Youth Notes

I like typhoons, typhoons often blow in spring and summer in the south, no, typhoons blow in all seasons.Typhoon is a naughty and violent child, a devil, it comes when it likes, it can lose its temper as much as it likes, it is the most free villain in the world, it is violent and proud, it commits crimes No one can do anything about it, and it is still at large.It is a happy devil.When the typhoon comes, the sky and the earth change color.The wind distorts everything, the wind makes everything mad, mad as if possessed.The wind makes infinite sounds, extremely rich and strange sounds, it is a huge band, good at making all kinds of weird sounds.That inexplicable voice has a magical power, which makes people inexplicably crazy, happy, and extremely affectionate and gentle.The typhoon night is the most perfect, sweetest and most ecstatic night, making people deeply intoxicated in the joy of the soul.

It's just as wonderful during the day.

The wind was raging, blowing violently, hugging and pulling the two phoenix trees outside my window and shaking violently. The giant hand of the wind grabbed the fluffy hair of the branches, scratched, shook, shook, extracted , killing.So the sky and the ground are covered with phoenix tree leaves, and the whole world is covered with phoenix tree leaves.Fragile, limp, humble, flying, dancing, spilling, and then dying on the ground.

I am laughing.I laughed wildly like the wind, and I laughed wildly in my heart.The typhoon is so beautiful.

The bright white lightning flashed roughly, so magnificent that it could be called majestic.It is like the Yellow River, a river in the sky that hangs high during the flood season and then rushes down suddenly.No, no, it's not a river, it's not water, the river is too slow, too weak, too small.It is electricity, electricity that has nothing to match its speed.It's not electricity either, it's lightning, electricity that cuts through and cuts everything apart at high speed.It laughs in the sky, and its smile goes all the way from the sky to the earth, into the core of the earth, and through the entire universe.Just for a moment, it laughed until everything in the world ceased to exist.

It bared its teeth and smiled boldly and powerfully.While making an ear-splitting roar from the depths of his throat, the voice was round for a while, flat for a while, and then it became indescribable in any shape.It is magical because its sound is irregular.Yes, it is irregular, shapeless, and unexpected to all ears.Like its white root-like lightning bolts scrambling everywhere.

I laugh, I laugh like lightning in my heart, every cell trembles like thunder.Lightning, so beautiful.

The raindrops bumping around without direction are idiots, dangling idiots without thinking.It was the idiot who bumped into the ground, the wall, and the tree trunk, and finally realized that he was alive, that he was still a living creature with sentience, and suddenly became sober and excited, so he kept bumping into the idiot even more excitedly.Rain has found her own happiness, and found a direction for which she is worth devoting herself to.Without any hesitation, it crazily crashed straight from the sky to the ground, and it fell down resolutely and forcefully, smashing itself to pieces.It crashed so heroically, it died so heroically, it moved itself, and it was so excited that it didn't know why.It was so happy that it wailed loudly, and its tears splashed everywhere, high and loud.It flows everywhere, flows in all directions, it flows everywhere in the world.It flowed so smoothly and so happily, it was so happy that it rolled into the pitted ditches and stone caves recklessly, making a bang and bang sound, and fell into the endless abyss.It went down into the ground.It disappeared into that dark core, and died in grateful ecstasy.

I laughed, I laughed so hard in my heart, I applauded loudly, I almost died of ecstasy with it.

I pushed the door and ran out.

My feet are bare, my trouser legs are rolled up high, my short-sleeved shirt is full of wind, and my body is undulating and flying like huge waves, and my hair is also flying, backwards and forwards, flying without direction , and finally fly backward forever.There is a never-ending wind on my face, it sucks, kisses, flaps, flaps and tears my face.I closed my eyes, immersed in the incomparable joy and pain.I couldn't laugh, I couldn't cry, I just ran, I ran like crazy, the rain splashed all over me, the lightning flashed on me, I screamed, roared like thunder The sound was as sharp as lightning.The rain is on the ground, the thunder and lightning are still on the head, and the sky is shining brightly in the water.I was running wildly, whistling, waving with open arms, and fell into the eagerly tumbling yellow turbid water, like thunder hitting a stone wall, a huge splash exploded, the spray exploded brilliantly and splashed, The rain flow carried me into the cave at high speed, boom boom, I was shattered, all shattered, so shattered that there was no powder left, and I was wiped out into the core of the earth.I died, ecstasy and joy.

No, I have been standing by the window blowing the wind and watching the rain. To use the words commonly used by people around me to describe it, I am watching the rain quietly and obsessively.It was still that introverted and quiet girl, that delicate and pure girl, that calm, silent and mysterious girl.She is timid, vulnerable, sensitive, and only imagines.This is me.