A 1,000-word essay describing the coming of fireworks and typhoon

1. A 1,000-word essay describing the coming of fireworks and typhoon

Typhoon is a terrible word. Every August, typhoons ravage the mainland, making coastal areas even more miserable.

People in Yuhuan who experienced Typhoon Lekima last year were still frightened and thought it was a once-in-a-century event. Typhoon "Hagupit" this time was not a big deal. Just like our family, we didn't take Hagupit seriously at all. As a result, we didn't store water in advance and didn't use towels to block the windows, so we couldn't take a shower at night. , there was water in the window in the middle of the night, and what was even more serious was that I couldn’t cook, so I had to go to a restaurant and wait in line for an hour before eating.

At night, I lay quietly on the bed with my brother. He was sleeping soundly, but I opened my eyes and listened to the typhoon. The raindrops hit the window with a loud "pop" sound, and the wind blew The small balcony whirred, the glass door whirred, and from time to time there were thunders in the distance, mixed with lightning, and from time to time a brief burst of brightness struck, casting a terrifying scene over the dark night. .

Just as I was listening to the loud noise, my mother came in. She took a few rags and placed them on the dripping windowsill. Because there was too much water dripping, we had to turn on the lights to deal with the standing water. I opened a little of the curtains and found that at two o'clock in the morning, the raindrops under the lights had turned into "big waves" on the road. The branches and leaves of the trees were blown everywhere by the strong wind, and several electric cars were blown down. The wooden frames and crops in the fields had already fallen in the same direction, which made me feel that the power of this typhoon should not be underestimated. . The sound of wind and rain reached my ears, and just like that, I spent the night in a daze.

The next day, I woke up from the heat. It turned out that there was a power outage and water outage at home. On the way out to buy groceries, I saw the town was in a mess. "Runli Hotel" became "Li Hotel", "Penia Cinemas" became "Buya Cinemas", and even the tarpaulin on the rain shelter next to the road was blown away by the wind. No trace was left, leaving only a naked frame. The fields were flooded, and the roads were full of blue iron sheets and tree branches... The beautiful and tidy homes in the past were riddled with holes after a night of "Hagupit" invasion and were beyond recognition. The disaster brought by the typhoon to people It’s so big!

After checking the news, I found out that the typhoon in Yuhuan was level 17, which was evenly matched with Lekima last time. I understand: the power of nature cannot be underestimated. Maintain ecological balance and follow the laws of nature, otherwise you will inevitably suffer the punishment of nature.

2. A 1,000-word essay describing the coming of fireworks and typhoons

Typhoons happen every summer. This is a major event that people living on the island must experience every year. My fear of typhoons is much less now than when I was a child. The impression of typhoons when I was a child was a nightmare.

The earliest typhoon in my memory that made me feel terrible was probably when I was in kindergarten. I was too young at that time and all I can remember are fragments. I just remember that day my second aunt, who was married on this island, came to my grandma’s house, crying and very sad. My uncle was a crew member of a transport ship. When a typhoon hit, he was caught in a violent storm and rough seas before he could enter the shelter. Finally, the boat was found, but the people were missing. Many people went to the nearby sea to search. The second aunt was so scared and heartbroken at her grandma's house. At that time, when I saw my second aunt, I felt that the typhoon was as scary as a devil.

The next day, the good news came. I was really lucky to find my exhausted uncle on a coast. Until now, the second aunt firmly believes in Mazu. She says that Mazu can bless those who go to sea safely. Although no one in our family wants to go to sea, the typhoon still disturbs our peace. Because our house is located in the village, facing north and south. Sitting on the balcony on the third floor in summer, you can see the sea in front of you, Yanzi Mountain opposite, and Big Cat Mountain nearby. The lights are brightly lit at the bottom of the mountain. The lights on the main island of Dongtou opposite and the lights of the people on the beach below are reflected in the water, decorating the sea water. It must be as bright and gorgeous as a banquet.

