People living in the southern coastal area encounter many large and small typhoons every year, and it is not surprising that they are Xi to it. However, when I was a child, I experienced a rare super typhoon, and I still think about it so thrillingly.
I probably only had that year.
Six or seven years old, I remember it was a summer morning.
At eight or nine o'clock, the sky didn't seem to be bright. I saw that the sky was like a huge inkstone, and the dark clouds were like ink, and they were terrifyingly black. The mother was going to pick up the water and go to the land for herself, which was not far away, in the Bogong Pond. My mother carried her burden in front of me as fast as a fly, and I trotted all the way behind and followed closely. When we got to the field, my mother applied fertilizer as fast as she could, picked some vegetables, and then we were busy rushing back.
It was getting darker and darker, and the pedestrians on the road only hurriedly greeted each other. The wind was tight, and it was mischievous and drove me away. The dark clouds in the sky chased after me, and one by one they fled in a hurry to the northwest like frightened birds.
The rice paddies in the fields are like waves on the sea, undulating and churning. The sugarcane groves on the side of the road made a "whoosh" sound, and they all bent down involuntarily in the strong wind, and the turned leaves turned pale and could no longer see the green of the past. The small trees are shaking hard, the big trees are dancing wildly, and the garbage is flying everywhere!There is no longer anything still in heaven and earth, everything is constantly moving!
In the direction of Luoshan Mountain in the west, a gray gap cracked in the dark sky, and in the blink of an eye, the gap became bigger and bigger, and there was a rain curtain above the clouds that hung down to the ground, like a waterfall. Someone exclaimed, "The dragon has fallen!"."I don't know what the dragon is about, but I know in my heart: the worst weather is coming!
My mother and I went home, and the second sister had just come back from outside, so she was going to go fishing with her friends, but they went halfway, and an uncle I didn't know drove them back, and the second sister just got home, and the typhoon came.
Now, our family is gathered together, and there is a lot of noise outside. The bamboo poles that usually dry clothes in the barn were blown to the ground by the wind and rolled far away. There was a sound of "clang, clang" from the depths of the alley, and it was the basin in front of someone's house that had been blown away by the wind. A puppy probably wanted to go home, but as soon as he ran out of the ancestral hall, the wind blew around, and finally he had to run back to the ancestral hall to hide.
The flower pot on the wall of the second fool's house suddenly fell down with a "horn", and the flower pot fell to pieces on the ground, and I saw the mint in the flower pot trembling in the wind and rain. Cuong's father came back with the cow in tow, and both the man and the cow walked with their heads down, and I saw that he had to be caught by the cow's tail several times to retreat, and he had to hold on to the cow's tail to barely stand firm, and it took a lot of effort for the man and the cow to return home.
The wind blew harder and the rain became heavier and heavier. The rain did not fall from the sky, but let the wind blow somewhere far away, and I saw that it had just reached the eaves of the ancestral hall, and swept over the threshing field with a "whirl", and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. There was not a single figure in the barnyard, not even a single small animal.
The chickens in the family were hiding in the pigsty and did not dare to make a sound, but the lazy pig was "humming" at this time, as if he had an opinion about the chickens' encroachment on its territory. My mother started cooking, and the eldest sister brought a raincoat to put on her, and she said that she was going to check out our family's newly built house. Her mother told her, "Be careful!."Seeing the eldest sister hurriedly walked into the vast wind and rain.
The eldest sister came back after seeing the house, and the eldest brother said that he would also go to see it, and the eldest brother came back, and the eldest sister went out again. In this way, the eldest brother and sister took turns to see the house, and when the mother was cooking and was about to beckon everyone to eat, I saw the eldest brother panting and running back and saying, "Oh no, the house of the Zhaoying family has collapsed!".”
Zhaoying's house is also newly built behind our house, and now their house has collapsed, which means that our house will undergo a more severe test, and the atmosphere at home has become tense all of a sudden, and everyone has no heart to eat anymore, and the eldest brother and eldest sister are busy checking it.
In the afternoon, the wind suddenly changed direction, from southeast to northwest, and the wind was stronger than before. The roof of Uncle Chaolai's house, who lived at the entrance of the village, was suddenly lifted by the wind, and then, the wind blew the tiles like a book, and in the blink of an eye, the tiles on the roof disappeared, and the sound of screams, cries, and tiles falling to the ground rang out. I started to get scared and subconsciously looked up at the roof of my house. My mother saw my thoughts, comforted me and told me that it was okay, and persuaded me to drink some melon soup, but I said I wouldn't drink it. My mother told me to go to bed again, saying that it would be good to sleep, and when I saw that my brother was sleeping soundly in my mother's arms, I climbed into my bed, thought wildly, and then fell asleep again in a daze.
When I woke up, it was already the next morning, the wind had stopped blowing, and the rain seemed to have stopped. My mother said that it rained all night last night and now it is still raining lightly outside, and told me not to go out. But I sneaked out after breakfast, and when I got outside, I was really shocked!Oh my!A large area of sugar cane forest had all fallen to the ground, revealing the dilapidated walls that were not usually seen.
The fence was bare, and the carob vines were lying on the ground, like snakes that couldn't move. The creek where we usually go to play is roaring with the flood, and a few adults are spreading their nets there to catch fish that have run out of the pond, and the fields are full of white water, and the small villages below the road are all flooded, and the victims have come to our village to take refuge.
I don't know how much damage the typhoon has caused to my hometown. But why are there typhoons?Why does nature have such cruel power?With these questions, I gradually grew up, and finally learned about typhoons in school textbooks, knew the ins and outs of typhoons, and in order to distinguish the strength of the wind, I also firmly remembered the level index of wind power:
Zero-level smoke column straight into the sky, first-level cooking smoke to set the wind direction, second-level breeze blowing face, **windward energy flag, fourth-level ground flying paper, fifth-level small tree shake, sixth-level umbrella difficulty, seventh-level windward inconvenience, eighth-level tree branch breakage, nine-level roof flying tiles, tenth-level uprooting of trees and falling houses on land is rare, eleven, rarely seen on land, twelve, rarely seen on land.
Judging from the above wind levels, this typhoon should be between 9 and 10, which is a very rare super typhoon in our hometown.
Thankfully, our family's newly built house is safe and sound.