Send an umbrella in the rain

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Sending an umbrella in the rain 1 "Grateful heart, thank you for staying with me all my life, so that I have the courage to be myself ..." Every time I hear this touching song, my eyes will flash with beautiful dreams sewn by a pair of loving hands. Their hands are full of dedication to love, sincerity and selflessness. Teachers' hands can lead us to swim in the ocean of knowledge; A friend's hand can give me courage and strength in my most difficult time; Parents' hands can raise children to grow up healthily.

It was an afternoon in mid-June, and I was in Grade Three. After school, I just want to go home. However, the day in June changes like a child's face. Just now, the sky was clear in Wan Li. At this point, it cast a shadow. Suddenly, a flash of lightning broke through the sky, making a thunderous noise, and then resounded through the earth one after another. Then, it rained cats and dogs. Looking at the pouring rain outside, I am worried! I thought to myself, "Mom and Dad haven't come back yet, and even my sister has gone out with me. Now, who can give me an umbrella? " If I knew this, why did I do it in the first place? This sentence is absolutely true. Alas! I should take an umbrella when I go out! "

Seeing the students being picked up one by one, my heart is more like adding fuel to the fire, and I am more restless. At this time, I was impatient and finally couldn't stay any longer. I rushed out of the rain regardless of the willy-nilly and ran home with passion. Suddenly, I slipped and scraped my leg on the ground. I couldn't help crying when I saw myself in such a mess. "Little sister, why are you crying!" "There was a word from behind. Looking back, I turned out to be a burly brother with an umbrella behind him.

Before leaving, my brother asked, "Little sister, didn't you bring an umbrella?" I nodded, and my eldest brother smiled and held out a hand and said, "Let me take you home!" " "I'm too young to understand, only know what my mother said-be careful of the bad guys, don't let people take you home casually, so I didn't stretch out my hand. Big brother saw through my mind and smiled and said, "Little sister, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Say that finish, he held out his hand again, I took his hand and stood up. At this moment, my leg is bleeding. When the eldest brother saw it, he quickly said, "You are hurt. You have to put it on quickly. Let me take you home! "! You tell me where your home is. "In 16 Changhong Community," I whispered.

Big brother is walking on the road with an umbrella on his back. I was cold under the umbrella, but my heart was warm. When I got home, my eldest brother took some paper, cleaned my wound, and then found some medicine to apply to it. Then he walked out the door and gradually disappeared into the rain. ...

Although it has been a long time, I will never forget it. It is printed in my heart like a seal, and I will always remember the burly figure with an umbrella.

Sending an umbrella in the rain Composition 2 is finally in class. I rushed down the stairs and just arrived at the door when I was sneezed by the biting wind. Looking into the distance, a looming familiar figure is coming here step by step, holding an umbrella in one hand and an umbrella in the other. "Who", I looked intently, ah, that's my dear mother. I saw that her shoulders and back were wet, and her backpack weighed her down. She came to me with all her strength in spite of the strong wind and heavy rain. Step by step, you get wet. The rain seems to be bad for her, too. The more it rains, the less she cares, because she knows I'm waiting for her. I witnessed all this and was deeply moved. At that time, I really wanted to run and hug her, but I was always so timid. I have to wait quietly. The strong wind blew the umbrella stagger, and mother couldn't grasp the balance completely. In the rainstorm, my mother struggled up the stairs.

The wind roared and it rained cats and dogs. My mother was almost soaked, but she completely ignored it and walked quickly towards me.

Watching, watching, I feel admiration in my heart, and suddenly I feel warm and the hair fluttering in the wind is even more amiable and respectable.

I felt very warm when my mother came up to me and held me in her arms.

Sending an umbrella in the rain composition 3 I get the love of my teachers and classmates at school, my parents, grandparents and friends at home ... I am a very happy child.

