1. Continue the story of the umbrella in 350 words
Umbrellas are very useful! When it rains, you can use it to keep out the rain and avoid catching a cold.
When the sun is strong, it can be used to block the sun's rays and prevent heat stroke. But I have never been afraid of the sun, I only use an umbrella to protect myself from the rain.
One morning, it was raining, and I brought my umbrella to school. Before class, everyone put their umbrellas on the first table of the fourth group, and I also put my umbrella on that pile. inside. School was over and it wasn't raining. I forgot to take my umbrella home.
When I got home, I realized that I had forgotten my umbrella, and I became anxious. It would be bad if someone else took the umbrella away. Although it was very close to the school, there was too much homework and I didn't have time to go to school to get it. I felt very worried.
The next day was a sunny day. I don’t know who put another umbrella in my schoolbag. I took this umbrella to school and found the umbrella from yesterday. I had two umbrellas beside me. Umbrellas, everyone said: You are crazy, what are you doing with two umbrellas on a sunny day? I thought to myself: I didn’t bring it on purpose. In the afternoon, the sky was overcast and it rained heavily. When I came home from school, I took an umbrella and put it in my schoolbag, and went home proudly.
2. My mother held an umbrella for me after school on a rainy day. Composition
Giving Umbrellas
Since I was 8 years old, every time I see rain in school , I can't help but think of my mother's kind and kind face.
I remember it was one day when I was in the third grade. I looked at the dense drizzle outside in surprise, and became furious. I thought: "It's so unlucky. My dad hasn't come home from work yet, and my mom won't be able to pick me up even if she's sick at home. What else can I do in this kind of horrible weather?"
The more I think about it, the more annoyed I get. , the more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, but I couldn’t eat hot tofu in my hurry. Looking at the rain getting heavier and heavier, I realized that it was useless to think about it any more. I might as well do “Thirty-Six Strategies—Going First”. I found an old copy I carried the newspaper on my head and hurried home. The rain was so heavy that the newspaper had no effect at all. After walking for a few minutes, I turned into a drowned rat. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice calling my name, Turning around, a familiar figure came into view, it was my mother! My mother was holding an umbrella, and her body was covered with mud and water. She fell down somewhere and was limping. "I'm late. There's no one in the classroom. I must have missed it just now. Oops, we're almost there." You're already soaked under the umbrella. Mom is so useless. If you hadn't fallen down, you wouldn't have been exposed to the rain. It's all my fault!" Mom complained to herself, but I was already extremely excited. It was so big. It was raining heavily, and I didn’t expect that my mother would come to pick me up. We held an umbrella together and walked home slowly. I supported my mother, completely ignoring the mud on her body. Before I knew it, hot tears had silently stained my cheeks. Touched, even more happy!
When I got home, my mother urged me to take a hot bath to avoid catching a cold, but she pretended to be relaxed and happy. In the bathroom, I secretly shed tears. Mom, you are so kind to me. I will never forget your love!
Sending umbrellas in the rain
Great maternal love is often reflected in small things. Growing up, I thought maternal love was very small, but since that incident, It gave me a different view of my mother.
That was when I was in the fourth grade. One day, the weather was not good, and it suddenly rained heavily. As a "penniless" person, I didn't know. What should I do? After school, my classmates happily opened their umbrellas, but I took a book to block the rain. In order to get home as soon as possible, I rushed out without caring about anything and started jogging. When I arrived at the Cultural Square, a familiar figure came into my eyes. Ah! It's my mother, she braved the wind and rain to come to me with an umbrella! "Mom," my hoarse voice called her loudly at this moment. At this time, my mother cast tears of pain at me. That was because I was almost drowned in the rain. She took three steps at once. He ran up to me in two steps and held up the long-awaited umbrella for me. Suddenly, the umbrella became so "huge" that it seemed to cover every corner of the world. I walked carefully holding the umbrella. It was a blur, and the moved tears rushed down like broken beads. The muddy places seemed to be turned into flowers that smiled at humans every day. This seemed to tell us that maternal love is the world. Mother's love is the greatest thing in the world. In this wind and rain, my mother and I walked quickly. Soon we returned home safely. I was so happy!
