Tears in the rain

When we were young, tears were the best tool to spoil your parents. Growing up, I feel that tears can best express the thoughts in my heart. There are many kinds of tears, but there is a kind of tear that I think is the purest. This kind of tears flowed down because of deep feelings in my heart or my heart was very excited. I call it "True Tears!"

Just on the 7th to the 8th of this month, the typhoon anemone came to Zhejiang in a grand way. The captain where I am located is also the place where the sea anemone must pass. This period of time is an important day for me to learn the brushwork. From my home to the place where I learn the brushwork, I have to go back and forth for more than 40 minutes. I said to my mother, "Mom, the weather is not good these days. We still don't want to go to school. I can practice at home!" Mom said: "It doesn't matter, my mother can't eat it, you have to practice it!" A few days are okay, although it sometimes rains, but not too big, my mother is easy to go back and forth. At the time of school on the 7th, there was a light rain in the sky, but then, the rain grew bigger and bigger, it was already heavy rain! I stood at the door and looked anxiously at the distance. I saw my mother in a raincoat and drove me on an electric car. My eyes are moist: Mom, you are too hard! At this time, my brain is full of my mother’s usual words to me. I only heard: “What do you want? I am not coming up soon!” I quickly got into my mother’s raincoat. Suddenly, my eyes were dark and I could only listen. The sound of rain on the raincoat. Gradually, I felt my shoes soaked and my feet were wet! We are heading for the wind and rain, I feel that the speed of the car is getting slower and slower. It is estimated that my mother's glasses are wet by the rain and the eyes are blurred! After a long, long time, we finally got home, my shoes were soaked, and the legs were soaked, but the rest was not wet at all. And mom? The glasses are blurred, her face is full of rain, and the shoes and skirts are wet, just like just getting out of the water!

Seeing my mother's appearance, my tears couldn't help but flow down: Mom blocked me from the wind and rain, and paid so much for me, but I can't do anything for my mother.

Mom saw me crying and comforted me and said, "Stupid child, what are you crying! Mom is fine, what is the storm? If you practice the word better, my mother will be happy!"

After listening to my mother's words, my tears seemed to be surging, and I was out of control, but I still opened my mouth and said, "Mom, I didn't cry! This is my hair getting wet, now the rain is flowing. Come down, I will go to the floor and wipe it off. You can go to take a shower!"

Said, I went upstairs. When I turned around and turned my back to my mother, my tears were like two waterfalls, flying down my cheeks: Mom, I must practice the brush and I must practice. The results are for you! Trust me!

Grade 6 of Jin Jinguo, Shangyu City, Shaoxing, Zhejiang: Xu Yuting