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"Call-Call" screamed and smirked, raised its sharp claws and patted the tall, tall body of the tree by the roadside. The white cloud baby in the sky was driven away by the "Thunder Gong" and "Electric Mother", and in exchange for standing guards turned into a dark cloud. The dark clouds of the sky are gathered together, like a black net covering the earth. A large number of "Golden Peas" descended from the sky, and it seemed that a raindrop dance was held. Under the drums of Lei Gonggong, a cheerful dance step was danced. I remember that time, the sky was also pouring rain.

"What to do? What to do? How can I go home this time?" I looked at the "rain doll" that had fallen from the sky without an umbrella. I was anxiously groaning. I watched the classmates around me go home with the umbrella one by one. I couldn’t sit still anymore. I walked around in the lobby and was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. I looked intently at the "Golden Peas" that fell from the sky, I really hope they can stop. The naughty little raindrops seem to be against me, the bigger and bigger, like the splash, like the inverted. The sky gradually pulled down the black curtain, and I was more anxious, and my feet were straight on the floor. Xiaolan, a classmate, saw me in a hurry, came over and patted my shoulder and asked, "Sai, it’s so late, why don’t you go home?" Looking at her concerned eyes, I finally couldn’t help it. The tears are like broken pearls, and they keep falling down. I sobbed and said: "I forgot to bring an umbrella, I can't go home!" Xiao Yan saw my helpless look, and smiled awkwardly. She waved her umbrella and smiled and said, "You don't, I have wow! We don't have to go home with an umbrella?" After listening to her, I was so moved that I couldn't speak. On the way home with Otaru, she moved the umbrella to me a lot, and the rain hit her and wet her neat clothes. I choked and wanted to talk, but I couldn’t say anything. Suddenly, Xiao Yan pointed at his own feet and said, "Yah, my shoelaces are loose." After I finished, I bent down. I didn't know that there was a "cheat" and I didn't look down. When I bowed my head, Xiaoxi disappeared. I looked forward, she waved to me in the rain, and shouted in her mouth: "Goodbye!" Looking at her distant figure, my throat was like a thousand steel needles, which was unusually uncomfortable. My eyes were wet, and I didn't live up to the tears and flowed down my cheeks. But this time, it was touched. She gave me the umbrella, but she went home in the rain, and she would definitely catch a cold. How much she thought about me. Xiao Yan’s concern for me in this cold rainy day gave me a touch of touch, a touch of sweetness and a touch of warmth.

Although there are unpredictable storms in the sky, the truth is always there. Xiao Yan’s concern for me is deeply imprinted on my mind, making me feel warm from time to time.

Fifth grade: the melody of the piano

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