The weather in September is always somewhat unpredictable.
I remember that morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back. At this time, my mother, who couldn't go to work because of a high fever, staggered over and slowly raised her hand and handed me an umbrella. She said weakly, "Xue Fei, today's weather forecast says it will rain ... uh-huh ... it's better to take an umbrella." I looked up at the blue sky, looked at the big sun like a fireball, and thought: How is it possible? I threw down my umbrella and ran out of the door, only to hear my mother's cough and weak voice behind me.
In the last tutorial class, I saw big drops of rain hitting the window glass and making a rhythmic "tick" sound. Oh, no! What a surprise! I can't help regretting that I didn't bring an umbrella as my mother told me this morning. Only then did I realize the seriousness of the problem. Dad works overtime, and mom is ill again, so it's impossible to pick me up! What shall we do? It seems that I have to go back in the rain. Thinking about it, the bell rang, and I slowly packed my bag. When I went to the window to watch and listen, I couldn't help complaining about the unlucky rain. Seeing that some students around us were picked up by their parents, some walked out of the classroom with umbrellas, and some students simply rushed into the rain curtain and shouted: It's so cool to get caught in the rain! "So, I also got up the courage to rush into the stormy world and bite the bullet to taste the taste of' cool'." Wow! What a heavy rain! "I haven't rushed to the school gate, all over my body.