It is said that such a strong wind was brought by a guy named Candu.
Candu, as its name implies, looks a little windy, talented and very "independent"; It seems a bit of a misnomer. It's "trembling" and "loneliness".
I saw the wind raging a little, but I didn't see the rain rushing with it.
I even suspect that this typhoon named Candu came to this poor place in Anhui to fall in love with it. Otherwise, how can there be a little lover who is raining cats and dogs in the rich areas of Zhejiang and Shanghai, and there is only wind and no rain in Anhui?
I don't know if Candu will rekindle the old feelings after seeing the changes in Anhui, and join hands with his lover again to let the autumn rain moisten the long-lost buildings and mountains.
It seems that the wind is getting tight. The willows that are a little bleak are bent in the wind, and Ye Er is more sparse. It has already had a cold autumn.
It's getting dark, and the egg clouds are accumulating. I feel that the rain is not far from us, and I have expectations. I don't need too much violence, as long as the weather is good.