I remember one day in summer vacation, it rained heavily and there was deep water on the road. Dad sent me to an interest class. Without hesitation, he squatted down, turned to me and said, "Come on, daddy will carry you." I'm in the third grade, carry me! It is not easy. But my father's voice is a bit dignified, and there is an order in his care. I can't hesitate at all. Dad finished and put me on his back. He held my ass in one hand and an umbrella in the other. My father walked in the rain with one foot deep and one foot shallow behind my back. My hand clasped my father's neck tightly, and I felt his back was so warm.

It was not until my destination that my father put me down. At this time, I found that my father's shoes were full of muddy water, and the hair on his forehead was wet by the rain and turned into wisps that clung to his forehead, making his little hair look less. It's time for class. Students came into the classroom one by one and looked at them. Some of them have wet hair, some have wet trouser legs, and some others ... and I not only entered the classroom early, but also clean. I can't help wetting my eyes and my heart is full of happiness. I finally realized what "a father loves a mountain"

Now whenever it rains, I will think of my father seeing me off in the rain and my father's warm back.

Sending an umbrella in the rain composition 4 It's getting dark. Father-in-law Lei came, and Father-in-law Sun hid in the clouds in fear. It is raining cats and dogs. At this time, Xiao Ming is eating at home. Seeing that it was raining outside, Xiaoming said to Xiaohong, "Xiaohong, the teacher may still be correcting homework in the office. He may not have an umbrella." Xiaohong said, "Let's give the teacher an umbrella!" " "Xiao Ming said," Good! " So they went out with an umbrella under their arm.

Xiaohong fell down on the road, and the rain splashed on the flowered skirt her mother bought her. Xiaoming ran over and said, "Xiaohong, are you all right?" "Little red said," I'm fine. Let's go and give the teacher an umbrella! " "So they hurried to the teacher's office. When they ran to the teacher's office, they saw that the door of the teacher's office was open, and they saw from the window that the teacher was still seriously correcting his homework under the desk lamp. Xiao Ming pointed to the office and said, "Look, how hard the teacher works!" " Xiaohong said, "Let's put the umbrella on the windowsill!" " "Xiao Ming said," Good! " They put their umbrellas on the windowsill and left.

The teacher came out after correcting the homework. He stretched himself and said, "It's raining outside. How can I go back without an umbrella? " Suddenly he saw the umbrella on the windowsill and said, "Who gave this umbrella?" At this moment, when he saw the backs of Xiaohong and Xiaoming, he understood at once. So he went home happily with an umbrella.

Sending an umbrella in the rain composition 5 Every time it rains, there are many touching stories.

On this day, when I went out to school, the smiling face of the sun on the edge of Dongshan was moving, and there were several red clouds floating in the sky. In the third class, the red clouds in the sky turned into dark clouds. In a short time, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and then raindrops as big as peas poured down. I looked next to my schoolbag. Oh, I forgot to bring my umbrella today. I began to worry that I couldn't go home after school.

After school, I walked out of the classroom. The rain didn't stop. Few students bring rain gear. Classrooms and corridors are crowded with people waiting to get home in the rain. Like everyone else, I hope the rain will stop, so that we can go home.

While I was waiting anxiously, I heard a familiar voice: "Jingcheng, go home." When I looked back, it was my primary school classmate Xiaohong. The rain wet her trouser legs, and thin beads of rain hung on her face. She borrowed an umbrella from someone after school, took a big turn to pick me up and came home with me.

Walking on the road, the rain is too heavy, the umbrella is too small, it rains heavily outside, and it rains lightly inside. Xiaohong held a flower umbrella in one hand and protected my head in the other, trying to lean towards me. I look up at Xiaohong from time to time. There is a calm and tenacious look on her face. She glanced at me from time to time, and she was content with a little pure love. ...

When I got home, I saw that Xiaohong's right half was almost wet. I gratefully said to Xiaohong, "Xiaohong, thank you!" " "

Xiaohong smiled at me, and I found that it was the most brilliant flower in the world.

