2024年6月2日发(作者：)

暴风来了英语作文

The sky turned a menacing shade of gray as the storm

approached. The air felt heavy, pregnant with the promise of

a downpour.

I watched from the window as the trees began to sway,

their branches creaking under the mounting pressure of the

wind. Leaves swirled in the air, a dance of chaos before the

storm's arrival.

Suddenly, the first gusts of wind hit with a force that

rattled the windows. The curtains billowed outward, a ghostly

white against the darkening sky.

The rain began, a mere drizzle at first, but quickly

escalated into a torrential downpour. Water cascaded down the

glass, obscuring the world outside.

Lightning cracked through the heavens, illuminating the

room in a blinding flash. Thunder followed, a deep, resonant

boom that shook the house to its foundations.

I retreated to the safety of the living room, the storm's

fury now a distant roar. The house creaked and groaned, a

testament to the power of nature's wrath.

Hours passed, and the storm showed no signs of abating.

The power flickered, casting eerie shadows across the walls.

Finally, as night fell, the storm began to subside. The

rain slowed to a gentle patter, and the wind lost its

ferocity. Peace returned, a calm after the storm.