Since the above incident happened, I have a different view on my mother. Maternal love is always great. She takes care of my healthy growth every day. Without maternal love, I may not be as happy as I am today. Mom, I wish you: happiness every day, smooth work, and forever young! 3. A 400-word essay continuing the story of the umbrella
There is a black umbrella in my closet. This seemingly ordinary umbrella contains my mother's pure and deep love for me...
I remember it was when I was in the third grade. Whenever the school bell rings, there is an indescribable joy in my heart. That day was just like any other day. After school, I happily walked to the school pavilion and waited for my mother's arrival.
Unexpectedly, Tian Tian’s face changed at every turn. The clear sky suddenly disappeared, replaced by ugly dark clouds, ruthless lightning and roaring thunder. Suddenly countless raindrops fell from the sky, playing their music with the strong wind.
My heart trembled suddenly: My mother must not want me anymore, I was abandoned by my mother... Then, tears flowed down.
After a while, a force supported me, and I walked out of the pavilion, walked out of the school gate, and wandered alone on the street.
Just then, mother came. She opened the umbrella, walked to my side, and wiped my tears. In an instant, I seemed to know something and held my mother's big hand tightly with my little hand. On the way, I smiled happily and so sweetly.
I looked at my mother and learned a lot... 4. Continue the story of the umbrella in 350 words
Umbrellas are very useful! When it rains, you can use it to keep out the rain and avoid catching a cold. When the sun is strong, it can be used to block the sun's rays and prevent heat stroke. But I have never been afraid of the sun, I only use an umbrella to protect myself from the rain.
One morning, it was raining, and I brought my umbrella to school. Before class, everyone put their umbrellas on the first table of the fourth group, and I also put my umbrella on that pile. inside. School was over and it wasn't raining. I forgot to take my umbrella home. When I got home, I realized that I had forgotten my umbrella, and I became anxious. It would be bad if someone else took the umbrella away. Although it was very close to the school, there was too much homework and I didn't have time to go to school to get it. I felt very worried.
The next day was a sunny day. I don’t know who put another umbrella in my schoolbag. I took this umbrella to school and found the umbrella from yesterday. I had two umbrellas beside me. Umbrellas, everyone said: You are crazy, what are you doing with two umbrellas on a sunny day? I thought to myself: I didn’t bring it on purpose. In the afternoon, the sky was overcast and it rained heavily. When I came home from school, I took an umbrella and put it in my schoolbag, and went home proudly. 5. Continuing the composition of "Changing Umbrellas"
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Umbrella Chapter 1 After the umbrella is propped up, is it just a cover? The cover makes people feel space. That narrow suffocation is the curtain.
The rain is falling in front of my eyes, falling from the canopy. It is more transparent than pearls, and it cannot be used as a pendant. Umbrella Chapter 2 He met her that summer.
He was dressed in sportswear, had a handsome hairstyle, and his face showed a youthful energy. She took a liking to him at a glance.
Five years later, they all graduated from college and worked in this sleepy town. Fortunately, they met again and smiled at each other every time they saw each other.
Another year passed peacefully like this. She suddenly received a notice from her superiors that she would be transferred to work in a big city. This news was really a sensation in this small town. I came to congratulate her. People are getting better and better, and all kinds of gifts at home are piled up. Relatives come to visit her home almost every day, which makes people in her family smile from ear to ear. However, in her heart, But I was a little disappointed, not because of work, but because of the concern in my heart.
On the day before she left, all her colleagues came to see her off.
Of course, there is also him who always worries her. Everyone stuffed all kinds of gifts into her luggage. In an instant, her luggage was filled with all kinds of exquisite gifts. Only he didn't have any. She looked at his face, as if she was a frustrated girl. Ball, her heart was full of disappointment, but at this moment, he walked up to her and thrust an umbrella into her hand. She saw that what she had in her hand was just an ordinary umbrella, and her expectations were dashed. .
However, she pretended to be very happy, smiled and said to him: "Thank you, you have to work hard too!" On the train, she was thinking: Why? Why? Well, since he doesn't understand, then I will forget about him. He has never cared about me anyway. After a long time, it finally arrived.
