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雨中情
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天，阴沉沉地，雨正在“哗啦哗啦”地下着，雨水敲打着地面，溅起阵阵水花，雷公公就像一颗定时炸弹，谁也不知道什么时候才会爆炸，一道闪电划过天际，整个天空似乎亮堂了起来。
见我的家长还没来接我，我打算自己一个人走回家，于是便拿着伞走出了校门。正走在路上，一颗淘气的小石头不知什么时候冒了出来。突然，我感觉我的脚下踩到了一个硬硬的东西，滑了一下，重心不稳，身体向后倾斜，一屁股坐在了地上。“哎哟，好疼呀！”我瞬间被淋成了一个落汤鸡，一阵寒风吹过，我不禁打了个哆嗦。
突然，一只有力的手伸到了我的面前，“起来吧！”一个声音对我说。我抬起头，站在我眼前的人让我感到十分惊讶，原来是小明同学。我心想：怎…怎么会是他….他昨天不是跟我打过架吗？昨天我们不是因为我的小气而发生了争吵吗？难道他原谅我了？不会吧。我记得他哭了，而且身上还有昨天的伤痕。最后还是老师来才解决了问题，他今天怎么会……真是太阳从西边出来了。
我接过他的手，他把我拉了起来。他指了指我的裤子：“你…没事吧？”“我没事”我笑着回答到。他把一张纸巾递给我，并示意让我擦擦裤子，我接过他的纸巾，说了一声“谢谢”。他看着我把湿的地方都擦了一遍，接着又说：“我们一起走吧。”我笑着说：“好啊！”
于是，两把伞紧靠在一起走在雨中，我们有说有笑，与，还在下着，冰冷的雨珠还在胡乱的拍打在雨伞上，但我的心却没有的一丝寒意。
这两把伞，渐渐地消失在了路的尽头……
Rhythm of the rain
It was cloudy and sinking, the rain was “banging” underground, the rain knocked on the ground, splashing splashes, and the father-in-law was like a time bomb. No one knew when it would explode. A flash of lightning crossed the sky, and the sky seemed to shine.
Seeing that my parents hadn’t come to pick me up, I was going home by myself, so I walked out of the school with my umbrella. Walking on the road, a mischievous little stone did not know when it came out. All of a sudden, I felt a hard thing on my foot. I slipped, my center of gravity was unsteady, my body tilted back, and I sat down on the floor. “Ouch, it hurts!” I was instantly drenched into a drowned rat, and I shivered with a cold wind.
Suddenly, a powerful hand reached me. “Get up!” A voice said to me. I raised my head and stood in front of my eyes, which surprised me. It was Xiao Ming’s classmate. I thought to myself: why… How could he be… Did he fight with me yesterday? Didn’t we quarrel yesterday because I was mean? Did he forgive me? It can’t be true. I remember he cried, and there was yesterday’s scars. Finally, the teacher came to solve the problem. How could he… Today, the sun came out from the West.
I took his hand and he pulled me up. He pointed to my pants. “Are you… okay?” “I’m all right,” I answered with a smile. He handed me a paper towel and asked me to wipe my trousers. I took his napkin and said “thank you”. He looked at me and wiped the wet places. Then he said, “let’s go together.” I laughed and said, “good!”
So, two umbrellas close together in the rain, we are talking and laughing, and are still next, the cold rain is still flapping on the umbrella, but my heart is not a trace of cold.
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