rain is running down your face, and if you don't open your mouth to breathe, your nose will be filled with water! It seems that the whole person is drowning!

In the storm, the road ahead was completely out of sight. And the adults have long since run away. Only we teenagers ran around crying in the storm. Finally found the reference-on the way back to the village, tall poplars were planted. If we follow the diamond poplars, we can run back to the village.

Another burst of thunder, as if exploding in the ear. The pale light and the slight tremor of the ground once again scared everyone to cry. After the lightning, it seems that the darkness is getting thicker and thicker, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier. I feel cold and numb when I hit you.

I feel that after a long walk, I finally saw the familiar door in the rain and fog. Into the door, the rain can't hit, but the body feels colder.

You can't take shelter from the rain here, you have to go home quickly! When I got to the alley, a pile of rotten bricks and mud and I don't know how deep the rain was blocking my way. I wiped a handful of rain on my forehead, and the sight in front of me made me wonder: Did I go the wrong way? Why is there a black hole in front of you?

It turned out that the east kiln wall and the back wall of this house in Hutongkou collapsed by half. Collapsed bricks and mud blocked the rainwater flowing into the street in every yard. A small L-shaped lake was formed on the street. The water is too deep for us to cross.

With the continuous return of rain, adults who are sheltering from the rain at home can't sit still-seeing that the rain is about to rise to the threshold, and in the gap under the threshold, a small snake-like rain has begun to sneak in along the cracks in the bricks.

At first, I thought the sprinkler in the yard was blocked. As a result, when I opened the courtyard door, I saw that there was nearly half a person's deep water in the street, which had blocked the alley mouth!

Several adults were dripping with water with shovels. Excavated the blockage caused by the collapsed cave. The stagnant water is like a sheep with a closed door, turning the waves and rolling broken bricks all the way down the hillside.

There was a cry at the gate of the fort: several children who had not returned from the rain were washed into the manure field outside by the sudden flood one after another. They struggled for a long time, several boys climbed out of the compost yard, and several girls were washed up on the dunghill, surrounded by water, and they could not escape.

When the adults heard the news, they shoveled a gap at the edge of the compost yard and the water rushed into the ditch with a bang. In a short time, the composting yard collapsed into a big hole more than twenty feet wide.

I came home cold and hungry. I drank some boiled water, took off my clothes, put them on the stove, covered a sheet and went to bed.

About an hour later, I was awakened by people's exclamations. Get up, put on a semi-dry vest and shorts, and run to a crowded place on the street. I heard that the reservoir in the village collapsed! Squeezed into the cliff by the ditch, I saw muddy floods rolling down the ravine, full of edges and corners. A willow tree that can't hug can only see the treetops trembling in the flood. Then in a flash, I lay in the flood and floated away. In addition to the terrible sound of water, the air smells of earth.

A few days later, the brigade informed each household that if there were several people in each household, they would burn some cakes and give them to the team. It is used to support several towns in the Pingchuan area of the county-the water there is too deep, and some people don't say that it is a stove, even the roof is flooded. ...

August is the rainy season in the north. I remember that it was mid-August of 20 1 1, and it rained heavily all morning in Qinhuangdao. I sold the wholesale vegetables at a low price and went back to my residence near the railway. Lock the tricycle, wash your body and lie on the kang. I thought it had nothing to do with me no matter how hard it rained. Soon, the landlord told me that the electric tricycle I put in the yard was flooded. If you don't keep it, you'll be afraid of soaking the motor. So, under the increasing rain, I was busy for a while. Soon, the landlord's cry exploded again: no, there is water in the house! My room is higher than the landlord. I gloated at first, but of course I didn't forget to help the landlord: help him put things like rice oil higher and check the power supply. It has been raining for a long time. According to my usual knowledge, it is time for the rain to stop. Maybe the Dragon King was so sad that the rain never stopped. I lifted the car again. I was half dead. Seeing that the landlord's water flooded the kang, the water level in my house has been rising. When I take everything to the kang, I can sit on it and soak my feet. Maybe I don't know enough about the structure of kang. I put all the heavy objects on the kang. The place is small, so I have no other choice. I'm curled up and have a place to live. However, the hard kang on weekdays disappointed me, and I was still intoxicated by its tolerance and warmth. Bang, a big hole collapsed in the middle of the kang! Many of my things that can't be flooded have become victims of Kang's ridicule. With this lesson, later, I made an in-depth study of building a kang: in fact, the kang can't look at its appearance, but its interior is empty and scattered; When it is dry, it can bear load, and when it is wet, it becomes a mudslide!

When I was young, I slept in a hut built in a pear garden. It rained heavily in the middle of the night, and the rain leaked in from both ends of the shack, and the quilt was wet. Nowhere to hide! I was shivering in the middle of the night, but thanks to strong firepower, I didn't get sick. I still remember that scene vividly, and I will never forget it! ! !

