Time i like water flowing in general, a lot of the paed day with the memory ha diappeared, and fade. But one thing, let me remember, deeply touched-that a depth of a mother' love.
That morning I wa jut about to go to chool, back choolbag mother handed me an umbrella, aid: "jingjing, the weather forecat today have rain, or take your umbrella with you." I looked up at the ky, the clear ky, how can it rain? I threw out the door to run away and diappear, an umbrella.
While at noon of time, uddenly chool, thunder and lightning flah torm under a ruh. The rain gear with the tudent went home, other have been parent picked up. My father taught chool in the field, never coming home at noon. Jut right, mom thi few day a high fever under drip. I don't think omeone will come to meet me. I it in the claroom, again naty and hungry, wa looking out the window of the heavy rain, hua hua traight I couldn't help crying.
At thi time, the heavy rain in appeared a familiar figure. Oh, mom!!!! Gale heavy rain eem to be wallowed up the mother like. Mom truggled hard to me about.
"Jingjing, come here, wear a raincoat." Mother, talking and take off on the raincoat over my body. At thi time, it wa raining harder and harder. My mother' hair, on the face, body all under the rain thoroughly. Looking at the "rat" like mom, looked at her the pale face, I can't help but cry up......由好作网www.hAOzuowEn.com整理