放学了,天却下起了滂沱大雨,又夹杂着闪电。教室里也像炸开的锅,同学们慌乱着,有的窜来窜去正好玩一会,有的说好要顶着雨冲出去。同学们盼着雨停了快回家,但雨不但不如我们所愿,反而越下越起劲了。我望着阴暗的窗外,心里想:“雨,何时能停呀?”许多同学陆续被家长接走了,教室里剩下没几个人,我想:冲回家去吧,打电话给妈妈,也没人接。其他同学都被接走了,就妈妈 After school, the sky was under heavy rain, but also mixed with lightning. The classroom is also like a blasted pot, students panic, and some channeling to play just for a while, and some say good to rush out against the rain. The students hoped for the rain to stop returning home quickly, but the rain was not as good as we had hoped, but the more the more energetic it was. I looked out of the dark window, my heart thought: “rain, when can you stop?” Many students have been picked up by parents, few people left in the classroom, I think: go go home, call To mom, no one answered. Other students have been taken away, mom