rain

On the evening of Thursday, I went home from school, but God was angry at this time and had a downpour.

We were trapped in the downstairs of the school building. At that time, the lightning and thunder were scary. Some rain columns are thicker than the trunks, and they are straight to the ground, just like a rag doll in the sky is crying, never stops, never laughs. The rain cried the tree, and every leaf had tears flowing down. The rain blew the Miss Flower, and Miss Hua cried sadly. The rain is like a big bad guy, keeping the classmates in school and not letting us go home.

After waiting for a long time, the rain did not stop, and no parent came to pick up his own children. Some people cried and wanted to go back and hug the warm mother. I like: Mom should also like her own children, but they can't walk in to pick up their children, because the rain is really too big. I can't go home either.

It was a long time between the heavens and the earth, and it took about an hour to see the shadow of the parents. The noise heard by the ear is the noise of the rain. Finally, my mother came to pick me up. My mother smiled and said, "Let's go!" I still said as usual, "Good."

My mother and I disappeared into the rain, and after more than an hour, the rain finally stopped. The tree smiled, the flower lady became beautiful, and the rag doll in the sky finally smiled. It became a magician and changed the world back to its original appearance.

Third grade: Lin Jinyu