I remember that day, it rained cats and dogs. I didn't bring my umbrella. I am at the school gate. What should I do? At this moment, my mother appeared beside me, holding an umbrella in her hand, and said, "I knew you didn't bring an umbrella. Next time, whether it rains or not, you should take it with you, just in case, or you will trouble me again. Do you hear me?" "Oh!" Although my mother says so, she cares about me.
On the way, the rain became more and more heavy. Gradually, I found my umbrella leaning against my side, and my mother's shoulder was wet by the heavy rain. Look at me again, but I haven't touched a drop of rain. At this moment, I left tears, which were boiling hot.
When I got home, I saw my mother half wet and sneezed a few times. My mother was sick for me, and I left tears of emotion.