20 16 Gaizhou Elementary School Grade Five Mid-term Examination Chinese Composition

Some people say that maternal love is like a lamp, illuminating our way. Yes, women are fragile, but mothers are strong. Without the help of selfless maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert. But I said, maternal love is like an umbrella of love in the rain, which opens a warm beginning.

One day after school, I just wanted to go home, but today's weather is like a child's face. It changes when you say it. It was sunny just now, but it's getting dark now. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and heavy rain fell like an arrow. Then, with a splash, the small pond of the school was suddenly filled with rain, and thunder sounded from time to time.

The rain is getting heavier and the mood is getting worse. I thought, "Oh, what a nuisance, I'm going to get wet again."

After school, I saw my mother. My mother came running with an umbrella, and she opened it. When I got home, I was still nagging about why it rained today.

When I got home, my mother was soaked through. She didn't take a shower, but went straight to the kitchen to cook dinner for me.

I accidentally saw my mother's feet in the shower. Ah! Mom's feet are bleeding. I was lost in thought, and soon I understood.

I asked my mother, "Mom, did the wound get hit by the rain and then bleed?" Mom nodded.

At that moment, I cried. ......

I feel ashamed and my heart is pounding. It suddenly occurred to me that my mother had just helped me carry my schoolbag in the rain, warmed me with her body, protected me, and tried to prevent me from being blown by the ruthless cold wind. Don't let the rain hit me like an arrow

My heart, suddenly, felt a kind of unspeakable taste.

Maybe the ordinary blue umbrella in the rain is a maternal love.