1 an umbrella
There are many familiar faces, but few unforgettable faces. There is a stranger who branded a red mark in my mind, so that I will never forget her.
She came and left in a hurry. I talked to her for only a few minutes. I didn't even know her name, but it was the person I didn't know who helped me when I needed help most.
Remember one day in fourth grade. When I packed my textbooks at school and prepared to go home from school, the weather made a big joke with me. It was sunny and cloudless just now. Now there are dark clouds and lightning. Because I didn't bring an umbrella today, I had to wait for my parents at school. After a while, it rained heavily. At this time, I suddenly remembered that my parents were not at home today. Now, I'm finished. There's almost no one in the school. I'm the only one left.
It's still raining outside, and I'm still waiting at school. Seeing the sky slowly getting dark, the rain didn't stop, but it became bigger and bigger. As soon as my heart cooled, I decided to rush back like this. Just then, a red car came speeding in the rain and stopped at the school gate. An aunt in a black dress went to school with an umbrella. "Strange, who is she? There are no people in the school. Why is she here?" the aunt has two umbrellas in her hand. She may have come to pick up her children. The aunt looked around at the school. Finally, she walked in front of me and asked me, "children, do you know ah Ming?" "yes, Ah Ming is my friend. Who are you?" "I'm his mother, where has he gone?" "he went home with his umbrella." "Oh, why don't you go home, don't you have an umbrella?" "well." I was sad "Then I'll lend you this umbrella. Just give it to Ah Ming tomorrow." "thank you, aunt." after that, the aunt supported her umbrella and drove away. At this time, a warm current rushed from her heart to her brain and warmed up. Finally, I took the umbrella home.
It is this umbrella that taught me to help others through difficulties when others are in trouble, and to have the spirit of being willing to help others and sacrificing myself. I have returned that umbrella to Ah Ming's mother. That aunt is the lamp and paving stone of my life. She is simply a living Lei Feng.
2 remember a blue umbrella
My sight has been hampered by this blue umbrella for so long
The blue is as clear as the sky.
On those rainy days when I was a child, my mother always came to school to pick me up with a blue umbrella. My head was blue, and my shoulders were shrouded in blue. All I could see was a blue rain free sky.
One rainy day later, I looked up and talked to my mother, but I accidentally found that my mother's half of the sky was a gloomy gray. The wind mixed with raindrops fell into my mother's gray sky. My mother's shoulder was wet, and my hair in front of my forehead was wet. But I was still in a blue rain free sky.
"Mom, the umbrella is crooked." I reminded. "No, the umbrella is not crooked." my mother gently replied, and my eyes fell on the tilted umbrella handle. "It's true, the umbrella is really crooked." my mother said stubbornly: "no, really not..."
Later, when I grew up, I no longer asked my mother to pick me up on rainy days. The blue umbrella faded year by year in the cabinet. I once thought I had forgotten it.
Maybe it's a coincidence. It's another rainy day and the blue umbrella. Under the umbrella is still my mother and me, but this will be me holding the umbrella. I'm as tall as my mother holding the umbrella.
My eyes fell on the umbrella handle unconsciously, which was mixed with the scene when I was a child. My mother was shrouded in a blue rainless sky, and my shoulders and hair were wet.
"The umbrella is crooked." my mother reminded me. "No, it's not crooked." "it's true, the umbrella is really crooked." my mother repeated. "Mom, it's not crooked, it's not crooked." there was a long silence under the umbrella, but I saw a crystal bead of water across my mother's cheek.
The faded umbrella is as clear as the sky again.
I finally understand that for so long, my mother has supported a rain free sky for me. Now, I want to give my mother a happy day, even if Meng Jiao said: who says an inch of grass heart will get three spring rays.
Therefore, my sight was tied to the blue umbrella. I was the one who fought under the light every night, and I was the one who shuttled to the make-up place every weekend
All this comes from the tilted blue umbrella.
That blue, as clear as the sky, makes my eyes dare not move away, never move away!!!
3 inclined umbrella
My heart, for so long, has been hampered by a strong family affection
That blue, pure as the sky.
When I was a child, whenever it rained, my mother would pick me up at school with a blue umbrella. My head was blue and my shoulders were shrouded in blue. All I could see was a blue, rainless sky.
Later, on a rainy day, I looked up and talked to my mother, but I found that half of my mother's sky was a gloomy gray. The violent wind mixed with raindrops fell into my mother's gray sky, and the raindrops dropped down along my mother's wet hair on her forehead. But I was still in the blue, speechless sky.
"Mom, the umbrella is crooked." I reminded. "No, the umbrella is not crooked." my mother gently replied. My eyes fell on the tilted umbrella handle. "Really, it is not crooked." my mother said stubbornly.
