umbrella

It is another rainy day. I propped up a small umbrella and walked silently in the rain. There is no usual playfulness and groaning, only the raindrops hit the ticking of the umbrella. Looking through the rain curtain, a small flower umbrella moves in the wind and rain, woven into a beautiful picture.

When you walk with an umbrella in the rain, you may think this is a poetic. You don't have to pay attention to the sloping rain around you, quietly taking your own path. Look up, you will find a beautiful sun on the top of the head, but that is the color of the umbrella, not the true color of the sky. If you want to know this real sky, then please go out and cover the umbrella. Maybe you will be full of the torment of the wind and rain, the weight of frost and snow, but this is the real life. You have grown up, no longer the darling who curled up under the mother's wings. One day, you will understand that only happiness is far from being the whole life.

Let us walk out of the temptation of the umbrella, we can withstand the test of the wind and rain. The embrace of maternal love is warm, but the sky outside is our real world!

Third day: midsummer