An essay with the theme of life judgment.

I walked forward with a small umbrella and a schoolbag on my back. When I came to a dirt slope, I took a step forward. Suddenly I fell to my knees in the mud and my umbrella fell to the ground. The rain fell heavily on my head, and the cold wind cut my face like a knife. I'm shivering with cold. I tried to stand up, but it was useless.

Then an old man came in from the rain curtain, wearing a hat. When the old man saw me, he quickly reached out and held my hand tightly. Then I stood up hard. The old man smiled at me and said, "Huang Xiuxian, be careful." Just a little smile, suddenly I am no longer cold, and I feel your warmth in the wind and rain. In the rain and fog, grandpa's back is getting bigger and bigger in front of me.