20 15 composition materials for senior high school entrance examination: sentences describing gale

1, "whoosh-"What's that noise? Is there a typhoon? I got out of bed, pulled back the curtains in a daze, and vaguely saw the big trees around me shaking violently like someone had offended it. The wind is like a fierce lion roaring. The trash can on the roadside was blown stagger by the strong wind. Many leaves on the ground were beaten by raindrops and there was deafening thunder in the air. "Boom-boom-boom-"scared me out of my wits. I thought: it's terrible. I'm afraid the roof will be blown away by the strong wind.

2. since yesterday morning, the wind is a little ready to move. At first, there were only 1 and 2. It caressed our faces like a breeze, giving us a comfortable feeling. Slowly, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, plastic bags are flying all over the sky, and the dust on the ground is flying. Like dancing in the sky, it is easy to get into people's eyes, which makes us very uncomfortable. The wind is strong again, like a crazy giant, running around, trees swaying, and pedestrians on the road are afraid to come out, which is extremely terrible.

3. when the strong wind enters the sea with snow, it will make a strange whistle. Rows of trees wobbled, branches clucked, the wind roared and changed direction, and the snow rolled up by the wind danced wildly in the forest like a huge snow dragon. In "Lin Yuan", writer Qu Bo compared the snow dragon rolled up by the strong wind: it fluttered, turned left and right, twisted its head, lost its tail and rushed at the team. Snow powder is sprayed randomly in the gap of the forest, hitting the face like a stone ... Such a strong wind makes people breathless, speechless and unable to hear other sounds. Polish writer Xianke Wei Zhi said in Crusaders Riding on the Earth: In the howling and whistling of the whirlwind, only sad sounds were heard, like the howling of wolves, like Ma Si in the distance, and sometimes like people crying for help in times of disaster.

When the strong wind hovers, roars and growls on the grassland, the grass is blown to make a sound. Chekhov, a Russian writer, once described the gale on the grassland like this: Suddenly, something exploded in the stagnant air, and suddenly a storm appeared. ..... The dust spiraled on the avenue and ran across the grassland, wrapped in wheat straw, dragonflies and feathers all the way, like a rotating black pillar, soaring into the sky and blackening the sun. On the grassland, in all directions, those wild hemp jumped alternately, and one of them was wrapped in a whirlwind, hovering like a bird, flying into the sky, becoming a small black spot and disappearing. Then another one flew up, and then the third one flew up. The two of them wrestled with each other in the air as if they were fighting.

The wind has been blowing like this, as if it had forged a deep hatred with us. The dust and plastic bags on the ground were blown up and even the branches were blown off. It was after six o'clock in the evening that he gradually receded and stopped bothering us. Looking out at the moment, the outside is a mess, which is beyond description. .

6. The wind is blowing harder and harder, and I only hear a bang outside the window. The door of the opposite house slammed under the "encouragement" of the wind, and "bang, bang-"doors closed one after another. The wind is even more arrogant, whistling against the doors and windows, and making a low "cry" sound from time to time, even the earth seems to be shaking. I was so scared that I huddled up all over. In this way, it lasted for a few minutes, and the wind was completely angry and almost crazy. Although the doors and windows are closed, it still gives me a feeling that the wind is close at hand, as if I might rush into the house like a crazy beast at any time. Fortunately, this scene only lasted for more than ten seconds, and the wind gradually calmed down, but it was still panting and silent.

After a while, I saw a rolling cloud, like a long gray dragon, rolling in from the west. In an instant, the wind was blowing, flying sand and stones. The small trees on the edge of the field were blown to the east and west by the strong wind, making a crackling sound.