She waited in front of the platform for a long time, but there was no bus yet. She looked at the watch on her hand frequently, and with the ticking of the clock, she kept sweating. Flow, forget it, just go on your own, she thought to herself.
She had walked for a long time, but she was still far away from the company. She felt very tired, and carrying a large bag of gifts on her back made her breathless. She thought: Let's go to the shade of the tree in front to cool down first! Thinking of this, she quickened her pace, but at this moment, "Boom!" With a thunder, a heavy downpour suddenly started falling in the sky. Within a moment, she was drenched by the rain. At this moment, she Finally, she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her backpack. The backpack suddenly fell to the ground, and the gifts were scattered all over the floor. When she squinted, she suddenly saw the umbrella he gave her. She picked it up and found that there were several Small print: It will rain today.
After looking at it, tears flowed all over the floor, dripping on the gift that had been soaked by the rain. In the distance, a seven-color light appeared. Yes, that was a rainbow. Grade 6: Liu Zhihao Umbrella Chapter 3 On a rainy day, if I walk in an open space with an umbrella in my hand, I will always unconsciously move the hand holding the umbrella towards the person next to me who is soaked in the rain.
Move, move little by little, as much as you can block the wind and rain. In the eyes of others, it is unnecessary; in my opinion, it is a feedback to him.
A few years ago, I was in the sixth grade of elementary school and transferred from Shenzhen in the second semester of the fifth grade. Even after a year, I still don't adapt to the surrounding environment.
Children in big cities have easy academic work, while children in small counties have heavy academic work; children in big cities learn to understand, while children in small counties talk about rote memorization; the class teacher in big cities is amiable, but the head teacher in small counties is like a tigress; children in big cities They pay attention to etiquette, but the children in the small county town are careless... Regardless of the fact that this small county town cannot keep up with the trends of the big cities, I am very unhappy just because of the country students whose eyes light up when they see the slightest novelty. I am very unhappy. I'm afraid that those who have stayed here for three or two years will become like them and be looked down upon by the next person like her who comes from the city. Everything is terrible here, starting from the moment I stepped into the class. All the big and small eyes in the classroom stared at me. For a second, they all lowered their heads and played with themselves.
The boy was talking about the computer game "Seer", and the girls were chatting happily, and their voices were no less loud than those of the boys. The class was busy.
First impression - chaos. I was led by one or two classmates to an empty seat at the back of the classroom and sat down.
As I walked along, I clearly felt that the eyes of the classmates around me were focused on me. When I turned around, that feeling was gone again. If you look closely, you will see that everyone is talking without meaning. The person asking the question and the person answering the question don't know what is being asked or what the answer is.
They were obviously pretending to be indifferent. It turned out that they wanted to make me feel that I was being left out by them, so that they could suppress my morale.
Second impression - pretending. When we go to the cafeteria to eat, we line up in a queue, with three or four girls forming a group. There are people talking and laughing loudly along the way, so as not to disturb others.
On the way there, I don’t know who was chatting to the point of selflessness, forgetting to look at the road and people, and stepped off my shoe with one kick. I squatted down, put on my shoes, and caught up with the team.
Not long after, the shoe was stepped off again. Put on shoes, step on them, put on shoes, step on them again.
The person in front seemed to have no sense of sight or touch, and did not say a word of apology. Even when I turned around sometimes and happened to encounter someone behind me stepping on my shoes, the person behind me didn’t even show the slightest trace of apology in my eyes.
The third impression - thick-faced. In the process of countless trips to and from school, I finally reached the second semester of sixth grade.
It started to rain lightly that day, and my house was right opposite the school, so I walked home calmly...I don’t know if it was because I was in the rain without an umbrella, but I always felt that there was an umbrella. The top of my head was dangling. When I looked up, an umbrella was just big enough to cover my schoolbag and half of my head. I looked towards the side holding the umbrella and saw a little boy, probably in third or fourth grade.
The little boy saw me and seemed to be stunned for a while before he could react. I thought he had recognized the wrong person and walked forward without saying anything.
