1. Elementary school composition "Typhoon" 800

During the summer vacation of the fifth grade, a typhoon called "Sura" came. It was so violent and terrifying. , like a mighty dragon patrolling the sea, like a tiger descending from the mountain.

At the beginning, there was only a storm, but no heavy rain. But that gust of wind could almost knock someone down. Even I was almost knocked down by the wind while I was standing there.

Suddenly, it became dark, dark clouds enveloped the sky, and it started to rain lightly, so delicately.

After a while, there was an inexplicable "crash" sound, and it started to rain heavily, like a baby crying, and like a basin of water rushing down.

The wind is strong and the rain is fierce; the thunder is loud and people panic. No one goes out and no birds fly. The trees seemed to have taken stimulants, shaking their heads and shaking in the violent storm. The thunder was endless, so loud and terrifying. The raindrops hit the window like ice, and the wind blew in, making a "buzzing" howl, which was terrible and desolate, making me break into a cold sweat. Several gusts of wind collided with each other, and the rain swayed with the wind. The wind was dancing a ballet. A car drove through the stagnant water, and the water flew 5 or 6 meters away. Looking into the distance, the mountains are gone, the trees are gone, and even our school can only see a black outline. Thunder and lightning, heavy rain, strong wind, big trees, everything was so chaotic that I couldn't even see through it.

After a while, the wind ran away, the rain stopped crying, the thunder left, the big trees became gentle, and everything became quiet. When people run, they feel so happy; when birds fly, they feel so free; when cars move, they feel so relaxed; when the weather turns sunny, it feels so beautiful... 2. Typhoon Dujuan, how to write a 300-word essay

"What's all the fuss about? The typhoon is scary, but it won't blow down the building, right?" He gently put down the newspaper, walked to his brother, slowly opened the curtains, opened the window, squinted his eyes, greedy and intoxicated He looked out the window and took a deep breath.

At this time, there was just a gust of breeze. Although it was a step away from the typhoon, it was still able to blow my father's hair like a flag. After a while, my father smiled and patted his worried brother on the head: "Don't worry, our house is 'deep-rooted' and stretches for more than ten meters underground. Feel free to play!" We all nodded thoughtfully, and my brother His long eyebrows were also completely stretched, and he smiled sillyly.

"Tick tock!" The hour hand struck twelve o'clock in the night, and the typhoon came. It roared and "attacked" the window, and the trees outside the window were also "shaken to pieces" by it. However, But I'm not afraid at all. 3. The composition of encounter, the big tree standing in the typhoon

The next day, the sky became dark and heavy, and a drizzle began to fall. The rain became heavier and heavier, turning into a heavy downpour. The wind was howling. People put on raincoats and speeded up. Those without raincoats had to take shelter under the eaves. Cars were jammed on the road, and the water reached the tires of the cars. When the cars passed by, they would splash water. The wind blew the bicycle, and the cyclist couldn't ride it anymore, so he had to jump off and push the bicycle. Several small trees on both sides of the road were blown around by the wind, and some branches of the big trees were broken by the typhoon. The grass was wet from the rain and swayed by the wind. A few delicate flowers were already in shape, and a few petals were blown down by the wind. The rain hit the pond, causing ripples in the pond. On TV, the news broadcast the situation in various regions. Each reporter wore a raincoat and held a wet microphone to report the typhoon situation to us. I saw a city flooded because of heavy rain. When people went out, they could only hold an umbrella, sit in a bucket, and paddle around. The wind was so strong in some areas that several thick trees were blown down, blocking residents' roads. You can also contribute

After a few days, the rain gradually became lighter, the wind gradually weakened, and the typhoon passed. The newly planted trees on both sides of the road were broken by the wind. The grass on the lawn is dripping with a few drops of dew, flowing down. The flowers become more colorful after being washed by the rain. The water on the road slowly receded. The air is filled with fresh air.

