The geese flying south, facing the mountains in the north and facing Yuan Ye, left a long and clear call. I stood at the window of the classroom, looking at the bleak autumn wind, as if it was covered with a layer of desolation with the fallen leaves. The inexplicable feeling in my heart is brewing in the bleak charm.
It is also a story that happened in autumn.
The sky is like opening a sluice, pouring the rain on the ground angrily without mercy. The leaves of the flowers are scattered all over the floor. In this stormy afternoon, I wandered in the empty classroom, and the sky was dark because of the arrival of autumn. I tried several times to tighten my clothes and rush into the rainstorm, but I was turned back by the howling cold wind. The rain wet my clothes and made me tremble.
Just when I was worried but helpless. There was a sudden rush of footsteps in the corridor. When the figure approached, I was surprised to find that it was my father. He was holding a wet coat in his hand, and his hair, which had been baptized by rain, hung feebly. He didn't even bring an umbrella!
"You rabbit, I see it's raining so hard outside. I thought you must have brought an umbrella, but I can't find it anywhere in the office. I can only come to you like this, because it is not too late. "
Although his words have the meaning of blame, they are more concerned. With that, he handed over his coat. I was frightened and said, "Then how do you go back?" Dad paused, and then laughed. After that, he patted his chest and said, "Nothing, your father and I don't need you to worry about my health." Say and deliberately jilted to jilt arm. But I saw the fine goose bumps. I can't help but get my eyes wet. I almost choked up and said, "Dad, let's take a corner of our clothes and go." Dad paused, then nodded with relief.
Rain, it's still raining. The hearty laughter of father and son in the rain is like a spring breeze blowing through my heart.