Different. 6. Essay on continuation
One rainy afternoon, after school, classmate Wang Yu finished his duty, and it started to rain again. He quietly put his umbrella down where he was still correcting. Next to Teacher Zhang doing homework.
There was a constant patter outside the window.
Unknowingly, the sky had fallen and the surroundings suddenly became dark.
Teacher Zhang stretched himself comfortably and finally finished correcting his homework. Only then did he remember that it was still raining.
I wonder if the students have finished leaving? He was worried, so he might as well go to the campus and have a look. Huh? Whose umbrella is it? I didn't bring an umbrella today.
Teacher Zhang picked up the umbrella and looked at it carefully. I took out the handle of the umbrella and wrote the word "yu" with a light blue pen.
Oh, it turned out to be him. Teacher Zhang suddenly fell into the web of memories... I still remember that when Wang Yu first joined the class, everyone would become red with anger when talking about Wang Yu. They would do little tricks in class, talk... He was causing trouble, and he was so angry that even his classmates were angry.
Once, when he was sweeping the floor in the class, he was too naughty. He stepped on the desks of his classmates and jumped up and down. Unintentionally, he fell to the ground with a "plop" and passed out. , the classmates immediately told Teacher Zhang, and the teacher sent him to the hospital. Later, Wang Yu was hospitalized in the hospital because he suffered a broken bone. Teacher Zhang whispered to other students: "Even if he usually doesn't treat us well, Okay, but we are classmates after all, so we should visit him." So, the squad leader mobilized the classmates to visit him in the hospital.
Before going, they all used their pocket money to buy fruits and flowers, and headed to the hospital together. When they came to his hospital room and saw that he was seriously injured, everyone shed tears of sadness. Wang Yu also shed manly tears when he saw that everyone no longer hated him and cared about him so much.
While crying, he said: "It was my fault before. I'm sorry. I will no longer be so naughty and make you worry about it. I will be a good student in the future." After hearing this, the teacher My classmates and I were very moved.
It took a long time for Wang Yu's injury to completely heal. When I came to the classroom for class, I was no longer like before. I no longer made small movements or talked during class. I also listened attentively and actively answered questions.
Everyone was very happy to see this scene, because Wang Yu really seemed to be a different person, and he was very helpful and caring about the collective. Under Teacher Zhang's education, he corrected his shortcomings and made rapid progress. He was rated as one of the "Three Good Students" this semester... Thinking of this, Teacher Zhang picked up his umbrella and walked to Wang Yu's house. 7. Continuing the ending of the umbrella with 200 to 300 words
"What should I say to Zhenzhen?" On the way, I lowered my head and weighed this beautiful folding umbrella, hesitating in my heart... Finally, I Finally, he turned back and headed towards his own home.
My mother saw me coming back with a folding umbrella and asked angrily: "You damn kid, what are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to give the umbrella to Zhenzhen? It's really useless!" "Mom, What's wrong with you? Why do we do this? Does this make your conscience comfortable? How can you treat our friendship as a power transaction? Mom, please tell me why, okay? When I spoke, my face was already covered with tears. When my mother saw that I was not convinced, she said to me gently: "Weiwei, Mom is doing this for your own good. Just think, as long as I get promoted, my salary will be doubled." , our family’s economic situation will get better and better, this is a good way to get the best of both worlds, hurry up, Weiwei, listen to your mother, go give the umbrella to Zhenzhen!” After listening to her mother’s words, she was beautiful and gentle in the past! The image of a good mother was shattered in my heart, and my mother's sarcastic look was left in my eyes, "Mom, we are "going through the back door"! "Going through the back door" is illegal, don't you know?" "This... ...I..." Mom hesitantly said, "Mom, I want to buy a cake for Zhenzhen. Can you go with me to apologize for what happened last time? I think Zhenzhen will forgive us. "Okay!" Looking at my mother who was finally convinced by me, the heavy stone in my heart finally fell, and I felt much happier! 8. A 500-word essay on the topic of umbrellas
The sky of love
The sky of love is yours, mine, and everyone’s.
——Inscription
Throughout the ages, people have chanted flowers, water, mountains, trees... Such literati are everywhere, but no one pays attention to the inconspicuous one. An umbrella. Yes, umbrellas are so commonplace! However, it seems that it is indispensable for any exciting thing. Forgot? Didn't you notice?