What impressed me the most was that 1974 the heavy rain at the turn of autumn and winter lasted for five or six days, and the whole countryside became a Wang Yang. I can't tell where the river is and where the road is. Crops such as soybeans, sweet potatoes and cotton are submerged under water, and tall crops such as corn and sorghum are only exposed to the water. The village was originally built on high ground, and half of every household's houses were soaked in water. I clearly remember that my father took our brothers and sisters to dig soil and grass, corn stalks and straw branches from the yard, and built a dam half a person high along the yard, with wooden stakes inserted in it and wiped it with tools such as washbasins and buckets. The rain keeps falling, the water keeps blowing, day and night. I saw a sea in Wang Yang, with many floating objects and many sparrows knocked down by heavy rain. The feeling of tension is unprecedented. Although 47 years have passed, I still remember it vividly.

My tears have a special sense of existence in stormy days.

I have lived for more than 20 years and have seen countless rainstorm days. But I will never forget the rainstorm that happened in Wuhan airport on October 8, 2020/KLOC-0. It made me burst into tears and took away my relatives.

From June 5438 to October 2020 10, I traveled to Thailand with my company. When most cities in China entered the cold winter, Thailand was still scorching in the sun. The air conditioning in hotel rooms and shopping malls is around 20 degrees. In addition to tourists, the shops that serve tourists are probably walking on the street. Although hot weather makes people overworked, most people are happy-tourists are happy because of traveling, and shops are happy because of making money. I say "most" because someone must be worried, such as me.

Our trip to Thailand is fully reimbursed by the company, which means we only need to take someone to play. However, in those days, I was always inexplicably disappointed, always helpless and not interested in anything. It was not until the day I returned to China in 6543810.8 that I suddenly understood where this sense of powerlessness and sadness came from when I was waiting to check out in the hotel lobby. Perhaps this is the psychological induction between relatives.

"Elder sister, grandpa is dying, and the doctor asked his family to take him home. We are packing in the hospital now, and we will drive back to our hometown soon. Can you ask for leave now? Grandpa has been calling your name. " My sister said it on the phone.

"I am still in Thailand, and the earliest flight landed in Hong Kong around 6 pm. Then go through the customs and go to Shenzhen airport. The earliest flight back to Wuhan is 9: 00 pm, 1 1 landing, and then 12 or so go back to your hometown. " I answered her clearly and calmly, and then hung up.

On that day, the temperature in Thailand was still nearly 40 degrees, and people around me couldn't wait to start with air conditioning on their backs, but my whole body was cold and my tears couldn't stop flowing. It was sad that I was the only one left in the world. On the bus to the airport, my colleagues are happily sharing this journey. Only I kept wiping my eyes with paper towels, without sobbing or crying, only tears kept flowing. The whole person was absent-minded, and the whole waiting process was standing alone in the corner, sitting or squatting, as if I was the only one on this trip to Thailand. So that when I was in the security check, I left my mobile phone in the box, and when my colleague reminded me at the back, I was shocked.

Finally, after a four-hour flight, I finally landed in Hong Kong. Rejecting the bus clearance arranged by the company, I arrived in Shenzhen half an hour earlier by private car in order to catch the 9: 00 10 flight home. The whole trip was in a hurry, every paragraph was in a hurry, and every paragraph had tears that I couldn't stop.

From Bangkok to Hong Kong, and then to Shenzhen, it was another high temperature in summer, and it landed in Wuhan. The next winter, the rainstorm was wrapped in low temperature, as if laughing at the liquid flowing out of my little eyes-look, I am losing everything!

It's an hour's drive from Wuhan airport to my hometown, and my father will pick me up. In the car, neither of us spoke. Afraid to ask, worrying is a bad result. He doesn't want to say that he hasn't rested all day since 3 am, and he is very tired. When I got home, I saw the coffin in the living room, as well as my mother, aunt, menstruation and other relatives. I guessed the result. At that moment, my tears stopped, and I quietly stayed with my grandfather all night.

I didn't cry until I sent my grandfather to the grave on the third day, and I always comforted my grandmother to make her better. Like a real adult, entertain guests who come to mourn. After all the dust settled, I lay in the bed where grandpa slept before his death and cried again. Every family gathering since then, I always think of grandpa's smile and laughter.

My grandfather is a man who loves to laugh and has never lost his temper with us. When I was in primary school and junior high school, my grandmother would get up early to cook and braid my hair, and my grandfather would send me to and from school rain or shine. My grandparents are very kind people and have a good relationship with their neighbors. I hope my grandparents have good grades.

Just after writing this passage, I cried again. My tears, whether in the rainstorm or not, are so present.

