去年中秋节前一天,我到河边垂钓,去时天空没有一丝云彩,根本不像下雨的样子。刚坐下半个时辰,不知从哪儿冒出一块黑云,浑澄澄地上下翻腾,就像有什么妖法似的,越聚越厚,越聚越多,一时狂风大作,霹雳闪电,其间夹杂着呜呜的怪叫,渐渐向我逼近。 Last day before the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, I went to the river for fishing. There was no cloud in the sky at all when it was raining. Just sit down for half an hour, I do not know where to emerge a dark cloud, muddy Chengzheng up and down churning, like what demon law like, the more together the thicker the more the more the more the moment of windy, lightning bolt, during which Whisper mixed with whining, and gradually approached me.