Love under the umbrella
The willows are fluttering in the wind, and the spring scenery of the West Lake is picturesque.
The beautiful Bai Suzhen is looking for a shepherd boy with Xiaoqing. Suddenly there was thunder and a heavy rain came. Bai Suzhen quickly took Xiaoqing into a small boat. Looking at the riverside, Xu Xian without an umbrella was like an ant on a hot pot, not knowing what to do. Kind-hearted Bai Suzhen asked the boatman to row the boat to the lake and pick up Xu Xian who was drowned... When they arrived at the shore, Bai Suzhen lent her umbrella to Xu Xian. Afterwards, Xu Xian returned the umbrella twice and began a touching love affair.
Infinite family love
The weather in June is like a child’s face, it changes at will. Just now I was still feeling empty, but suddenly it started to rain heavily. In the wind and rain, an elderly father-in-law struggled to hold the big black umbrella, with his left hand holding an old woman of similar age to him. Walking together, disappearing into the crowd.
Pure Friendship
I looked helplessly at the pouring rain outside the window, in a daze. She sighed helplessly one last time. Finally, I grabbed my schoolbag, put it over my head, and ran into the rain curtain. She ran to the school gate in one breath and saw the monitor there, seemingly waiting for someone. It rained so hard and it got dark again that she had to run out. The monitor saw her. He stood there, hesitated for a while, then ran forward, took off his coat and gave it to her: "Block out the rain. My dad is coming."
The love between Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen began. To that umbrella. In the rain, your loved ones use that umbrella to protect you from the rain. The friendship between classmates and friends is still conveyed through umbrellas...
Honest feelings are always priceless. There is nothing better than an umbrella to convey true feelings. At this time, the umbrella is no longer so ordinary. It is the bridge of emotion between people and the hand that holds up the sky of love.
Outside the umbrella, it was wet; inside, it was sunny.
——Postscript 9. How to write the ending of the essay about a friend holding an umbrella for you
Some people say that a friend is an evergreen tree, keeping you young forever; A cotton-padded jacket brings you warmth; and I say friends are like umbrellas.
It was another rainy day, and the leaves fell down in the rain. The willow trees on the roadside were dejected and swayed left and right in the wind. I was walking home alone and saw this exquisite umbrella in my hand. Looking at it, I couldn't help but think of my best friend, Jia Lin.
Jia Lin and I are the best friends in the class. She and I play together every day. Sometimes when I don’t understand what the teacher says in class, she will help me study after school.
One day, when school was over, it started to rain heavily. All the other students went home with umbrellas. Only I was still hiding under the eaves at the door. Jia Lin said, "Let me and you go." You go home together." So I was walking home with her, and my friend leaned toward me with his umbrella because he cared about me, but most of his new clothes got wet.
After Jia Lin sent me home, I left her sitting for a while. The rain gradually stopped and she left, but she left the umbrella at my house.
I planned to return it to her tomorrow morning, but when I arrived at her house in the morning, Jia Lin’s grandma said: "Jia Lin, I went to Yunnan to study." Only then did I understand that the umbrella had become a friend to me. souvenirs. 10. My Umbrella Essay 400 words for third grade
I have a small umbrella. He is wearing purple clothes. There is a naughty girl on the clothes. The girl is dancing with a small umbrella
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Every time I go out to play, Little Umbrella says to me, 'We are good friends. When the weather is hot in summer, I will block the scorching sun so that it won’t burn your skin; when it rains, I can protect you from the wind and rain and won’t let the rain get your clothes wet.”
One morning, the weather was fine, and I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back. Suddenly I heard someone calling me. I turned around and saw that it was my beloved little umbrella. I hurriedly took her with me and came happily. School.
One day, suddenly dark clouds rolled in the sky, and soon it started to rain heavily. I'm really worried about how to get home! When he touched me, it turned out to be my little umbrella. He wanted to naughtily say to me again, "Look, if it wasn't for me, you would be a drowned rat." I held my little umbrella and went home happily. .
I like Little Umbrella because he can’t live without my good friend Little Umbrella.