Later, I grew up and didn't want my mother to pick me up on rainy days. The blue umbrella faded year by year in the erosion of years. I once forgot it.
Maybe it was a coincidence. It was another rainy day, or the blue umbrella. Under the umbrella was my mother and me. I was as tall as my mother.
My eyes fell on the umbrella unconsciously, mixed with the scene when I was a child. My mother's head was blue, and my shoulders were also shrouded in blue. While I, a few drops of water fell from my hair and my clothes were wet.
"The umbrella is crooked!" my mother reminded me. "No, the umbrella is not crooked." "crooked, really crooked." my mother repeated stubbornly. "No, the umbrella is not crooked." there was endless silence under the umbrella. Suddenly looking back, I saw several blue tears across my mother's weathered cheek.
Finally understand that for so long, my mother has supported a blue, rainless sky for me. Now, how I want to support a happy, rainless sky for my mother. Who says that an inch of grass heart can report the three spring rays!
Therefore, my heart has been tied to my mother's deep love for a long time. In the quiet night, I am the one who studies hard; in the prosperous city, I am the one who shuttles through various cram schools on weekends
All this is because of the faded, tilted but full of love umbrella. The blue is as pure as water; the family affection makes me bound forever.
4 childhood umbrella
It rained again. I leaned against the window and looked at the chaos with some schadenfreude. A junior boy rushed to the school gate with his schoolbag. I was secretly glad that his mother had prepared a raincoat. Suddenly, a thin figure of his mother in a raincoat rushed out of the rain net and hurried to the boy. The petite mother wiped the rain on the boy's head with pity , while carrying the schoolbag to his hand
Somehow, the little things in life like this make my eyes blurred. In this rainy day, wisps of warm sunshine remind me that I have the same umbrella
When I was a child, I loved rain best. The clearest part of my hazy memory was that on the way back from kindergarten, I was always wrapped layer after layer by my parents' fat clothes with body temperature. I looked excitedly at the cold and humid street outside the umbrella, and then looked back leisurely at my mother's red face. I deeply felt that the world inside the umbrella was really warm and comfortable , never want to leave.
When I was a teenager, my parents came home from work very late. Every day it rained, Miss yuan, who always lived next to me and taught me Chinese, sent me. The old black umbrella seemed to never be straight and always biased towards me. In the glittering and icy rain curtains, the black umbrella was crooked for 4 years
When I grow up, I no longer need others to hold an umbrella for me. Whenever it rains, I fantasize about walking alone with an umbrella and feeling the mood of the rainy season.
In life, there will always be storms, rain and snow, but don't forget that you also have an umbrella, an umbrella of family affection. With this umbrella, there will be no lonely dead corner and incurable scars in your heart; with this umbrella, people in adversity will always get a strong upward driving force; with this umbrella, the world will be full of the warmth and sunshine of love!
When the boat of life is tired, this umbrella will always be your harbor; when the young horse gallops, this umbrella has become a roadside post station
It is this magical umbrella that gives you a rain free sky and gives you warmth, hope and motivation. At the same time, you should also repay with a friendly and warm heart and hold up a warm umbrella for others
Now my parents are far away from me and go to work in other places. I don't know where Mr. Yuan was. I rarely carry an umbrella when it rains. But I hide a precious umbrella in my heart, which will accompany me through one rainy day after another.
I am an umbrella
I am a beautiful little flower umbrella. My master loves me very much.
As soon as spring came, she took me out of the warehouse and photographed the dust on me. I cheered up and prepared for the first ray of sunshine. Today, the host was going to my classmate's house. The sun was hot. The host opened me. I was very happy all the way. I met many old friends. They praised me, saying that I was a good friend of mankind and served mankind diligently. I blushed , the Joker said "thank you" to them. After a while, I began to dry my mouth. I couldn't hold on, but my friends cheered me up. Finally, I came to the host's classmate's house. I sat in the cool corner and had a good sleep.
Once again, it was raining cats and dogs, but there were no vegetables at home. The owner needed to go out to buy vegetables. I had to go out again.
As soon as I went out, I was soaked. The rain mercilessly hit me, but I didn't say a word. "Serving the people, we must work hard and bear no grudges." this sentence has been kept in mind since I worked. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, as if it was about to penetrate me. I immediately became vigilant and tightened my body.
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, winter came. I thought I was going to enter the warehouse again. I was sad for several days. Later, I heard the master and her mother say that this winter is much colder than before and it will definitely snow. I cheered. A few days later, it really snowed, and the master is going to go out to see the snow. I think this may be the last time to go out this year. I must go out Do your best. When you get to the door, the master cheers when he sees the snow, holds me up and runs out. Soon I have a pile of snow on my body