Composition about closing an umbrella when it rains after school

1? It was a rainy day and I came home from school. When we got off the bus at the terminal, everyone brought umbrellas. Only two young men who came to work from other places did not bring umbrellas. However, the rain outside is very heavy. If you stay in the rain for a short time, you will definitely become a drowned rat. The two young men began to borrow umbrellas from others, but unfortunately no one had many umbrellas. When they saw a woman with an umbrella in her hand, they seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and ran over quickly regardless of how heavy the rain was. They said politely: "Hello, we are working from other places and we are in a hurry to get home. Can you lend me an umbrella?" The woman pretended not to see them and left. The two young men were unwilling to give up their only goal and continued to ask her to borrow an umbrella. But the woman glanced at them and said impatiently: "Go away, you two who come to work from other places are annoying. If you don't want to borrow it, you just won't!" The woman walked away quickly. Others tried to stay away from these two migrant workers. They had no choice but to ask others for umbrellas. But when everyone saw these two ragged, dark, and dirty workers, they were unwilling to share umbrellas with them. The two young men sat in despair on the stone steps in an underground passage to hide from the rain, leaning against each other helplessly. Suddenly, one of the young men stood up, as if he remembered something. He said to another young man: "Why don't we go to a nearby store to see if they sell umbrellas?" But there was no canteen nearby, and the two young men were completely disappointed. At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and they could only wait until the rain lightened up before leaving. But one sentence shocked them. An old man said to the old woman: "What a sin! It's going to rain very late!" After that, the old man glanced at the two young men and walked home. After a few minutes, the rain not only did not let down, but became heavier and heavier, as if God was against them. The boys had no choice but to rush home. But at this moment, the old man just took two umbrellas and stopped them: "Hey, boys! I'm bringing umbrellas for you!" The boys thought that the old man had gone home long ago, but they didn't expect The old man actually brought them an umbrella, and they were very grateful. Although this is only a small help, it reflects the care between people.

2 The first grade of elementary school was spent in the elementary school in my hometown: the school building with white spots on the red exterior wall, the muddy playground on rainy days, the slogan "Study hard and make progress every day" above the blackboard, the cafeteria The small blackboard with the names of the dishes written on it, Teacher Qiu wearing gold mirrors... The days at that time can be said to be back to basics, just like the rapeseed field next to the school - the golden waves. Rapeseed flowers never bloom alone, but always in large tracts. So yellow, so gorgeous.

Speaking of rapeseed flowers, I think of Dai Mengjiao, my classmate in the first grade. Her mouth is always gushing as I talk about this and that, and she can hardly be idle for a moment. Sometimes it feels like her facial features are moving.

She is as beautiful as a rapeseed flower and keeps blooming. When you see her, you will feel that life is full of hope and nothing is insurmountable. "It's a feeling of... joy that makes you want to fly!" This is what you told me with a smile. In the days to come, you also told me with practical actions.

It was a rainy afternoon, and the wind whipped violently against the windows and doors. I was sitting in the classroom, looking out the window anxiously, feeling a little worried. How could I walk home without an umbrella?

When school was over, the students opened their flower-like umbrellas "bang bang bang" and rushed into the rain. Their backs disappeared one by one in the pouring rain... I watched numbly. Still, I don't know what to do. Just when I was at a loss what to do, Dai Mengjiao took my already cold hand, smiled and said to me: "Let's go together" and then opened a big red umbrella. At that time, I realized strongly: It’s great to have friends!

We rushed into the heavy rain. The trees on the roadside were swayed left and right by the raging wind, and the soil on both sides of the road was washed onto the road with the rain. This road is not easy to walk! Suddenly, I felt a biting coldness under my feet. It turned out that rain had seeped into the shoes. I quickly asked Dai Mengjiao, who was next to me: "Is there any water in the shoes? Are they cold?" I asked loudly. Maybe it was because of the strong wind, but Dai Mengjiao actually said: "My brain is not flooded." When I heard this answer, I was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, laughing so hard that I was out of breath. After I explained it to her, she burst into laughter.

We walked a while and laughed a while.

I temporarily forgot where I was and what kind of bad weather I was facing. It turns out that although the weather is cold, people's laughter is warm and can melt the ice!

Although we moved with difficulty, we could already see the vague outline of our home in the distance. For the first time, I felt so excited when I saw my home! I held Dai Mengjiao's hand tightly, and she smiled sweetly at me. She must have understood my mood, and she must be as excited as I was.

“We’re home!” Dai Mengjiao shouted to me, and we almost ran home - the warmest place.

I asked Dai Mengjiao to sit at my house for a while before returning home, and I thought she would give me half of the umbrella in return. When I saw Dai Mengjiao in front of me, I couldn't help but burst out laughing: her shoulders were half wet, her hair was messy by the wind, and a few hairs were sticking up, and her face was blown red. Like the authentic "Red Fuji" brand apples, the funniest thing is that there are two streaks of snot hanging under the nose! It's really hard not to laugh with this look. At this time, I found that she was also smiling at me, which made me a little puzzled. But it suddenly dawned on me: I must be the exact copy of her now, and there is a reason why she smiles!