Sending an umbrella in the rain in the early morning of 6 hours, it was still raining heavily, and the raindrops as big as beans hit the glass and slammed. Xiaoming woke up from his sleep. He yawned and stretched again. Only then did I find that my mother was not at home. Where did mom go? Xiao Ming thought. Oh-he remembered that his mother's factory urgently needed to make a batch of parts and sell them to Yunnan to save it. So I went home late these days, even staying up all night. Thinking of this, Xiao Ming just wanted to lie down, but in front of him, he seemed to see his mother's bloodshot eyes, dragging his heavy steps step by step and braving the fishy smell to go home. He got up quickly, put on his clothes and raincoat and rushed out of the house.

At this time, it is raining heavily outside. Xiaoming ran and ran, and accidentally fell down with a bang. He had a bad fall. Rubbing his sore knees made him think: Are you going back or not? Then he thought: How many times has Mom done this? I remember that once I had a fever, didn't my mother take herself to the hospital against the wind and rain? Thinking of this, Xiao Ming got up from the mud again and rushed into the wind and rain.

When he came to his mother's factory, he saw his uncles and aunts coming out of the factory door one after another, some pacing up and down at the factory door, some rolling up their trouser legs and running away. Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed in front of Xiao Ming. Ah, isn't this mom? He immediately called out "Mom". Mother was stunned when she heard the cry, and then she saw Xiao Ming too excited to speak. Xiaoming gave his umbrella to his mother and walked home with it.

Sending an umbrella in the rain Every time I see an umbrella hanging at home, I think of my father giving me an umbrella in the heavy rain.

At the end of the mid-term exam that day, it suddenly rained cats and dogs. I answered the question absently. I thought: Will my parents come to pick me up? Will they be late? Can I meet my parents?

Finally, after the exam, I walked out of the classroom door in fear and trembling. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure. I took a closer look and found it was my father! I was overjoyed. "Whoosh!" Rush over and jump into dad's arms. When my father saw me, he helped me roll up my trouser legs and let me wear rubber shoes and hold an umbrella. I walked out of school with my father.

In the street, I saw many parents and children holding umbrellas. The children under the umbrella were blocked by the umbrella, but half of the parents were exposed. I glanced at my father quietly and found that he was half wet. I immediately burst into tears. ......

Although the umbrella is small and square, it can shelter from the wind and rain, and it also symbolizes the love of parents for their children!

Sending an umbrella in the rain composition 8 The morning sunshine is really warm, and I enjoy the sunshine all the way to school.

At school, I put down my schoolbag and started today's morning reading class. There is only the sound of reading in the classroom. After class, I went out to play with my classmates. After class, I immediately returned to the classroom. It can be said that every day. Because this is what children should do, learn and play. The last class is over, alas, I can have the patience to go home for dinner. I am really hungry! I was thinking about my mother's cooking when it suddenly rained cats and dogs. It is said that the weather in June is like a monkey's face-it changes as soon as you say it. That's true. I have no umbrella. What should I do? This is terrible. I'm starving! After school, most students are picked up by their parents, and some bring their own umbrellas.

The originally lively classroom suddenly became deserted. Just then, a figure flashed out of the window-it was my deskmate, Yang Lin. Didn't he bring an umbrella? Why don't you go? I was thinking. He came in, sat next to me and said, "I knew you didn't have an umbrella." I just thought you didn't bring an umbrella when I went home for dinner. " I just brought you an umbrella. Take it! ""hmm? You came to give me an umbrella specially? " "Yes, it's strange?" I smiled, and so did he.

It was in the fifth grade of primary school, but I still remember it. It is like a boat, which will stay in the ocean of my memory forever!

In class, I heard a rustling sound outside. I am curious. After class, I ran out to see what had happened. It's raining, I think, oh, no, I don't have an umbrella today. My mother has a cold and my father is not at home on business. What should I do?

Just thinking, the class began again. This is the last class. I heard it was still raining outside, and I didn't mean to stop at all. Alas, there is no way. It can only rain today. After school, the students rushed out of the classroom like a gust of wind, and I was the only one who walked behind gloomily. My classmates asked me why I was so glum, but I just smiled and said nothing. There were many students holding umbrellas in the queue. I tried to get close to the umbrella, hoping to get less wet. Out of school, I think, if such a heavy rain keeps pouring back, I will definitely catch a cold. Looking up at the way home, a familiar figure appeared not far away. Through the misty rain, I saw clearly that it was my mother, and my mother came. Isn't she still sick? But she came to pick me up and wait for me. When I walked in, my mother's face was still red and she should still have a fever. But as soon as she saw me, she quickly put an umbrella on my head. At that moment, my tears swirled in my eyes and I almost cried.

