1. 我看了看那些小小的棉花一样的雪团儿，它们在人行道上越积越厚，从我的脸前横扫而过，狂飞乱舞。
I looked at the little cotton fluffs that were building up along the sidewalk and swirling erratically past my face.
2. 眼前越来越暗，群蝇在一公尺开外狂飞，文祥等人紧张异常，周身却是一只苍蝇都没有。
It was growing darker and darker. Only a meter away the flies were buzzing madly. Wen Xiang and others were extremely tense. However, there wasn`t a single fly around them.
3. 摩托车冲向天空，急速狂飞，然后撞去停机坪，接着摩托车又向前冲去，车上的人被打翻并折弯——他的骨头被折响的声音几乎就能听到。一个身体与思想健全的人为什么会去尝试这种冒险？
Why—as the motor bike soared into the air, hurtled down, crashed into the tarmac and careered onwards, dragging with it a tumbly, bending human figure whose bones were almost audibly snapping—would any sane man want to do such a thing?