8. Before I stood up and took a step, a strong heat wave rushed in. The gray flying sand mixed with leaves makes us run hard. After a while, dark clouds rolled and covered the sky, like hanging a black curtain. The wind is more and more rampant, more and more unscrupulous, it is like a tribe, tearing everything in a mighty and ruthless way: the grass is overwhelmed; Rocking trees and jumping into crazy discotheques; The glass on the window vibrates violently; People's hair is floating around. The skirt whizzed behind me, and the wind whizzed and rolled sand, causing knife-like pain on my feet and arms. Occasionally, I fell in love with my eyes, just rubbed it with my hands and continued to fly.

9. The wind roared into the house, but the house was as steady as Mount Tai. Enchanted, Enchanter blew at the house with all his strength, making a "whoosh-"sound, as if to say, "How dare you stop me from moving forward, so I won't blow you down?" "

10, the wind is brutal. When a strong wind blew across the field, the soil on the plain suddenly rolled up the rotating loess. If it is winter, all crops will be harvested and the vegetation will wither. At that time, every village was naked. The strong wind turned into an open bully, whistling and running around, running through the wild fields in the boundless cold, running through the empty village streets, shaking the closed doors and windows of the farmer unreasonably, and throwing a lot of sand into his yard from time to time. During the prank, it also blew down some rotten pieces of wood on the fence, scraped off the grass roof, lifted the peasant woman's skirt, and drove the chickens all over the village, blowing their feathers in a mess.

It was sunny that day. Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the dark clouds in the sky surged like the tide of the sea. Immediately, a strong wind blew. In an instant, flying sand and stones, loess flying.

12, suddenly a gust of wind blew and the sand on the ground suddenly rolled up. At that time, flying sand and stones made people unable to open their eyes, pieces of paper jumped around like rabbits, a plastic bag suddenly jumped up and flew into the sky, and all kinds of trees twisted wildly. Pedestrians on the road didn't even take Mazar-e-Mazar, so they hurried home. The sun changed face and disappeared into the dark clouds. At this time, the wind roared and I was scared. I quickly turned around and saw that there was only one person left outside with the window open, staggering and dragging, and the glass broke with a bang and splashed all over the floor.

13, I stood on the third floor and looked out through the glass window. The dust and scraps of paper on the road were blown into the air by the wind, which looked like a thick fog. The trees on both sides of the road are still tall and straight, bravely fighting against the strong wind. Pedestrians shrink their heads, speed up their steps and walk towards their homes. . . . . .

14, in the afternoon, God suddenly changed his face. It was just spring and sunny. In a blink of an eye, dark clouds are rolling, strong winds are blowing, and sand and stones are flying. The students were stunned by the terrible sight. Everyone saw through the glass window that many trees were bent by this "demon wind" and only the branches rustled. Scraps of paper and leaves were swept into the air, like a broken kite.

15, with the heavy rain, the strong wind seems to become more unscrupulous, and it devours everything. No sooner had the people in the street opened their umbrellas than the top was blown down by the strong wind. At this time, it is very difficult to walk seven or eight meters outside, and there is even a feeling that the bottom strength is insufficient and it will be lifted. Even raindrops and dark clouds seem to be skewed by strong winds. The wind of "meowing" is getting louder and louder. It seems to represent the anger of the wind and the desire to devour everything. It blew down the electric cars and motorcycles parked outside and blew away the young trees that had not yet sprouted ... Finally, the wind was getting smaller and smaller. Finally, it blew away the last dark cloud with its only remaining strength. The rain stopped and charming rainbows gradually appeared on the horizon.

16. On the way home, the strong wind kept blowing and almost broke my umbrella. I saw many people's umbrellas overturned, and even some tricycles were blown down. In the park, I saw a stout tree uprooted by the strong wind, wires whirring, trunk whining, willow branches being blown back and forth, like a whip whipping violently at low altitude. I just put down my schoolbag when I got home, and suddenly there was a bang. I turned my head and saw, ah, the door was closed by the strong wind. "Hua Hua", several flowerpots of Grandpa Zhang's family fell from the upstairs and broke, and his window was constantly "crackled" by the strong wind.