Looking at her leaving back, I was slightly moved... She could have held an umbrella by herself, and her shoulders would not have been half wet. She gave me half of the warmth, and at the same time she bore half of the cold!

Remember that rainy day, that little red umbrella, that warm palm! It was the infinite warmth that stirred in my heart for a long time. That is the feeling of happiness, the feeling of wanting to fly!

I want to say to Dai Mengjiao: Friends, let’s walk together on the windy and bumpy road! This time, let me hold the umbrella for you!

Grade 6 of Nanyuan Primary School: Zhu Chenwei

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An umbrella. Life is full of love. Love is sometimes a ray of sunshine, a cup of tea, a gesture, a cry of love; love is sometimes due to a wave of eyes, a smile, a warning, a greeting, but we just need to feel it carefully. This time, an umbrella made me feel loved. On Friday, the weather was very hot. We are having our last class and the holidays are coming. So my father would come to pick me up and go home. Normally, I would live in the school. The students were listening to the class attentively. Suddenly, there was a storm outside. Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down. I felt anxious and no longer had the intention to attend the lecture. "Dang-dang-dang-" School is over, and parents have already lined up in a long queue outside the school gate. The classmates ran to the school gate in the rain, threw themselves into the arms of their parents, and went home happily with their parents. However, I did not see my father among the entire team of parents. I felt even more anxious, like a man on a hot pot. Ant, suddenly, a "little dragon" appeared in my ears, how sweet it was! It's dad, he's here to pick me up. I sat on the back of the bicycle and helped my father hold an umbrella. Along the way, the rain got heavier and the wind blew fiercer, so it was very difficult for Dad to ride the bike. I felt sorry for him, so I moved the umbrella forward to help him block more rain. However, Dad said: "Xiaolong, Take the umbrella back, you are blocking my sight like this." I felt a little disappointed and thought to myself: I am doing it for my father too! But we still retracted the umbrella. After a long period of hard work, we finally arrived home. I jumped out of the car, took a dry towel, wiped it myself, and put it back. At this time, I picked up my schoolbag and was about to do my homework. "Bang", the schoolbag fell to the ground. I was shocked. Dad was almost soaked all over. The water droplets kept falling, and I immediately wiped my father with a towel, but all the towels were wet, and my father was still full of water. At this time, I stood still, and my eyes were filled with something-tears. I felt that I was too selfish and only cared about myself. No wonder my father asked me to retract the umbrella. It turned out that he did it for me, even if he got wet all over. My tears kept pouring out. The heavy rain outside was nothing compared to my hot tears... It turned out that Father's love is so great, just an umbrella made me... I really felt it this time! Who said father's love is like a mountain? I say father's love is like the vast universe, vast and endless! 4

A composition about the warmth of an umbrella

On June 1st, my parents took me to dinner. Our family had a happy lunch. When we came out, we suddenly found that it was raining, and our car was parked dozens of meters away. When we were hesitating and at a loss, a security guard came over and gave us a lot of support. He held an umbrella and said to us: "Let me help you get through.

"This is so timely! The light rain pounded on the umbrella, like a naughty song. We happily followed the security guard all the way to the parking place, thanked us, and got in the car.

< p>The rain fell on the car and flowed down the car window. The world outside was a little hazy, but there was a person in my heart, and his face became clearer and clearer. He was a middle-aged man, not tall, not short, not fat. He is thin and has no distinctive facial features. The only thing that attracts attention is his kind eyes and always smiling kindly. Such a person would not attract anyone's attention when walking on the street. But he is such a person. , it should remain in the memory of many strangers, like me.

That was a few years ago, and we didn’t have a car at home, so we had to wait for the bus every time we went out. , was the station where we waited a lot. It was there that we met the man. It was a rainy day. He was holding an umbrella and was alone on the platform. He didn’t think there was anything special at first. The cars came one after another. There were people getting on the bus and others getting off, but he was the only one who was always there. This surprised me. Only then did I realize that every time the car stopped, he would step forward with an umbrella, but would not get on the bus. Each passenger holds up a clean sky and blocks out the rain, allowing everyone to have a good mood in this wet weather. Of course, in such a warm atmosphere, everyone who is helped is full of gratitude to him. , thank you with a smile.

Later, when it rains again, I know that such a scene will happen again. I am both looking forward to it and being moved. From then on, I will experience love every time I ride on a rainy day. Education. A small umbrella, an insignificant action, but a great act of kindness, made everyone feel the warmth of the world and conveyed the positive energy of love.

A few years later, that person disappeared. Maybe it’s because I’m old or has moved away, but I think there must be many people like me who have kept such an umbrella and person in their memory throughout their lives.

Lei Feng’s whole life. To help others, no matter how big or small, as long as we can, we will spare no effort. This is what the so-called "don't do good things for small things" means. Lei Feng's spirit has touched the whole world, and that person also touched me. It's a big thing. Now, I should know what to do.

The rain is still pattering, but I seem to see a rainbow after the rain.

That's about it. The full text of the essay "The Warmth of an Umbrella", I hope it can be helpful to everyone

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