The rain came down on me, the road was bustling with people, and I was stuck under the eaves of a house near my school. Frustrated and alone, I looked out at the drifting rain, listened to the sound of the rain, and quietly looked down the street.
"Daughter!" A rush and familiar voice from the distance, I turned my head to see, it was my mother. She was running towards me in the rain with an umbrella and a shirt under her armpit.
"I rushed to pick you up as soon as I saw it was raining, are you cold?" Mom asked me kindly.
My heart grew warm all of a sudden. My mom carefully dressed me, and she kept rubbing my little hands with her rough hands to keep me warm, while she herself endured the cold.
It was raining even harder, and the cold wind whistling down the street was really frightening, so my mom held the umbrella in one hand and put her arm around me and walked forward, and the bean-sized raindrops hit our umbrellas violently.
At this time, I noticed that the umbrella my mom was holding was askew to my side, so I reminded my mom, "Mom! The umbrella is held crooked!" I know how to put the umbrella right.
Mom smiled faintly and said, "The wind is too strong, and it blew the umbrella askew!"
Not a moment later, I noticed again that my mom had knocked the umbrella askew, with a large part of the umbrella tightly covering my head, and only half of my mom's body underneath it.
I said again, "Mom, the umbrella is crooked again!" Mom, however, just walked, not even looking, and said, "The umbrella isn't crooked!"
I thought to myself, "Mom is afraid that I will get wet, and she always puts the umbrella crooked on purpose. After all, I'm a child, I shouldn't hog the umbrella. So, I cleverly switched places with my mom. This time, mom would never knock the umbrella askew!
I just moved to the left, mom's umbrella then crooked over, then I saw, mom's side of the clothes have been soaked, raindrops speckled gathered in mom's body. At that moment, I was silent ...... I no longer remind my mom, just accelerated the pace, because I know, my mom's heart aches for me, she would rather get wet herself than let me catch a cold. Just like that, we walked home without saying a word. That road home wasn't far, but it was a long, long walk that day ......
That pink umbrella has always been placed in the corner of my house, and whenever I see that umbrella, I think of the love under that pink umbrella, that pink love ......