After the rain

Outside the window, the rain is so big.

With the ringing of school bells, my father was already at the door of the classroom. A day of boring learning made me feel restless, frowning and resentfully slamming my bag to my father, and my companions, talking and talking, and down the stairs.

Along the way, I did not find that my father kept holding an umbrella for me. I walked empty-handedly, and my father, carrying a schoolbag for me, and an umbrella for me.

Out of the school gate, came to the locomotive, Dad was collecting the umbrella, and the schoolbag was placed in the trunk, and I had to stare at it, and I was at a loss. Wearing a raincoat, I found a big problem: there is only one helmet, and such a big rain, no helmet. How to survive this long distance?

At this moment, Dad resolutely took off the helmet and put the helmet on my head. The remaining temperature of the father remained in the helmet. It was so warm and warm, like a clear spring, nourishing the dry heart, like a spring yang , to open the hail of winter. At this moment, I clearly heard the sound of flowers, golden, I know, the flower of happiness has been quietly blooming in the depths of my heart,

At this moment, my world is spring.

The rain hit the face, blurring the line of sight, but I clearly saw that Dad grasped the faucet in one hand and wiped the rain on the lens with one hand. A stream of heat rushed into my heart and hovered in my heart. I don’t know if it’s rain or tears. I didn't cry, because I laughed, I laughed for my happiness, laughed at my father's love for me, never had a quiet, never had a deep, never had a good.

Unconsciously, when I got home, my heart, there was a gorgeous father-loving rainbow!

The second day: 飈飈 dominates the whole earth