4. A typhoon blew down my orange tree.

Typhoon is a very destructive disastrous weather. A certain typhoon blew down a big tree in the Citizen Park, and two workers were needed to repair it. It was lifted up, and the workers thought of the four options shown in the following pictures. The option with the least pulling force required by each person was to have a tree seed buried under the earthen jar for some time. In her daze, she suddenly heard a sound. There was a very slight crackling sound, and she was suddenly inspired by the sound of the same kind, and began to try to break out of the darkness day and night. Her efforts were not in vain. At the end of this spring, she finally bit through the tile. A bright yellow leaf popped out of a crack in the jar. She finally poked her head out, and before she could gain a firm footing, she began to look eagerly for the seed that broke through the ground first. She found that he was not far away from her. In the yard, she is already more than half a meter high, but she is pressed under a high wall. In order to grow upward, she desperately sucks in the sun and rain and dew. No matter whether there is a thunderstorm or a strong wind, she straightens her back. The pole worked hard to move upward. Even though the earthen pot pierced the soles of her feet and the wall scratched her skin, she was not distracted. She even refused the flattery of a sunflower and the love of a gladioli. When winter came, she finally grew It was half a meter high, but he had already climbed over the wall. No matter how hard she tried, she could not reach even one of his thin branches. This winter seemed to be particularly long, and she often waved to him with her thin branches shaking in the wind. But he She didn't notice her admiration for him at all. Since she couldn't hold his hand, she wrapped her roots around him. So, she tried her best to crawl the roots in his direction, completely ignoring the sharp tiles and walls. When spring came, her tiny roots finally came into contact with his roots. A gentle and cutting entanglement finally made him notice her existence, and then he discovered her and the scars all over her body. . He carefully passed his strong roots around the wounds, and then wrapped her up tightly. Spring came again, and his branches and leaves had covered half of the yard, and he could already look down upon all the flowers in the yard. The flowers, plants and trees were gone. Looking at his majestic and tall body, and then looking at her own body that was still too weak, it seemed that she would never be able to reach the height of shoulder to shoulder with him. She was a little discouraged and a little timid. He seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and at all, He had to cling to her more forcefully. She was supported by his strong muscles and bones, and became taller and thicker little by little. Now, she could also cross the high wall, listen to the whisper of the breeze with him, and count the wind in the sky. The clouds turned white. It was a blustery late night, and the wind attacked her again and again with a ferocious smile. Every shake caused her skin to rub against the stone wall and leave scars, and her roots felt like tearing pain. In order to alleviate her pain, he leaned towards her as much as possible, spreading out all the branches like an eagle protecting its chicks, trying his best to cover the storm that was sweeping towards her. His roots were like roots. Tiny bandages wrapped her up densely. Countless roots wrapped around me and I wrapped around you. It was no longer possible to tell who was who. In the face of the storm, they had merged into one. The stars were passing by. The moon was like water. On the autumn night, she felt that her body was swollen inexplicably. Then, she couldn't suppress the wild beating in her heart and trembled: the wish she had been waiting for for many years was finally coming true! Her canopy was covered with rice-like flower buds. The next day, the whole yard was filled with elegant fragrance. He was suddenly awakened by this rare and strange fragrance. He wanted to wake her up and be with her. Share this beauty. But he was stunned: she was smiling at him with unprecedented beauty, and every tiny petal on her body was filled with this intoxicating sweet fragrance. He stared at her silently, feeling for her He was moved by her beauty. Only he knew how much pain and price she had paid for this day. Those mottled scars were the best proof. At dawn, some people pushed down the courtyard wall. , came to them gesticulating: "The flowers of this osmanthus tree are so fragrant, just stay and dig up the poplar." As the pickaxe went deeper, their entangled roots were exposed in front of people, and they could be seen at any time. People can't separate them no matter what. "It's strange, the roots of two trees can't be separated." They don't know: in order to have each other, they have gone through all kinds of efforts. Every time the pickaxe goes down, they are digging each other out. My heart! At the moment when the poplar fell, all the sweet-scented osmanthus fell to the ground one after another, as if it was raining sweet-scented osmanthus. A few days later, people discovered that the osmanthus tree was dead and tilted down on the remaining trunk of the poplar... Expand. 5. A 600-word essay about Typhoon Dujuan

"Whoosh!" The strong wind roared like a lion. In the morning, I got up and opened the window. "Ah! It's so cold! I shivered from the cold wind. I quickly closed the window to avoid catching a cold. I looked out the window carefully, ah! Several trees on the road were blown down by the wind. I Then I remembered that Typhoon "Rosa" mentioned on TV was coming.

