Write a Chinese composition of not less than 600 words. Today, I want to speak my mind.

Words that can't be said are scattered in my heart. Over time, words piled up and became a habit. Everything is hidden in the bottom of my heart, quietly, occasionally thinking, can not help but sigh; Occasionally think of it, inexplicably sad; Occasionally I can't help but miss it; When I think about it occasionally, I panic for no reason. Today, I want to speak my mind.

Unconsciously, the classroom has been covered with a layer of black gauze, the sky is gray, there is no sun, no clouds, and there is no sound of victory on the basketball court. Finally, I heard the word "after school", picked up my packed bag and rushed out of the classroom like a rocket. It was summer, but I saw the fallen leaves, and the wind blew them away, and I saw the scene that should have appeared in autumn. Out of the school gate, bean-sized raindrops followed. I forgot to bring my umbrella. Now, I keep walking in the rain. Step up, look at the red light that hasn't turned into a green light for a long time, and look at the parents of classmates picking up and dropping off over there, which is inexplicable. ...

It's raining harder and harder, and I wrote a sad song in my ear. Walking on the bridge, I saw the water rolling on the bridge. Those wet shoes, slightly wet schoolbags, and bangs dripping with rain let the rain drip into my eyes and flow into my mouth. In front of passers-by, I became the focus of attention, because no one shuttled through the rain without an umbrella. I tried to wipe the rain from the corner of my eyes so as not to be misunderstood as tears. ...

I know that I am a middle school student, and this little thing is nothing. I know that a smooth life is not perfect. I know we need to learn to be independent when we grow up. I know some roads can only be taken by one person. I know some things can only be done by one person. I know some difficulties must be faced.

There was once an article saying that a child without an umbrella must run, and now I am that child. There are small events and great truths everywhere in life, as long as you find them, look for them or pay attention to them.