Maternal love is great, and maternal love is selfless and valuable. I will study hard in the future, repay my mother with excellent results, do more work and help my mother share some things within my power. I want to be a sensible, intelligent and filial boy.

Sending an umbrella in the rain 10 Great fatherly love is often reflected in small things. Growing up, I felt that fatherly love was very small, but after that incident, I had a different view on fatherly love.

That was when I was in the third grade. One day, the weather was bad and it suddenly rained cats and dogs. At this time, I was worried without an umbrella: mom and dad didn't get off work until six o'clock and couldn't pick me up. Then I'm not going to be a "drowned rat"? After school, some students hold up umbrellas and go out happily. Some students put on raincoats and are preparing to rush out. I took a book and blocked it. I rushed out in order to get home as soon as possible. When I arrived at the school gate, I found that the school gate had become a "parent wall". However, I simply ignored these and rushed out of the "parent wall".

When I reached the corner of Xiaodong, a familiar voice slowed me down. I listened carefully, ah! It's dad! "Dad!" The hoarse voice of the past cried loudly at this moment. At this time, I was almost drenched by the rain. My father ran to me in three steps and gave me the long-awaited umbrella. Suddenly, the umbrella became so huge that it seemed to cover every corner of the world. I walked carefully with an umbrella, and my eyes were blurred, and tears fell like broken beads. The mud splashed on the corners of trousers seems to have blossomed.

When I got home, my father poured me a cup of warm tea for fear that I might catch cold.

My father's love for me will never be forgotten in my life!

Sending an umbrella in the rain 1 1 He is just an ordinary junior high school student; He is just a scholar who walks on the road of art. Although he is ordinary, his helpfulness and his faint concern on that rainy day have impressed me deeply.

That day in the special class, because the painting was not very good, I was left behind by the teacher. Only three or four people were left behind in the classroom like me. When I got home, it was already dark. As soon as I got to the stairs, there was a flash of lightning, followed by the thunder of God beating drums, and it rained cats and dogs outside in an instant. I can't help worrying. There is no one in the classroom. How can I go home in such a heavy rain?

Just when I was at a loss, footsteps suddenly came from upstairs. I looked at the direction of footsteps like a savior, but when I saw the bearer clearly, my heart was half cold. Isn't this the "painting bully" in the next class? I just signed up for this painting class this semester. After only four or five classes, I heard about this "gold medal painter" in junior high school. He paints well, but he is cool. He doesn't like to talk at ordinary times, and his head is always slightly raised. He is very arrogant.

With his hands in his trouser pockets and an umbrella under his arm, the "Little Painter with Gold Medal" swaggered straight to the stairs as if I were air. A cold wind blew and I couldn't help sneezing. At this moment, he suddenly turned around, looked at me like a monster and asked, "Are you sick? No umbrella? " The sudden opening of the "Little Painter with Gold Medal" startled me, and I quickly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He shook his head at me and said without hesitation, "Come on, I'll take you home." I almost doubt that I heard wrong. Other students say he is cold! Will he really help me? Seeing my blank face, he urged me again: "Hurry up, it hurts me to death."

I walked with him in the rain. He is holding an umbrella in his left hand and his right hand is still in his trouser pocket. I stole a look at him, only to find that he gave me half of his umbrella, and the right half was exposed, almost getting wet! I quickly pushed his hand away with an umbrella and said, "Don't get wet." But he stubbornly moved back and said without looking back, "Stop fooling around, boy!" " "

Looking at his firm expression and wet clothes, although I was told, my heart was as sweet and warm as honey. It was stormy all the way, and the rain on the ground merged into thousands of streams, some of which were even muddy. But he braved the wind and rain and held an umbrella over my head. His shoes were soaked under his feet, but in order to take care of me as much as possible, he walked in the puddle with one foot deep and one foot shallow. ...

