rain

I leaned in front of the window, watching the rain dripping outside, the water beads hitting the glass and making a squeaking sound. The people on the road came and went in a hurry. I looked up at the sky and seemed to use countless roots. The spider web and the earth are closely linked together, and it floats in the air like a silky silk, giving me unlimited imagination.

On the way home from school, I didn't bring an umbrella. The mung bean-sized raindrops hit me. One drop, two drops... The rose on the side of the road was beautifully decorated with rain, like a few The crystal is on the petals, the grass in the flower bed is more and more green, and suddenly a large drop of rain hits my head and interrupts my thoughts. I just swayed, I ran, I wanted to get home soon. The rain under the feet ignited a piece of water on the ground, as if the rain hit the surface of the water and the layer continued. The rain dripped from my hair on my nose, and I wiped it from my hands over and over again.

Finally arrived home, I just got ready to enter the door and saw Grandma standing between the corridors, as if looking at something, my grandmother saw me, a smile on her face, she handed the towel on her hand to me.

In the evening, I thought about it all.

The second session of the 11th Binjiang Middle School in Qiaokou District, Wuhan, Hubei Province: Rong Qiwen