Is there a beautiful article about summer thunderstorms?

I remember that there was an article written by Lao She in junior high school.

I don't remember the name.

Before the thunderstorm: The clouds were dense and black in an instant, and the clouds gathered thicker and thicker, as if they were about to be pressed down, followed by lightning and thunder, and the sky was torn apart by flashes, accompanied by deafening rolling thunder, which made people straighten their hairs, and the great self seemed to be frozen and engraved.

In the thunderstorm: the downpour fell from the sky, like a child being beaten, the thunder, the sound of the rain, in an instant, covered everything, the raindrops hit the earth to strike a perfect movement.

After the thunderstorm: After the thunderstorm, the sky seems to have been baptized, the air is very fresh, mixed with the smell of earth, the swallows fly in flocks, singing happily songs that only they can understand, frogs raise their voices, and croak, naughty children are not willing to be lonely and jump into the water, and have a water fight, although their faces are covered with rain, they are happy like a flock of happy birds.

On June 27, Wanghulou was drunk.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi.

The black clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat.

The wind blows and blows away, and the water under the lake is like the sky.

Central idea: This poem quickly captures the rapidly changing natural scenery on the lake: clouds, rain, wind, and sunny weather, depicting the beautiful rain scene of Wanghu Tower.

Translations. The dark clouds swelled up, like ink pouring down, but they revealed a mountain on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the water stirred up by the heavy rain splashed into the boat like white beads and gravel.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept in, blowing away the dark clouds in the sky, and the water of the West Lake was as clear as a mirror, bright and gentle.

The first sentence writes clouds: Black clouds are like overturned black ink, and they haven't had time to cover the mountains. In the poem, the dark clouds are compared to "turning ink", and the image is realistic.

The second sentence writes about rain: The white and bright raindrops fell on the surface of the lake, splashed countless waters, and jumped into the cabin one after another. Use "jumping beads" to describe the raindrops, which is sound and colorful.

The word "not" highlights how quickly the weather changes; The word "jump" and the word "chaos" write the weight of the rainstorm and the urgency of the raindrops.

The third sentence writes about the wind: Suddenly, the wind swept the land, blowing the rain on the lake and the clouds flew in an instant. The word "suddenly" is used very lightly, but it highlights the rapid change of the sky, showing the great power of the wind.

The last sentence writes about the sky and the water: after the rain, the sky is clear, the wind and waves are calm, the poet gives up the boat and goes upstairs, looks at the railing, only to see that there is no water on the lake, the water reflects the sky, the water color and the sky are as clear and pure, a color of blue. What about the wind?

What about the clouds? I don't know where they went, as if nothing had happened.

The poet was first in the boat, and then in the building, quickly captured the rapidly changing natural scenery on the Ruhong Lake: clouds, rain, wind, sunny weather, and the clusters were written far and near, moving and quiet, sound and color, scenery and feelings. When you read it, you will feel like you are in the middle of the lake after experiencing a sudden shower, and then come to the top of the Wanghu Tower to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the water and sky.

Boom, the sky was full of dark clouds, and the darkness was pressed down. The lightning is getting brighter and the thunder is getting louder and louder. Some of the animals fled home and hid, and some went to say to other animals

The thunderstorm is coming, the thunderstorm is coming, let's go home. Hearing the news, the animals ran home. Pedestrians on the road also hurried home.

Boom, boom, boom, the rain is falling. The rain became heavier and heavier, and when I looked out the window, the leaves on the trees were being knocked down one by one. There are also trees and houses that are not visible clearly.

What a thunderstorm!