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　　Outside the rain is still falling, my thoughts like rain drift farther and farther.

　　I seem to be back to that rainy afternoon, I stood in the school gate, the rain has a black figure--my mother.She had an umbrella in her hand and was in such a hurry that she nearly fell down several times.Finally, I could see her clearly. She was wet with worry.At that moment, she in my heart image moment great many.Before, I always quarrel with her, do not understand her hard.But now, I understand her.

　　The rain was still falling, beating heavily against the window, and my thoughts were beating back.I turned to my mother and said, "I love you ".