It rained heavily in the summer of junior year. The heavy rain triggered landslides and washed away the newly-built houses of neighbors. The neighbor's hostess watched the house being washed away, but there was nothing she could do. The crying and despair of grasping the sky left an unforgettable memory for me.

There is another thing I experienced personally about this heavy rain, and now I can't help laughing when I think about it.

There is a small river in front of my house, called "Jiuwan River". The heavy rain caused the river to rise, which is a good time for fishing. I took out my push net and fished in a backwater bay, catching some loach, eel, crucian carp and crab. At this time, I saw my classmates and two brothers fishing with nets not far upstream. Classmate second brother accidentally slipped in the river, and when he got up, a sandal on his right foot was washed away by the river. A sandalwood is not worth much, just wash it, and the three of them happily went home with a lot of fish.

As soon as they left, I bought a crab and a sandal online. When I saw that sandal, I immediately realized that it was the one that my classmate's second brother had washed away, so I picked it up and sent it to his house. My classmate's home is not far from the river. When I went to his house, I found his family having lunch. I didn't want them to keep it for dinner, so I quietly threw my sandals into the kitchen outside. Sandals fell in front of the firewood stove with their soles facing up.

The next day after school, I went home with my classmates. When I walked near his house, I heard the sound of gongs and drums, obviously asking the mage to do something. I felt particularly strange, so I asked my classmates: Is your family okay? What are you doing?

The classmate replied: Don't mention it, my house is haunted!

I was shocked: what the hell?

Classmate said: Yesterday my second brother's sandals were obviously washed away by the river, but they came back inexplicably. I can't figure out what to think, and my family is scared. My parents quickly asked the wizard about his bad luck. The wizard said it was ominous and needed to pray for blessing to ward off evil spirits.

I smiled as soon as I heard it: I picked up my sandals and gave them away.

Classmates don't believe: How is this possible?

So I told my classmates the story of picking up shoes and delivering them. Finally, I emphasize: I put my shoes in front of the firewood stove in the kitchen, with the soles facing the sky.

As soon as the students heard this, they immediately changed color and chased me, cursing while chasing: Your sole is facing your head. So you're an evil ghost. You should tell us that this frightened the whole family, and spent more than 1000 yuan to invite Taoist priests to fight evil spirits, just to get rid of evil spirits!

This incident gave me a revelation: there are no ghosts in the world. If you do more "ghost" things, there will be ghosts!

1998 During the flood, I went to the hot springs. Starting from the Yellow Crane Tower, I brought an umbrella, some cash and a simple backpack with knives, cigarettes, snacks and ropes. My destination is hot spring, and the estimated route is along the railway.

Many people remember the flood that year. 1998 catastrophic floods mainly occurred in the Yangtze River basin, as well as the Nenjiang River and Songhua River basins. It is another basin-wide catastrophic flood after 193 1 and 1954. The flood caused the affected area of 3180,000 mu, and the affected population reached.

It was horrible. Because I have something to go to the hot spring, I suddenly thought: Do you want to try it? I don't think it's a problem that the distance exceeds 100 km. I walked for a day and a night. I can't walk in the mountains at all because of the big flood.

When I got to Wuchang and Sheng Qiao, it was already night, but the rainfall was very small, so I didn't take it to heart. I walked on, along the railway. Accompanied by a beggar, he is better at picking up junk and picked it up from Henan to Hubei. He told me that he was abandoned by his son and daughter-in-law, so he had no choice but to make a living by collecting junk.

I felt sorry for him and gave him a pack of cigarettes. We chatted for a while along the way and parted ways before entering the mountain. Not long after entering the mountain, it was dark, and it was dark in advance. Dark clouds are gathering, lightning and thunder are flying all over the sky, and the sight of the storm makes my heart numb.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the heavy rain is coming. /kloc-the rainstorm in 0/998 was really shocking. It hit my head and body like a rubber bullet. I almost got wet for a second. I walked on the muddy mountain road with an umbrella. After walking for an hour, I was exhausted and rested against the big tree.

Several strong winds blew off the umbrella ribs. It was a strong wind and a heavy rain. Even though I am in a high position on the mountain, the mud flow is rolling in like a mudslide. I am really worried about the mudslide and buried myself. So I began to climb down the hill, rolling and crawling. Mud water pouring down from the mountain is very impactful. If I'm not careful, it's a dog gnawing mud.

About midnight, I touched the foot of the mountain and looked everywhere for shelter from the rain. Maybe I was lucky enough to meet a hospital that was in disrepair. It's probably abandoned. There's no one in it. As soon as I entered, I took off all my clothes, piled up the paper scraps that could be burned on the table and bench, and set a fire. I don't think anyone will bother me on such a night.