Every day when it gets dark and the moon slowly rises from the sea level, I will pour a cup of tea, move a chair and sit on the balcony to enjoy the salty sea breeze and look at the lights in front of me. Sea water, listening to the sound of waves hitting the shore. This is much more fun than watching TV. That state of mind is really like what the poet Haizi said: Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming. But it's different when a typhoon comes. People at the foot of the mountain have to prepare many sandbags to block their doors. The seawater will rush into their doors and into their houses, causing all their pots and pans to float away.

My family lives in a high place. Although we don’t have to worry about sea water rushing into the house, strong winds above level 12 are enough to make us frightened. There is no shelter around our house. Other people's houses are on a lower ground than ours, and there is no shelter in front, back, left, or right.

3. A 1,000-word essay describing the coming of fireworks and typhoon

Alert! Alert! The typhoon is coming, the typhoon is coming! It is expected to land in Jiangsu around 7 o'clock tonight, please citizens... …

With a "pop" sound, I turned off the TV and looked at my watch comfortably. At 5:18, even though we were in the hinterland of Jiangsu, the sky was still clear and there was no sign of an approaching typhoon. Only the summer breeze that blew by from time to time gave us a bit of coolness. The sun was warm and lazily falling on this small town. I sat comfortably on the balcony and greedily enjoyed this beautiful summer. "What typhoon? What the TV station said is the most unreliable!" I squinted and looked for it in the sky. All I could find were the surging white clouds and the blue sky like the sea. There were no traces of dark clouds. How could there be a typhoon?

I took a nap for a while, and after finishing dinner, it was already getting late. The sky gradually lowered its brightness, leaving the earth much darker. I went out to play with my classmates and looked at the beautiful sunset in the distance. The fiery red sunset heralded good weather, and I didn't believe in the typhoon. When I was riding out, I saw families collecting their clothes in a hurry, as if a heavy rain was about to come.

I was chatting and laughing with my classmates. In a trance, the sky in the north was surging with wind and clouds. Everything seemed to be completed in an instant, and the march to the south was unstoppable and overwhelming. "No way," I sneered. After a while, black clouds swallowed up most of the blue sky. The afterglow of the sunset had long since disappeared, and the brilliance of the sunset had also disappeared. Raindrops, majestic raindrops, scattered like beating drums. The houses, bricks, tiles, plants and trees all resisted strongly, but were eventually captured by the heavy rain. The skirt of my clothes had already been soaked by the raindrops, and I looked for a place to hide in a panic. My classmates' house was nearby, so I left in a hurry. My sight was already obscured by the raindrops, and everything in front of me was so blurry. Traveling through this violent storm, I thoroughly understood what surprise means. The typhoon struck too suddenly and too quickly, catching me off guard.

However, in life, how many setbacks will send you a message of war? All difficulties are so unprepared, but we have to face them, and we may not be able to do enough Be prepared, you may not even think that something like this will happen at that time, but we can't escape it. Life is a war, there are never military exercises. Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, with the sound of raindrops still echoing in my ears, I seemed to understand something. Fighting, only fighting can conquer these setbacks, because they come as they come.

I rode my bike very fast, and when I got home I was already a drowned rat. I hurriedly changed my clothes and took a shower, only to find that it had stopped raining and the sky was sunny. The sky became clear again, and the blue beauty seemed cleaner after being washed. The moon had appeared, as bright as jade, as if it had entered a quiet night. I blew the gentle evening breeze and watched grandma hang up the clothes again. , what a harmonious summer night, after the baptism of this typhoon.

"Alert! Alert! Typhoon No. 2 is following closely behind and is expected to land in Jiangsu in the early hours of tonight. Citizens, please be prepared for emergencies!"

I turned off the TV with a smile. The sky outside the window is still clear, the clouds shining under the moonlight are so peaceful, the cries of cicadas and frogs echo each other, and there is a hint of the fragrance of rice flowers that smells like half a year.

I hurriedly ran to the balcony, explaining to my grandma, and put away my clothes again in a panic. Maybe the setbacks in life are just like the wind that comes and goes without a trace, and comes and goes impermanently. I can't cope with it, and I can't prepare for it, but at least I won't be fooled again. This dress can't become a victim of a typhoon again!