This morning, I couldn't hear the sound of cars driving by, I could only hear the sound of wind and rain.

The rain was like a basin of water falling from the sky. The small umbrella could not help pedestrians block the rain. The rain hit the windows of my house again and again, and the windows made a "crackling" sound. "The sound.

I looked at the road again. Pedestrians were holding umbrellas and rolling their pants up to their knees to prevent them from getting wet. Although there were cars driving on the road, they were all protective gear. Most of the police cars and construction vehicles in Taiwan did not dare to move.

Some cars were soaked in water and could not be driven, and were towed away by tow trucks.

The road further away was filled with rainwater. The army sent several soldiers to carry a lifeboat to rescue the pedestrians trapped in the water. They pushed the lifeboat next to the stranded pedestrian, helped the pedestrian sit on it, and then pushed it down step by step to high ground that was not flooded.

Looking into the river again, the color of the water has turned into an earthy yellow. There were several ducks on the water, which were washed away by the strong current and could not swim back. The water level has also risen a lot, submerging several lowlands. On the river, small eddies will appear from time to time, rolling the water hyacinth on the river to the bottom of the river.

Typhoons are really harmful to us!

As long as we take care of the environment and don't litter, there will be no such bad weather.

The second article;

The word typhoon may seem ordinary, but in fact it cannot be underestimated at all. In my mother's time, there was a typhoon that damaged many people's homes. Tiles flew everywhere, glass was smashed, and iron doors were scratched. Everything was not peaceful. That strong wind took away many lives. My mother told me that there was no one on the street at that time, there was only ruins and even the factory where he worked had collapsed. Thinking of that scene, my mother started to sigh.

This typhoon is not bad either. I heard from my composition teacher, Mr. Lin, that this typhoon is very powerful. Specializing in attacking coastal areas, when I think of Zhejiang, I get hairy all over because we are right next to the sea. I have read a lot of news about typhoons. This time the typhoon was an orange alert and the tsunami was a red alert. This was enough to shock me because since the Wenchuan earthquake, I have seen many people displaced and their hometowns turned into ruins. , I felt that this was the most painful time in a person’s life. In fact, everyone's life path must be bumpy, and it cannot be smooth sailing. Today, the wind has been blowing hard outside, and the roar of the storm echoed through the sky. It was really scary. The weather forecast said that the typhoon would only make landfall at night. Unexpectedly, it had already fallen in the morning. The sound of the typhoon was really creepy.

Everything outside is actually good for me because I don’t want to study. As long as there is a typhoon, I don’t have to study. Everything will become very beautiful because of this typhoon. Maybe this is just the naivety of children. An innocent thought. When a typhoon blows, of course you need some emergency food, because when a typhoon blows, many vegetables and foods will become very dirty and cannot be eaten. My mother took us to the supermarket and bought 3 big bags of stuff and returned home. In the afternoon, when the rain stopped, my mother and I went to the factory. Now, the aunts in the factory were all talking about it.

It’s five o’clock, the aunts have all got off work, and it’s pouring rain outside. The windows were already full of water, and slowly the water filled up. Aunt Afang was pestered by me and wanted Uncle Weizhong to take her back, but I kept pestering her. Aunt Afang couldn't go back. She always wanted to get rid of me as a follower, but there was no way. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and my aunt was anxious to death. At this time, I held my aunt’s umbrella and went to the kitchen to find Yihan. At this time, the wind got strong and the umbrella was blown out. I couldn't pull it back. The power of the wind was so strong that I finally returned to the office.

When I returned home, the wind began to run wildly, knocking over a lot of things. People on the street disappeared, the vegetable stalls in front of my house were all gone, and there was nothing on the street. . It seems that people are already mentally prepared. This typhoon must be of serious origin. I came to the room, went to QQ space, and saw my English teacher, Teacher Chen, published an essay on QQ space. It turned out that Teacher Chen also hoped that the typhoon would come soon. But her thoughts are different from mine. What I remember very clearly is this sentence: I hope the typhoon will come soon. You have to face what you have to face. You can’t avoid it. I hope the typhoon will come soon. After the typhoon passes, we can welcome it. It's a rainbow.

