That morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Jingjing, the weather forecast says it will rain today, so take an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. This is evident in Wan Li. How can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door.
Just after school at noon, suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and suddenly the rainstorm poured down. All the students with rain gear went home, and the others were picked up by their parents one by one. My father teaches in a foreign school and never goes home at noon. As it happens, my mother has a high fever these days and is still taking intravenous drip. I don't think anyone will pick me up. I am sitting alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, I couldn't help crying.
At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Oh, it's mom! The strong wind and the heavy rain seemed to engulf my mother. My mother struggled towards me. "Jingjing, come and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, it is raining harder and harder. Mother's hair, face and body were soaked through by the rain. Looking at "wet" mother and her pale face, I couldn't help crying again. ...
An umbrella holds up a sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me happiness and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it has always touched me and taught me to be a good person and study hard …
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Tired of reading, my parents peeled an apple for us, which was touching; When you are thirsty, your friend will bring you a glass of water, which is touching; When you are depressed, it is touching to get one or three words of relief; When you are happy, it is touching to have friends to share your happiness with you; On an ordinary day, it is touching to receive a small blessing, even if it is only a petal or a leaf. ...
I play in the park attached to Xiao Jiang's house. Suddenly, Xiao Jiang and I saw a manhole cover on the side of the road, revealing a big round black hole. "How miserable it would be if a person accidentally didn't see the big hole fall!" Xiao Jiang said worriedly. I felt my wet clothes and looked at the sky. I found it raining harder and harder. I said anxiously, "Go home quickly!" Otherwise, you will become a drowned rat. ""No, I won't go back until I cover the manhole cover! " Xiao Jiang said firmly. As she spoke, she ran to the big hole at once, and an unpleasant smell came on my face, even when I stood so far away.
Although it stinks, she is not afraid. She rolled her pants and wrists, pulled her sleeves, quickly squatted down, grabbed the manhole cover hard, and struggled to lift it. Because the manhole cover is too heavy, it is impossible for a small body like her to lift it. But she didn't give up, and repeated failures could not crush her warm heart of serving others. Her white little hand was cut by the rough edge of the manhole cover, and bright red blood dripped down and blended with the rain. I was deeply moved, and time froze at that moment. She looked at me and said, "Give me a minute, will you?" I said guiltily, "Let me help you!" She said, "Hurry up!" With the joint efforts of her and me, we finally moved the manhole cover to the big black hole. ...
The rain stopped, the sky suddenly lit up, and beautiful rainbows hung in the blue sky, perhaps to help others, I don't know why. After the rain, the air is so fresh and the mood is so good.