An umbrella holds up a composition for the mid-term exam.

Love is infinite. It is like an umbrella, sheltering you from the wind and rain. Love is when you inadvertently, love quietly passed by, but you didn't pay attention. How great love is. Many things I love fade away with time, but there is one thing I always remember deeply, and that is the deep maternal love.

"Zhenhua, going to school." My mother said that I had just been allowed to leave after I packed my things. This is when my mother came. She said, "Zhenhua, the weather forecast says it will rain heavily today, so take an umbrella." Then he handed me the umbrella. This is the day I watched. Wan Li is clear, without a trace of dark clouds. I think: It may really rain in such fine weather. I threw away my umbrella and ran out of the house.

At school, after the third class, it began to rain cats and dogs. After school in the afternoon, the rain still didn't stop. At this time, I remembered what my mother said and listened to my mother's advice a long time ago. Now I won't fall back into this ending. Now, mom has a backache and dad is on a business trip. It seems that no one has come to meet me. I endured hunger and watched my classmates walk out of school with umbrellas one by one.

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared outside the classroom, "Oh! It turned out to be mom. " I said, my mother came to me, took off her raincoat and put it on for me. At this time, my mother walked out of the school with an umbrella. On the way home, water droplets wet my mother's trouser legs, and my face flushed. Go home.

An umbrella holds up a sky, and my mother's umbrella brings me happiness and joy. He encouraged me and inspired me to grow.