Put the clothes by the fire, find a stool to lie on, and think about what crime it is. It took me many years to understand that I was born looking for abuse, and the benefits of looking for abuse are also reflected in my later life, that is, I can adapt to any environment, with strong adaptability and affordable psychological endurance.

I slept in the health center for one night. At first, I felt rather gloomy. After all, it is an abandoned health center. What happened in it was on TV, but I was really tired. I lay down, smoked a cigarette, and slept until the next day.

The next day, there was no sun and it was raining. In the summer and autumn of 1998, it seemed like this kind of weather, just like the dead, gloomy. Out of the hospital, I was hungry, so I walked a long way, found a fried dough stick in a market town, ate five at a time, bought something to eat, and continued on my way.

I walked for a day and a night 100 km. If I hadn't taken the mountain road, it might have been safer and faster to take the main road. I don't know why, but I don't like to take the ordinary road. This is a character, like shortcuts, like efficiency, including later life, this character is reflected in making quick money.

It has been more than 20 years since this incident, and it still has a profound impact on me. Similar experiences have mainly influenced my attitude towards the world and enhanced my adaptability. If nothing else, I have strong adaptability in many aspects, whether it is study or work. In recent years, I have lost my previous impulse, but I don't feel so good. Is it because there are too many peaceful days?

1988, I was about 20 years old and worked in Fu Na Town Gold Mine in Taishan. Hundreds of thousands of gold were dug up in the mountains at that time. As soon as the news came out, tens of thousands of people went up the mountain to dig mines. In order to dig out the gold mine as soon as possible, they generally operate in the form of family partnership. More than a dozen families joined hands to participate in the excavation of a golden cave, and all the air compressors and generator explosives were complete. There are thousands of people working in the canyon. Because there was no better management method at that time, people filled the whole ravine with gravel and mounds at once. When the mountain torrents on both sides met in a ravine in a waterfall rain, they were blocked by rubble and mounds. People didn't realize the danger at that time. The waterfall rain lasted for a long time, and a scene happened that I will never forget. At that time, the real mountain was shaking and the stone flow broke out. Thousands of people ran desperately to the mountain, and 100 many mines were leveled in ten minutes, and all the equipment disappeared in the mudslide. I am over 50 years old now, and it was that moment that I stood on the mountain and felt the mountain shaking!

199 1 summer, after the college entrance examination, I was waiting for the release of the list. A heavy rain came quietly without warning at first. The weather forecast says it will rain. It is natural that it rains in summer. It began to rain in the morning, and it rained even harder after noon. After dinner, there is still no sign of rain. The later, the heavier the rain. Tomorrow is the day when my uncle and brother move. Eldest brother lives on the roadside outside the village, opens a grocery store, and is ready to move back to the village, separated from the village by a small river. It's raining harder and harder, and my uncle is worried about my brother's family living outside the village. He took a lantern for lighting and went to the village head to see it. When the river rises, he can't pass people, see or hear. Until dawn, the rain finally stopped. After breakfast, the river becomes smaller and people can wade across it. The water is still waist deep. Only then did people find out that the flood washed away everything in the upstream village and the whole woodpile stopped by the river. The back wall of my brother's house was washed away by water, and it was almost broken through. A close call. Adults say that if it rains for a while, the house will collapse. Then, with the help of my neighbors, I moved soon. The next day, because I was bored at home, I wanted to play with my classmates. Seeing that the river is also small, I rode to my classmate's home more than ten kilometers away. You need to cross a river to get to your classmate's house. When I got to the river, I found that the water was not small and I was afraid. While hesitating, three adults came. At first glance, they sell peaches. Each of them has a basket on his bike. I went to discuss with them whether we could cross the river together, but I didn't expect people to ignore me at all. Seeing the three of them pushing bicycles down the river, I also got up the courage to push them down the river. Water comes from the right and people push them on the left. The river is waist deep. On several occasions, they were almost knocked down by water, which was extremely dangerous. I'm scared to think of it now. After crossing the river, those three people were still by the river, and they actually asked me to help them. I don't hesitate to go by bike. These people are really interesting. They thought of me at this time. Goodbye. Have you ever had such an experience?

1On August 8, 975, a once-in-a-century rainstorm occurred in Zhumadian, Henan Province, which caused the Banqiao Reservoir and Shimantan Reservoir in the upper reaches to burst their banks, and tens of thousands of people died in more than a dozen counties in the lower reaches. The Beijing-Guangzhou artery was interrupted in the south of Henan Province for a week, resulting in huge losses. On the night of the rainstorm, my colleagues and I slept in the single dormitory of the steel mill workshop, and the water rose quickly. When we woke up, our shoes floated a foot high, and we quickly dispersed to the highlands. After the rainstorm, I was busy for half a year, fighting floods and disaster relief, and saving myself from production.