A fragment describing the wind
It's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I met you when the flowers fell (Tang Du Fu)
Don't waste the east wind to blow the guest's tears (Song Ouyang Xiu)
Thousands of trees bloom in the east wind night (Song Xin Qi Ji)
When the wind is uncertain, people will calm down first, and tomorrow will be full of red (Zhang Songxian)
A breeze brings catkins and makes the shop more warm (Tang Libai)
The breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements (Don Bai Juyi)
Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan (Song Zhengwenbao)
The wind blew down the buttonwood tree, and others said it was a flash in the pan (Song)
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying (Han Liubang)
A river never returns, a romantic figure through the ages (history)
The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is extraordinary, and there is no such thing as the West Lake in Hangzhou (record)
The scenery is so harsh, you should eat, drink and be merry, not to mention a few roots on your head.
When you are alive, the grass is rich and dew, and the flowers (stones) are not ripe behind you.
In the gale from the vast sky, the ape is sobbing (Don Du Fu)
Romantic and elegant, he is also my teacher (Du Fu).
There is wind among the leaves on both sides of the strait, and the moon crosses me and sails alone (Tang Haoran)
The wind is blowing and the rain is falling, even if I am Chen Tuan (Yuan Guanhanqing), I can't sleep.
The amorous feelings are still patting the shoulders of the ancients (Huang Songting Xian)
The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, and the concern for everything in the world (Ming Gu Xiancheng)
And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife (Don Cen Can)
Reading on the eaves of the wind and lighting up the colors on the ancient roads (Tianxiang, Wen Song)
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in hometown (Qingnalan Xingde)
The wind and rain are like ashes, and chickens crow endlessly (anonymous)
Nature is really powerful. In addition to the four "generals" of the sun, the moon and the nebula, it also has six "deep-water bombs" of wind, rain, snow, fog, thunder and lightning. It seems that there really is a God in the world, and providence and heaven will dominate everything in the world.
Let's start with the wind. The circulation of air produces wind. The wind has a strange temper. When it is calm, the breeze blows gently, giving people a "kiss of the wind", which is really like lovers. When he lost his temper, he somehow became a tyrant, which was terrible. The wind's moody temper, human beings still have no way to take it.
When the breeze is innocent, it is like a little doll. After a while, it lay on the grass, grinning and rolling from side to side. After a while, I went to the river again, somersaulted on the water, splashed water, blew out some patterns, drew some bright green patterns, or folded the water like a folding fan, folded it and opened it again.
The breeze is considerate, caressing human beings and all kinds of animals. In summer, the breeze blows away the heat. It caresses people's faces like velvet and fans you like a fan. It is so comfortable that people often praise it: what a nice wind! Birds, kittens, puppies, cattle and sheep live in a sultry place. Do you feel hot when you sleep? The breeze blew gently and the animals were very comfortable. Although they can't speak, they can make various phone calls to express their gratitude and gratitude. The boat is sailing in the river, the boatman paddles and the tracker pulls the fiber. Are you tired? It is not easy to ride a bike on the bridge. Give them a hand. So the breeze blew slightly, the sails were raised, and the boat glided along the river. If someone helps the cyclist push, the wheels will slide more easily and the fine sweat on his forehead will be blown dry by the breeze. Breeze often likes to touch the wheat and rice in the field, smell the flowers and shake hands with adults and children. It is very polite.
However, when the wind is wild and crazy, when it is as crazy as a madman, it is its fiercest moment, and human beings will be killed and injured and will suffer.
Strong winds are barbaric. The wind blows through the fields, and the land in the plain instantly rolls 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.
When the wind enters the forest 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, it makes the grass 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.
When strong winds raged in the city, the scene was even more tragic. The branch was blown aside and didn't twist back once for dozens of minutes. Clouds in the sky are blown from one pole to the other by strong winds. The dust rolled up by the strong wind dyed the sky grayish yellow, and the sunshine became dim. Strong winds tore up the cloth of shopkeepers, uncovered posters on the walls, broke branches, shattered glass windows, blew off high-voltage telephone poles, blew off the hats of pedestrians, messed up the hair and clothes of pedestrians, uprooted trees and overturned roofs. On the road, branches danced like rattan whip, beating pedestrians from time to time. Pedestrians walk with their heads down, their faces covered, and their upper bodies bend forward with difficulty. Despite their best efforts, cyclists still seem to be stuck on the wheels and find it difficult to turn forward. The wind screamed, roared and echoed; Sometimes straight, sometimes messy in all directions, like being hit by a demon; Suddenly swept in and attacked everything on the earth. The wind is really enough to dominate. At this time, the world seems to be no longer a human world. Man was defeated by the strong wind. Strong winds seem to have succeeded temporarily and become the master of the world. Everything has to be ordered by the strong wind, and the dust is its accomplice.
Typhoons are also terrible. Typhoons are often mixed with heavy rains. Ouyang Shan, a writer, described the scene of a typhoon in Sanjiaxiang as follows: As soon as the typhoon came, the crisp autumn south China turned into a gloomy and miserable world. The bright and bright sun was soaked and melted by violent raindrops, and I don't know where it fell. The wind, like a horrible music, keeps playing all day. Flowers and plants fell to the ground. The trees are swaying violently, pulling each other, twisting, cursing and arguing endlessly. Dark clouds in the sky run in the air like demons, and raindrops like thunder, electricity and stones attack each other. ...
When a strong wind blows to the sea, it becomes a hurricane. At that time, the storm reached its peak. Not only terrible, but also disgusting. The churning of the sea has reached the sky. In the sky, dark clouds are gathering and angry; Underground, the hurricane on the sea is going crazy. The whole sky is blowing, the whole sea is boiling, full of bubbles, and the whole world is spinning. Nothing is more terrible than this. This is the most ferocious moment, and the wind has simply become a rebellious tyrant, causing huge economic losses to mankind.
The energy of the wind is very large. In order to conquer the wind, human beings have used a lot of brains, for example, strengthening weather forecast, strengthening flood control walls, building wind power stations and so on.