The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the love is getting stronger and stronger ... Every time I think of that day, I can't help but think of my mother struggling to hold an umbrella in the rain.
I remember that I was only 10 years old that year. In order to improve my English, my mother signed me up for an English improvement class at Liwen School in Hong Kong Middle Road. That school is only a few stops from my home, but my mother doesn't trust me to go alone, so she always sees me off and picks me up on time.
I remember once, as usual, my mother and I took bus No.228 to school together. I don't know when the sky suddenly turned cloudy. My mother watched me enter the school gate and left.
It was raining cats and dogs outside when I finished school. Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry. I saw many parents picking up their children from school, but my parents were gone. Watching them leave one by one, I can't help but feel anxious: why hasn't my mother come to pick me up yet? Is something wrong? Or did you go home by yourself?
Other students have been picked up by their parents, so why not see you-mom? I can't help feeling sad. However, when I looked up, a familiar figure appeared in front of me-was it her, mom? Suddenly, I heard: "Wang Yu, go home!" " "A look, turned out to be my mother shouted not far away. A closer look shows that her hair has been wet by the rain and her clothes have been soaked.
She said loudly again, "Please, I just bought you two umbrellas and a dress. Put it on quickly! " ! Don't freeze. "Hmm …" I didn't realize that I was left out until I heard what my mother said.
Mother took out a thick dress from her bag and put it on me slowly. Besides, my mother is so thin, I wonder why she is still wearing so little. Mother didn't care and said, "I left in a hurry." I came home, took your clothes and left. I'm afraid you were so anxious that you forgot to add a dress for yourself ... "Looking at my mother, my eyes were wet.
The more it rains, the more my mother loves me.