At night, the wind was blowing loudly, and the glass in my room was very fragile, making a whirring sound. It disturbs me and I can't sleep peacefully. Woo hoo, the sound is very long and loud. There was also a slight sound of glass shaking. The banging sound made me feel really uneasy, and my eyelids kept beating. Finally, something ominous happened and the glass shattered.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I ran to my mother's room and slept with her. It was a sleepless night. 6. A 450-word essay on typhoon

"This newspaper According to the news, Tropical Storm No. 6 "Lion Rock" in 2010 is expected to make landfall in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. "Our whole family was very surprised when we heard this weather information, because we had already bought train tickets to the Expo.

Along the way, the weather was cloudy, a change from the oven-like weather of the previous few days.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, we went to the ticket office at the entrance of the Expo to buy tickets. About thirty minutes later, it started to get dark. Black clouds came from all directions, gathering more and more, layer upon layer, soon covering the entire sky, and then pressing down menacingly. Thunder was rolling in the west, like pots and pans crashing together.

People began to commotion uneasily, and there were comments from everywhere. Everyone thought it was going to rain soon. As if to confirm this point of view, ten minutes later, something as big as a one-yuan coin fell from the sky and hit the ground with a "crackling" sound.

Those who had umbrellas hurriedly opened their umbrellas. Those who had no use either squeezed under other people's umbrellas or hurriedly bought an umbrella or a raincoat from the umbrella sellers who were active nearby. It's raining heavily. The raindrops formed lines and columns, standing upright against the sky. People started shouting, and several people huddled together, looking outside in horror. Although people tried to protect themselves as much as possible, the rain still drenched them, covering their shoes, trousers, collars and other places that could not be taken into consideration. The wind picked up and came with impunity. Suddenly, those colorful parasols and umbrellas were blown around and swaying. People hold on to their umbrella handles tightly, fearing that their umbrellas will be carried away by the wind. The trees on the roadside also changed from their usual upright posture, and were bent down by the wind. In the square, a red plastic bag was driven here and there by the strong wind, looking like a lion fighting a trapped beast or a crazy rat in an amusement park. Wind, rain, and soil were mixed together into one piece. Horizontally and vertically, everything was gray and cold, and everything became blurry. What a storm that shook the mountains and rivers! 7. An 800-word essay on the travels of Typhoon Meranti

I have heard about typhoons many times. The one that really made me experience it, unforgettable and left a deep impression on me was when I was 9 years old. summer of the year.

When I first came to Guangzhou that year, I encountered a rare typhoon. A few days before the typhoon came, the meteorological observatory issued an emergency notice, but it rained all night, and my parents had to work overtime. I am left alone. I am both looking forward to seeing the typhoon but also afraid of being alone at home?

The meteorological observatory’s forecast was really good and very accurate! That day, when I got home from school, the phone rang. It turned out that my father didn’t trust me, so he invited my grandma to come over and accompany me. He said that grandma would be here around eight o’clock in the evening. I stuck my head out and felt that the sky was very oppressive. The clouds seemed to be falling down. The sky was dark and the earth was as hot as an oven. I turned on the fan, poured a glass of water with ice, and began to observe the sky: the clouds were getting thicker and thicker. Although it was only five o'clock in the afternoon in the summer, the sky was dark and the street lights were on. At this time, the dark clouds finally lost their composure and clattered. The rain came down hard, and the rain gradually became heavier and heavier. At first it was like a flower needle, then like a soybean, and finally it was pouring. The raindrops beat violently on the glass of my house, as if to break it. The wind blew the big tree to and fro, dancing wildly with the leaves. Everything lost its vitality. The petals of the flowers were blown away by the wind. . . The wind and rain joined forces and ruthlessly lifted up things on the ground. Small tiles on the houses outside were blown away one by one, trees were uprooted, plants on the green belt were tilted here and there, and the sound of broken tree trunks could be heard from outside; The sound of a flowerpot falling. . At this time, the rain and wind came in vigorously, and I realized that the window was broken because I didn't close it properly. I quickly blocked it with a cloth, and bravely stretched out my head to see. The streets and alleys had turned into rivers. The water level was very high, and I was very afraid that there would be a flood. At this time, the lightning was like a golden dragon drawing a beautiful arc in the endless dark night. The sky seemed to be divided into two parts, and then five thunders struck the top. I was trembling with fright. Get into the quilt. At some point, I woke up and found that one night had passed. When I stepped out of the balcony, it had stopped raining and the sky was clear. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. Looking down, I saw a mess, broken flowerpots, shards of glass, and clothes. . The water level has also receded a lot. Although typhoons bring a lot of inconvenience to everyone, they can also benefit mankind. For example, windmills generate electricity, which also has merits.

