Light blue love

Whenever I see the light blue umbrella in my corner, I think of things a few years ago, and now I think about it. Still fresh in memory.

That was a few years ago, and the day was cloudy, as if it would never be scattered. I am a kindergarten, it is the time of nature. I listened to the teacher in the kindergarten to tell the story very quickly. I took the class in a short time. The next time I had already poured rain on the outside, I stood at the door of the classroom and saw a familiar figure from a distance. I suddenly thought of it. My mother, walking towards me in the rain, with a light blue umbrella. I smiled and ran towards my mother. My mother and I laughed and walked happily. Suddenly, I saw that most of my mother’s body was exposed outside the umbrella. The rain hit the mother's hair, shoulders, and even a drop of naughty drops hanging on the mother's eyelashes, moving with the mother's eyes. Curious, I saw my mother jumping like an umbrella and said: "Mom, mother, your umbrella is off." Mom shook her head: "No bias, no bias." I am convinced: "Do not believe you." Look, most of your body is exposed." Mom still shook his head: "No bias, no bias." At that time I was small, I don't know what it meant, I turned my doubts back home. It took a long time to fade away.

Now that I am growing up, my mother is getting old, and my head is taller than my mother. Now I am already in the third grade.

It was so exciting to solve the problem in the classroom that day, so that the students were gone, I don’t know. When I looked up the window, it was already a downpour. I thought: I have to fall back to the chicken. But when I looked at the door, I found that my mother was standing at the door with the light blue umbrella. The scene a few years ago was completely printed on my mind again. But this time I used an umbrella to help my mother to fight, still playing like that, my mother and I turned over and still like that... What did you think of? Still returning home like that.

It seems that the cloudy thing in the sky is gone. The umbrella is still there, the light blue. From that moment on, I understand what love is! What is true love! ! ! ! ! !

Nancun Middle School Juniors: Yan Jiaqi