她终于明白了,无论自己走到哪里,也无论是雨天还是晴天,她的头顶始终有一把母亲撑开的大伞。不知什么时候,窗外下起了雨,雨滴不住地敲打着玻璃窗户,溅起片片零乱的水花。她觉得雨滴不像是打在玻璃上,倒像是滴滴落在自己的心里。望着窗外的大雨,她再也静不下心来听课了,她看了一眼手表,还有10分钟就放学了。正好这时,老师的课也讲完了,她就托着下巴,听着杂乱的雨声,胡思乱想起来。 She finally understood that no matter where they went, whether it is rainy or sunny, there is always a mother holding her umbrella overhead umbrella. I do not know when, under the window began to rain, raindrops could not beat the glass windows, splashed pieces messy spray. She did not feel like raindrops hitting the glass, it was like falling drops in her own heart. Looking out of the window of heavy rain, she no longer calm down to attend class, she glanced at the watch, there are 10 minutes to get out of school. Just then, the teacher’s class was finished, she was holding his chin, listening to the messy rain, cranky reminiscent.