Umbrella traffic police Wuhu composition

1. It rained again today. Today's rain reminds me of one thing.

It's a cloudy afternoon.

When the bell rang, I stretched myself and was about to go home. At this time, the weather was bad, thunder and lightning flashed, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. I didn't bring my umbrella. What should I do now?

At this time, my mood is as gloomy as the sky. The rain in the sky seems to be falling bit by bit.

Falling in my heart makes me feel helpless and helpless. I really want someone to pick me up with an umbrella. This is my only thought. But after a long time, I didn't see anyone, and my mood began to be a little agitated. I don't think waiting here is the way. If my family doesn't pick me up, I'll stand here all night. No, I have to get back at once. No, we wait! Just when I was disappointed to rush into the rain, I waited and waited. "NiNi" heard a familiar and kind voice in the distance, and I quickly recognized it as my mother! It's my dear mother! I almost cried for joy. My mother's figure is approaching me quickly. By this time, I had forgotten my helplessness and anxiety before and ran to my mother. When I came to my mother, I saw nothing in her hand and asked, "Mom, do you have an umbrella?" My mother said to me shyly, "I'm afraid you've been waiting for a long time. Come to work directly with an umbrella before going home, but it's ok for two people to take an umbrella." Walking on the muddy road, in the dense raindrops, I looked at my mother. Time suddenly stopped. I couldn't believe my eyes: a young mother with silver hair and many tiny wrinkles around her eyes. ...

Mother's half body has been wet by the rain, but her face is always smiling. I've been thinking about this problem all the way, and I didn't realize until I got home that my mother regarded my happiness as her own and my pain as her own.

At this time, I secretly made up my mind that I must study hard and repay my mother's spring-like love with sincere heart forever. ...

2. Feeling in the wind and rain

Xing Xiaotian, Class 1, Grade 9, Wangzhuangzi Middle School, Liangtou Town, Jinghai County, Tianjin.

Unconsciously, the sun set and the moon hung high in the sky, but in a short time, the crescent moon was covered by dark clouds, and the rain gradually began to fall, scattered, from slow to fast, and pedestrians in the street rushed home. Gradually, it is raining harder and harder, and there are fewer and fewer people. The street is empty. The wind is blowing, and I am the only one left in the street.

I was the only one walking in the street, aimlessly, not knowing where to go.

Yes! Where can I go? Friend's house? It's too far. Internet cafe? But that's where bad teenagers gather. Going home? Hum, they only know grades, grades! In their eyes, good grades are the most important thing, but this time I completely let them down.

My grades have dropped by so many places. I feel ashamed in the eyes of teachers and students who are surprised and disappointed, but this is the reality. If you don't pay, you can get nothing, or you can annoy them. I think so. But it is the first time for me to rank so low, so my heart is stormy, but unlike reality, the dark clouds don't cover the moon, but cover the sun in my heart.

My hair, clothes and shoes are all wet, and the wind is strong, so cold, so cold. I continue to walk in this lonely night. In this empty street, all the people in the street have lit the lights and may be having dinner. This scene makes people feel very warm, thus revealing a happy expression, but it is enough to make a lonely person leave sad and helpless tears. Life!

What are they doing? Will you be worried about me? I don't think so, because they don't care much about me. What they want is not children, but high marks. What's more, their grades have dropped this time, and the teacher will definitely call. Going home is also scolded.

At this moment, a bicycle came slowly. A man is jogging on a bicycle. There is a child wrapped up in the back seat of the bicycle. Judging from the exposed long hair, it is a girl, and the woman may be his mother. It is also a trot to give them an umbrella. It should be to the hospital! What a touching picture, I whispered in my heart. Suddenly, my heart ached. Didn't this scene happen to me? I had a high fever when I was a child. They are very anxious. They quickly wrapped me in a coat and pushed the cart to the hospital. They gave me a push for fear that I would fall. It rained that day. She followed us with an umbrella, but he punched her and hit the child. What do you care? Oh, they are my parents! They love me, too. Yes, there are parents who don't love their children. Everyone expresses love in different ways. Is it because I misunderstood them too deeply? The dark clouds in my heart have decreased.

I smiled and stood by the guardrail of the bridge and looked down to see the refined gas from the rain falling on the water. Unfortunately, it's too dark to see the water, only to hear the sound. Will it make people think that I killed myself if I stand here? That would be interesting, but I'm not that stupid. Yes, I still want to fight! It is also possible to make progress if your grades drop! There are parents in the world who don't want their children to succeed, but want their daughters to succeed!