Suddenly, the rain seems to be no longer cold, but warm, with gentle care, "pattering, pattering" fell to the ground, splashing a happy splash. ......................................................................................................................

Go home. I lie prone on the window, staring at the direction of the "little painter with gold medal" through the fine raindrops, thinking quietly that rain, freezing cold and friendship make the rain have a temperature. ...

Sending an umbrella in the rain 12 "Hua, Hua" It began to rain. The sky was clear in Wan Li just now, and soon it will be overcast. Rain, like a downpour.

It was raining cats and dogs outside the window, but I was in a hurry in the classroom. Seeing the students leave, I am more anxious. I have no umbrella. What should I do? It's quiet in the classroom, but it's still raining outside.

At this moment, a petite and familiar figure came up to me with a red umbrella. I rubbed my eyes and saw "Ah, it's mom". I shouted: "mom, mom, I'm here!" " "At this time, I remembered that my mother had not recovered from a cold two days ago, and now ... my heart is so uncomfortable, without any shock! This makes me unable to express. ...

I took my mother's hand and walked through this waterway together. The puddle splashed like a naughty boy.

When I got home, I was dry all over, but my mother's other shoulder was soaked. "Mom, the umbrella is crooked." I whispered. And mom just casually said "no". I don't feel sore nose.

Until now, I still have a red umbrella, and the umbrella holder in the rain-mom, I want to say to you: "I love you forever!" " "

Sending an umbrella in the rain 13 One cloudy afternoon, Xiaohua Mall was watching TV at home when suddenly there was lightning and thunder outside the window. In an instant, it rained cats and dogs, and in a short time, there was a river outside the house.

At this moment, there was a hurried footstep in the distance, and Xiaohua Mall leaned his head out of the window to see what had happened. I saw frogs, turtles, ducklings and cocks rushing from a distance and getting soaked. Xiaohua Mall, a helpful person, immediately found the only small umbrella at home and rushed out. But there is only one umbrella. Who should I help? Xiaohua Mall rolled his eyes and used his head: the frog is the champion of swimming, and rainy days are the time for him to show his talents; Turtles swim in water much better than crawl on land; Duckling is also an expert swimmer and enjoys the reputation of "floating on the water"; Only the rooster is most afraid of rain and needs this umbrella most! After making up his mind, Xiaohua Mall shouted, "Rooster, please stay!" At this time, the rooster almost became a "drowned rat", and the white and tidy feathers that he usually prided himself on were in a mess, dragging his heavy footsteps and running breathlessly behind him. It heard Xiaohua Mall's call and stopped at once. Xiaohua Mall said with concern, "Rooster, this is your umbrella." The rooster gratefully took the umbrella and repeatedly said, "Xiaohua Mall, you send carbon in the snow! Thank you so much! " The rooster happily took Xiaohua Mall's umbrella and went home.

Looking at the cock's distant back, Xiaohua Mall smiled happily. It had a sweet dream that night.

Sending an umbrella in the rain 14 water is invisible, colorless and tasteless. It can hit people mercilessly, but what remains in my heart is colorful.

On that day, the sky was dark, sometimes accompanied by rumbling sounds, as if it would not be long before the sky would fall on people and make them unable to breathe. I don't know what the reason is, my mood began to be low, and I even wanted to be "isolated".

I walked casually, looking at the cars coming and going around me and the pedestrians passing by, and I began to think: Why didn't my mother pick me up? At this time, in normal times, she would have been by my side chatting with me.

Inexplicable melancholy hangs over me like a dark cloud in the sky, and I have walked out of school unconsciously. In front of me, the stone stretched the road under my feet. I am helpless and bored. I took a step forward and kicked a stone hard. Suddenly, a small drop of water the size of a bean fell into my hair tip, and then, one drop, two drops, three drops … all landed on my shoulders, back, cheeks … Ah, it rained heavily, but I didn't bring an umbrella. So I walked home quickly, but it suddenly occurred to me that maybe my mother was behind me, but I walked too fast.

