In the dark night, there is a strong wind outside the window. I finished cleaning the classroom and began to pack my schoolbag, ready to go home. "Click-",there was a sudden thunder in the sky, followed by a downpour. I secretly called it bad. I threw my clothes on my head and rushed out. As soon as I arrived at the school gate, two familiar figures flashed into my eyes-my father and my mother. But both of them have only one umbrella in their hands. My mother smiled and said to me, "Your father and I both came directly from the office, so we didn't bring more umbrellas. Let's fight together. " "No, it's raining so hard that both of them will get wet. I want to give this umbrella to Shi Hao. " Father said quickly and held out his hand. "My father and I fought side by side." Then I jumped into my father's. At that moment, I felt so happy. In the dim light, my mind suddenly flashed one picture after another: I remember, because I was in a hurry to go to school, I forgot to bring my exercise book. After my father found out, he ran to send it to the classroom for me; I remembered that time when I forgot to go home because I was playing basketball, and my mother hurried to find me. I remembered his urgent voice in the microphone when I called my father who was away on business: "The fuse is in the toolbox on the balcony, so don't forget to pull out the knife first when you fuse"; I remembered my mother's words every time I met an exam: "Don't panic, believe in yourself". Too many past events suddenly gushed out, making me burst into tears. Parents' love, like the fragrance of lily, slowly gathers and no longer drifts away. I think maybe no one in the world will say that they don't love their parents, but they can totally repay their love. Maybe it is far from it. In the eyes of my parents, love means walking with you, and I won't be tired no matter how far I walk, so I will never forget my father's eager words when he holds my draft composition: "Change it, change it again, and you can copy it." I will never forget the image of my mother getting up early in the morning to make breakfast for me-life is too long, and this moment is happiness. Writing here, I can't help thinking of the Bible.