Everything has pros and cons! 8. A 200-word essay on typhoon for primary school students with 100 points

Typhoon

Su Nan, Class 3, Grade 3, Quanzhou Experimental Primary School, Quanzhou City, Fujian Province

In the evening, I am writing Diary, I was suddenly startled by the sound of banging glass. When I opened the window

, a gust of wind hit my face. The clothes on the hangers outside the window were flying and hitting the glass of the window from time to time. .The branches on the distant trees were like wildly dancing whips, whipping in the air. The strong winds collided and squeezed each other in the air,

making bursts of blood-curdling whistling sounds. At this time , my mother said: "The 12th level typhoon is really coming!"

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the whistling sound is getting louder and louder. The typhoon is like a naughty child, blowing everything it can.

< p>Things were blown into the air and then dropped viciously. Billboards were blown down, chimneys were knocked down, cyclists were overturned... The trees were bent like grass in the typhoon, and some were blown down. The whole city was in chaos. I was wondering if my piano teacher would be blown away by the wind if he was walking in the wind!

At this moment, it started to rain. The typhoon was wrapped in heavy rain and rushed towards the earth with great force. The thick raindrops hit people violently, which was as painful as needle pricks. I quickly closed the window tightly. Close the door. Driven by the typhoon, the rain poured into the house through the window cracks. Dad was busy blocking things here and there, but to no avail, so he had to look at the water and sigh. Looking out the window, the street was already a vast ocean.

While watching, suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, the power was cut off, and the whole street suddenly fell into darkness. My parents and I were groping in the dark...

By What I think about the typhoon...

Zhu Wentao, Class 204, Huashan Primary School, Beilun District, Ningbo City, Zhejiang Province

Typhoon "Maisha" is coming!

The violent storm has been raining all day and night, and it is still raining and blowing non-stop. I looked out the window and saw that no one was walking in the community, only a few cars were driving slowly. Raindrops The water flowed down from upstairs like a small waterfall, and the river in the community suddenly swelled a lot. My ears were filled with the sound of wind and rain, like a baby crying; like a lion roaring; and a wild wolf roaring. < /p>

I heard from my mother that many people will lose their homes because of this typhoon! I felt very sad after hearing this. Thinking about them, the roof leaked, the walls were broken, and water could pour in from the outside at any time. Thinking back again, we can now do our homework safely in the house without worrying about the house. It will collapse, the roof will be ripped off and other dangers. We should cherish the happy life now! 9. Typhoon essay 600 words

Typhoon, I believe that when everyone sees these two words, they will think of its terrible lethality and the messy scene after being hit by the typhoon. There are even People’s expressions change when they talk about “Typhoon”.

This ancient saying, “Man’s calculation is worse than God’s calculation,” echoes in my ears. There are a lot of typhoons this summer. Among them, the typhoon "Dragon King" came during the National Day Golden Week, a week when the whole country was celebrating. It really wiped out people's plans. Like the houses in coastal areas, they were blown away.

That day, I was doing my homework in front of my desk, and I was going to have a good time after finishing my homework. Who knows. A strong wind blew outside the window, and the leaves and other leaves were blown up and crackled. It turns out that this is a warning from the "Dragon King", reminding us that it is about to land and it is not advisable to travel far. Now my sister suddenly shouted: "My plan to travel has been ruined!" There was a bit of sadness in her tone.