So, I had a rest in the shade, didn't see my mother coming, and hurried home. Suddenly, I heard a hurried sound behind me, and I rushed forward without looking back. I walked faster when I felt it was getting darker and darker overhead and the raindrops were getting smaller and smaller. Worried about what if the bad guys are after you? At this thought, the darkness around seems to have turned into a hungry wolf and the cry of the wind family. Rain falling on treetops, house walls and cars, like a hidden sharp arrow, shines with cold light. I feel horrible. At this time, I heard a quick gasp behind me, and I suddenly turned back in fear. At this time, my mother appeared in my sight like a fairy, it was my mother! I couldn't speak at once and threw myself into my mother's arms, crying and laughing.

When I was holding my mother's hand, I inadvertently looked up and found a few drops of water jumping happily on the "red carpet". Sometimes they turned transparent and sometimes warm red. At this time, the red water drop is no longer the general rain on my mother's umbrella, but my mother's loving efforts to support my umbrella regardless of the wind and rain; This kind of red is the most powerful and warm safety color for my mother to open an umbrella before she can catch her breath. This kind of red is the brightest and brightest street view of the city at the moment when my mother is holding me and walking in the dusk, and it is also the best-looking and happiest warm color in my young mind that can never be erased. Considering this, when I gently shake my umbrella, those warm red water drops will drop into the soil. I believe the earth will be full of flowers.

Oh, the colorless crystal water is red and bright in my mind.

Sending an umbrella in the rain 15 When I was about to have lunch, I was doing my homework in the house when I suddenly heard deafening thunder. Then, it rained again. I looked out of the door, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground. Then, the lightning became brighter and the thunder became louder. Wow, trees, houses, I can't see clearly.

I suddenly thought of my father who didn't go back to the market. I thought my mother was cooking in the kitchen and didn't hear the rain. I quickly shouted to the kitchen: "mom-mom-it's raining!" Send an umbrella to dad! " Nobody answered twice, so I quickly found an umbrella to go out. Just arrived at the door, I saw my mother running with an umbrella. The water droplets splashed by raindrops and the muddy water on her feet have wet most of her pants. Mom has to pick up dad. I saw that she only had an umbrella that was playing. "How can an umbrella stop two people?" Mom is so careless! "I muttered in my heart and shouted," Mom, take another one-"I don't know if it's raining too hard, or if my mother runs forward in a panic, but she just wants to run forward.

I had to hold one in one hand and one in the other, and also rushed into the rain.

I just passed them when I ran forward. I turned around and stood still. I was about to stop them when I suddenly stopped. I saw the rain like a light blue sky.

Under the umbrella, the two of them talked and laughed. Mother seems to be holding something in her arms, hugging her father tightly. Where's Dad? Holding an umbrella in one hand and gently holding my mother in the other, I looked at the back of the two of them snuggling tightly, and then looked down at the umbrella in my hand. I smiled and suddenly felt how redundant this umbrella was.

I walked slowly back when I suddenly heard my mother calling me. I looked up and saw my mother coming to me from home with an umbrella. A little reproachfully, he said, "You can't write well at home. Why did you go?" Seeing that I still have an umbrella in my hand, I seem to understand. Distressed, I asked, "Is the clothes sweaty or wet?" Cold not cold? Go change! "

I smiled shyly, put away my umbrella and got under my mother's umbrella. Mother said, "You child, why don't you-"and then carried me back together.

As soon as I got to the door to change my shoes, I saw bananas and peanuts waiting for my favorite things on the table. That must have been bought by my father. He handed me a towel and urged me to wipe it quickly. I wiped my head and hands at random and grabbed a handful of peanuts. Oh, peanuts are not wet at all! Dad said, "Isn't your mother in her arms?" As a result, I was all wet. "

When changing clothes in the back room, my mother said to the outside, "How can I eat peanuts when they are wet?" ! Don't you want to take off your coat in the rain? "