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Chapter 2 1. Typhoon

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    I wait for a miracle every day

    like a kitten

    in a daze on the blue tablecloth¡ª¡ª

    "I Wait Every Day" from Xili's Poetry Collection "Who Is Outside the Window"

    five

    It is the rainy season.

    The city in this season is wet, but very clean, which makes people feel that they can finally breathe freely.

    The weather forecast said that the typhoon will arrive in the evening.  Before the typhoon came, the rain stopped.  The sky was filled with dark clouds of uneasiness.  In the sea area near the city, the waves gradually rose.

    I heard that this typhoon did not come from Taiwan, but from the Philippines.

    All agencies and units get off work at 16:00, so let everyone go back and make safety preparations.

    Joan went to pick up the children from the kindergarten and went back to her office.  She didn't want to go home so soon, because Zhang Han was resting at home today.

    Every year at this time, when she heard that a typhoon was coming, Joan would feel a surge of excitement in her heart, as if the typhoon would bring some romantic miracles.

    Every typhoon in the past, no matter it was called "Durian", "Winnie", "Yutu", or "Taozhi", "Ibudu", or "Molak", "Jujue", all came from  The edge of the city passed by.

    Except for the beeping of the advertising light boxes, the buildings have not changed, the streets have not changed, and the expressions of the people have not changed.

    In the south, there are only short springs and autumns a year, and the rest of the time is a long summer without winter.  Moreover, the handover of this incomplete season is also so vague.

    Unlike my hometown, when the cold spring is over and the warm and bright summer is coming, the wind will blow all over the night. When the children are sleeping, they can hear it rising from the western sky and rolling through the big forests.

    At that time, Lin Tao sang in unison, adding to the prestige and shaking people's hearts.

    The hurricane skimmed over the roof of the street and headed east - that is the Weiyi of the seasonal rotation.

    When the early risers in the countryside and the children who dreamed all night got dressed in a hurry and came to the middle of the street, they saw that the sky was as clear as a lake, and the dawn was like pale yellow petals.

    At that time, the golden light of the morning sun appeared very quickly, and soon illuminated the earth golden

    Joan felt that he and countless people from the countryside to the city, and then from the inland city to the southern city, shared the same feelings¡ª¡ª

    That is, on the contrary, when I came to the coastal cities in the south, I became more and more short of water: from time to time, I would feel a bitter taste in my heart, just like the coarse salt dried by the sea

    Joan turned on the computer to check the typhoon news.

    The center of the typhoon is located in a sea area about 390 kilometers south of the city, with a central air pressure of 965 hPa, a maximum wind force of level 12 (35 m/s) near the center, a wind circle radius of 380 kilometers for level 7, and a radius of 100 kilometers for level 10 wind circle.

    Right now, the center of the typhoon is moving north-northwest at a speed of about 10 kilometers per hour.

    It is expected that this typhoon will continue to move north-northwest, and it is most likely to land on the coast of this city from midnight tomorrow to the morning of the day after tomorrow.

    Affected by it, from tomorrow night to the morning of the day after tomorrow, the sea surface wind force along the city's coast will reach 11-13, the coastal area will reach 10-12, and the inland wind will reach 9-11.

    ?From tomorrow night to the day after tomorrow, there will be heavy rain to heavy rain in the urban area, and local torrential rain.

    Joan heard a rustling sound, raised her head and looked out the window, the typhoon had already brought the rain.

    The endless rain.

    The rain fell on the glass curtain wall of the building, and then trickled down.  Joan just stared blankly, her face was hazy and sentimental through the rain-dropped glass.

    Behind the city government compound is a large green park, which is full of lychee trees, and every leaf is trembling sweetly in the raindrops, like a woman full of longing, clean and fresh green.

    Joan thought, why do I feel strange in this city?  Feeling homeless?  Why no home?

    This city is too big, but this city seems to be very fragile and thin, just like a piece of glass.

    Constantly, there are too many new people pouring into the city.  These outsiders, migrant workers, fresh graduates, how do they forage in the gaps in the commodity economy and find their own living space?

    Everyone is but a smaller and weaker glass.

    Only those "indigenous residents" who came here in the 20th century really established their secular life order in this city.

    Newcomers, and newcomers not long ago, they just want to find a bed, find a job, find a niceThe eyes are very charming, Luo Zi just turned his head and glanced at him, and he was secretly excited.

    But he also seemed to guess that the two of them were suddenly in the only space in the world. As a woman, Joan would feel uneasy.

    He controlled himself, and when he looked at her slightly sideways, his eyes were full of kindness, but his body remained motionless.

    Luo Zi didn't understand why, when he was with Joan, he suddenly became a sensitive, careful and considerate man.

    Joan smiled slightly.

    After a period of peace and silence, she expressed her gratitude to him with a moist, innocent smile.  At the same time, I feel guilty for being too sensitive and guarded in my heart.

    Love is really like a fruit in the air. When it is still hanging in the air, both men and women will look up and up.  Their spirits will also rise.  They will lift each other up, lifting themselves and each other upwards.

    But once the fruit falls and falls into the mud, they will also degenerate, and even accidentally trample on each other and love.

    Joan thought, he and she are inseparable.

    However, in the face of certain things in reality, he is still powerless.

    She said, "Why did you bring me to see this?"

    He said: "If you are not afraid of this, what else can scare you? Don't you think so?"

    Immediately afterwards, they drove to the southernmost point.  There are even more things here that have been baptized by typhoons.  He made her think of the names of all the typhoons.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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