When Typhoon "Dragon King" makes landfall again, although it will bring serious economic losses to the coastal areas of Fujian and threaten people's lives, it will also bring vitality to the lives of the mainland. As far as I know, this is caused by the mutual collision between the airflow in the South my country Sea and the airflow in the western Pacific.

Laozi said: "Everything has two sides and can be converted into each other." In fact, typhoons also have two sides. As we all know, the desert is the "Sea of ??Death", where the weather is hot, the rainfall is very low, and there are few oases. If people can move the typhoon there, then the "Sea of ??Death" will also be filled with infinite vitality, and eventually the "sand land will become green."

In fact, typhoons can also bring a touch of coolness to the land and alleviate the "greenhouse effect." However, the result will be serious economic losses and threats to people's lives. If humans can control the path of typhoons, they can move typhoons to dry and rainless places so that everything there can be nourished by rain and dew.

Typhoons are actually good and bad, depending on how you look at them. But the charm of typhoons is unlimited. 10. "Typhoon Dujuan is coming" 800-word essay

Dujuan is a beautiful name. Is it associated with colorful feathers, or does it mean joyful singing? Rhododendron, a beautiful name, is a flower that blooms in spring, reflecting the redness of the green mountains and green water? No, no, the "Dujuan" I want to talk about today is this year's No. 13 typhoon "Dujuan" - a wind demon with a beautiful name.

It got dark early, and the sky was already covered with dark clouds. The dark clouds were very low, so low that they almost touched the buildings on both sides of the street.

The dark clouds seemed to have thousands of holes, and water leaked out of each hole.

Between the sky and the earth, apart from heavy rain, there is also strong wind. The wind was getting stronger and faster, as if there was a gangster behind it with a sharp knife. It could only run wildly, and if it took a slow step, it would be chopped to pieces.

The windshield wipers on the car could not stop for a moment; the ponchos on motorcycles were almost torn off; pedestrians were rushing home and their umbrellas were blown over - those who were downwind were pushed by the strong wind. Go forward, against the wind, take one step forward, take two steps back. I rushed home from school and not a single part of my body was dry.

The wind was blocked by the thick wall, the strong wooden door, and the hard glass, but it forced its way in through the cracks in the door, howling "Woo-Woo" . The rain took advantage of the wind and hit the balcony unscrupulously, and the window entered the living room.

"Dong-dong", "boom-boom", "yo-yo" and "chirp", various sounds entangled into a violent tune. Looking towards the mountain outside the house, I saw the tall kapok holding on, the dense banyan tree howling wildly, and the short weeds being tortured by the violent storm... A storm warning was issued on the TV every few minutes, and the Hong Kong Meteorological Observatory hung up nine The Guangzhou Meteorological Observatory issued a red rainstorm warning, and the Shunde Meteorological Observatory also issued a red rainstorm warning.

The TV showed the scene of the sea breeze: the huge waves caused by the hurricane washed away the cars on the shore. Announcements on the Shunde District ***'s defense against typhoons are broadcast again and again.

The claws of "Cuckoo" have reached Shunde. It's late at night and it's time to sleep. Lying on the bed, it's like sleeping on the top of the wave.

The wind outside the house became even wilder, screaming like grinding teeth; the heavy rain hit me like sand. "Click" "click", the branches were broken; "crack", the flowerpot on the balcony blew to the ground.

I closed my eyes, and I seemed to see "Cuckoo" with long hair, staring into cave-like eyes, vomiting blood, and tearing my small room apart with its furry claws. The heavy rain hit the glass firmly and hit me in my dream.

A night of dreams shattered into pieces... "Cuckoo", cuckoo! When I woke up the next day, the wind stopped but the rain continued to pour heavily. I rushed to work. On the way, I saw trees on both sides of the street uprooted and lying in random directions on the street. There were broken branches and leaves everywhere.

"Cuckoo" is gone, leaving painful scars. I stopped in front of a fallen kapok tree.

Normally, it is so proud, upright and strong. Now, it can only lie helplessly on the ground. When it fell, a piece of bark flew far away, and the exposed wound seemed to be bleeding! "Cuckoo", "Cuckoo"! What should I say? .