Tell me about my Iraqi handwriting practice.

The clouds in the sky are like cotton dipped in ink and dark. The wind blowing in from the classroom window is full of moisture, sweeping away the sultry summer. I can't help but worry that I didn't bring my umbrella ... suddenly, a flash of lightning cut through the sky, followed by a thunder, which drowned out the screams of the girls in the class. The students near the window suddenly became restless, and raindrops the size of quail eggs had rushed into the window. Even if the window is closed, the glass breaks like a fragment. I'm more worried. Looks like you're in big trouble trying to go home. The bell of the last class is still ringing. It used to sound very happy, but this time it looks very boring. I walked out of the classroom listlessly and stared at the ground by the river. Many students didn't bring umbrellas, but they didn't seem worried at all, chattering and laughing. Sure enough, soon the parents of these students came to pick up their children by bike or on foot. Watching them leave with a smile, I finally let my tears burst. Mom and dad have gone out to work and haven't come home for five years. Every year, I can only hear their voices from my neighbors' phones ... only in this way can the sound of rain cover up the thoughts that gush from my heart.

I don't know how long I've been crying, but it's getting darker and darker. I sobbed a few times and looked at the heavy rain that was not going to stop. I decided to drop my schoolbag and go home! Just then, I saw a vague figure appear at the school gate. Who will come at this time? Suddenly my heart trembled violently. The figure came slowly and staggered towards me. I can see her hunched over with age. I can't stay another minute-"Grandma!" I threw myself into his warm arms, and she stumbled for a moment. Then she said kindly, "Don't hug me, you see I'm covered in mud ..." Only then did she find that grandma seemed to be in a hurry and fell down. Her trembling clothes were covered with mud, and my tears burst completely. These tears are full of love and guilt for her. I put my arms around my grandma, and I know why I want to be strong!