Slipping on a rainy day, passers-by help with composition.

I really don't like rain, even the spring rain that moistens everything, and the continuous autumn rain is no exception. Maybe it's because I have a sunny personality and like all outdoor sports. But the rain is bad for me, forcing me to stay at home quietly. So whenever it rains, I can only lie on the windowsill and stare blankly out of the window. You see, just then, it began to rain outside.

Unwilling to be lonely, I put on my new raincoat and walked down the street. When I came to the street, I was greeted by a refreshing breeze. The dilapidated buildings have also been baptized by the rain. Plus messy and charming rain. So that my depressed mood has been completely released. So, I have a new understanding of rain.

The streets are full of people who are panicked by the sudden attack of rain. They all flew back with their heads in their arms. Suddenly, my eyes were fixed on an old man riding a tricycle. He stepped on it slowly, just like in the movie. I couldn't help thinking, "well, it's just a broken three-wheel." As for that kind of exaggeration. " I walked over and suddenly, my heart trembled slightly. It turned out that Grandpa's tricycle was full of vegetables. At this moment, I seem to see a poor family. Children go out to work, leaving only these two lonely old people at home. I suddenly have an impulse to help him ride a tricycle home. But my body seems to be fixed and motionless. While I was hesitating, several "red scarves" ran happily and pushed grandpa's tricycle together. With the help of the children, grandpa's tricycle gradually disappeared from my sight. I can't help but be moved by the beautiful hearts of the children. At that moment, I felt: "It's nice to rain".