The rain stopped, the wind stopped, the moon showed half a face, the rain in my heart stopped, and the wind stopped.

"Rain, where are you?" It's mom's voice. I turned and walked towards her. Gently shouted: mom. She cried and held me in her arms. At this time, my father and uncles also came, and my good friend Yi waved his fist at me. "What are you doing running around? Let everyone worry. For you to harm us ... "She stopped. I'm busy apologizing to everyone. It means I just want to relax and have no other thoughts. Let them worry and ask for forgiveness.

Dad held out his hand and said, "Go home!"

"hmm." I should cry.

The rain has completely stopped, the moon is high in the sky, bright, and the dark clouds in my heart have dissipated. The rain has stopped, the sun has come out, and a beautiful rainbow, a rainbow of love, has appeared in my heart, which can lead me to success.

3. Feeling in the storm

Warmth is like an oasis in the desert, which can offer sweet spring to those who trudge in the desert. Warmth is like a ray of sunshine in the dark, which can give people trapped in the dark a glimpse of hope.

Warmth is like a spring breeze, which can bring a breath of resurrection to people in winter.

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Like a stream of living water, it gradually moistens people's hearts, and like a breeze, it blows across the fields and opens people's hearts. No matter where you are, you need it on any occasion-warmth.

In real life, warmth spreads all the time. When you are in trouble and helpless in some things, and someone gives you a helping hand, comforts you, enlightens you and gives you hope in despair, then you will feel the power of warmth.

I remember once, I failed in the exam again and fell into the quagmire of failure. After school at noon, dark and thick clouds covered the sky tightly, and the weather was sultry. "It seems that a storm is coming." I guess, tears have accumulated in the corner of my eyes, communication is not smooth, my study is frustrated, and my parents' good intentions are like this dark cloud, pressing me straight. Dark clouds occupied the originally clear sky, and time suddenly came to the evening, which was frightening. The leaves are also stained with a layer of fatigue, and the wind is playing with them. They are faded and lifeless.

My mood is like this day, gloomy and cold. A gust of wind blew and I couldn't help shivering. At this time, I, like a kite with a broken thread, lost my direction, confidence and courage. Rain, pouring down, I, let the rain wash away; I'm soaked to the skin, and the chill is eating away at my body. Walking, the more you think about it, the more painful it is. Finally, naughty tears welled up, mixed with rain, bitter and salty.

I don't know when the rain on my head was blocked by a light blue umbrella. Looking back, it turned out to be Mr. Lin, the head teacher! I was stunned. My weak teacher stood in the rain and held an umbrella for me. I recall the teachers' spiritual encouragement and financial aid at ordinary times. Teachers' teaching that "diligence is the source of success" and "will is the soil of the strong and the grave of the weak" clearly echoed in my mind. When the living expenses can't be turned over, she will not hesitate to help me. Who can I cry for when I think about this? So, I immediately dried my tears. Teacher Lin sent me back to her house, found my son's clothes to change into, and dried my hair. Then she went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold and told me to take good care of my health. After drinking ginger soup, I told her about my failure in the exam. The teacher comforted me and said, "Life is not smooth sailing, and there is no doomed failure. Unless you give up, as long as you do your best and have a clear conscience." Remember, failure is the mother of success, and teachers will always support you! "

A teacher is like the sun, and her words are like sunshine. She gave me sunshine, and several rays of sunshine entered my open heart, shone into my heart, lit up the darkness and cold in my heart, warmed my cold heart, and finally I deeply realized the power of warmth. Under the guidance and encouragement of the teacher, I rekindled the flame of struggle, mustered the courage of "rebirth", walked out of the gloomy canyon of life, and succeeded in exams again and again.

There are joys and happiness in life, as well as sadness and pain. When you are sad and painful, warmth is a beam of sunshine, soothing pain and driving away darkness; It is the spring breeze to solve suffering and setbacks; This is a road in out of the dark Canyon.

Let the warmth of mankind penetrate the dark canyon, and let the warm flame burn out the indifference of the world; Let's lend a helping hand and spread the warmth to everyone and every corner of the world. Let's become a carrier of warmth, spread warmth, and make the world a beautiful and warm world.

Life needs warmth. When others give you warmth, you should also give others more warmth, so that the world will become a harmonious and warm space!