I am drawn outside while the rain still falls. All around， there is a cool and welcome feeling. I breathe deeply and watch the sun’s rays streak through breaking clouds. One ray catches the drops that form on the edge of the roof， and I am treated to a row of tiny， quivering colors — my private rainbow.
I pick my way through the wet grass， my feet sinking into the satuarated soil. The creek in the gully runs bankfull of brown water， but the small lakes and puddles are already disappearing into the earth. Every leaf， brick， shingle and blade of grass is fresh-washed and shining.
Like the land， I am renewed， my spirit cleansed. I feel an inf？inite peace. For a time I have forgotten the worries and irritations I was nurturing before. They have been washed away by the glories of the storm.
一种沉静的感觉悄然爬上心头，我感到世间万物突然变得安静下来。鸟儿止住了啁啾，树叶不再沙沙作响，昆虫也停止了鸣唱。
干燥炎热了一天的空气，这时渐渐阴沉起来。它悬挂在树梢上，把花朵都压低了，也压在我的肩头。我隐约感到有些不安，于是走到窗前，发现西天边的云朵层峦叠嶂，形成了一座座威严的白塔，直通蓝天。
云朵耀眼的白光瞬间消失。转眼间，棉花糖似的云团像铁砧一般铺展开来，尽显它阴冷的本性。西斜的太阳被它挡住了，于是天早早地暗了下来。紧接着，狂风突起，路上的尘土被它席卷而起，空气变得凉飕飕的，预示着即将到来的一切。
砰的一声，风把一扇房门关上了，窗帘也随之鼓起，在房间里翻腾着。我赶紧跑去关上窗户，收好晾晒的衣服，盖好院子里的家具。这时，隆隆的雷声开始从远处传来。
大滴的雨点开始落下来。雨滴不断地砸入尘土，在窗户上涂上点点印记。它们打在烟囱上，发出叮叮当当的响声；砸在露台的顶棚上，也是乒乒乓乓直响。树叶似乎也抵挡不住雨点的打压，在风雨中摇曳着不敢抬起头来。人行道也仿佛穿上了一件缀满闪亮的雨滴的外衣。