Raincoat In My Memory

Raincoat In My Memory ---Gomiek Raincoat

In nature, flowers bloom and wither, tides rise and fall, life's path twists and turns, and thorns abound. Without experiencing wind and rain, how can one see a rainbow? I would like to grow up slowly in the wind and rain.

It began to rain again, so I put on my raincoat, stepped on my bike, and headed straight to school. However, I couldn't resist the splashing rain, so I had to casually pull on my raincoat. I remember when I was in primary school, I always sat on the beam of my bicycle and was sent to school by my father. Farewell to the big bike that shared the hardships of the past, and farewell to my father's raincoat that had sheltered me from the wind and rain, I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. "I used to hate rainy days extremely, because I always accidentally fell victim to drowning.". However, as I rode, I actually appreciated the world in the rain and felt that it had a unique flavor.

Tens of thousands of rain threads are like misty veils covering the streets and alleys, as if the world were shrouded in a hazy haze. Students hurrying along the street, wearing colorful raincoats such as red and purple, are like flowers blooming in the rain, enchanting and blooming. The hard working sanitation workers are not afraid of the rain, and the rain is unbridled against my eyes. I feel a trace of pain, but I still insist on opening my eyes. The king of all these storms, feeling the rain washing away my raincoat, my heart unexpectedly filled with joy. Although my clothes have been wet and my shoes have been soaked through, it is indeed my mark of fighting the wind and rain alone! In life, I may encounter wind, frost, rain, snow, and ups and downs at any time. How can I cower and hold back?

Parents, like a big raincoat, once sheltered me from the wind and rain. Now that I have grown up, my father's raincoat can no longer accommodate me, and I don't need to hide in for shelter anymore. I must rely on my small raincoat to bravely brave the storms and meet the difficulties and challenges in life. There are many storms in life, but only by experiencing them personally and fighting bravely can one be confident that one will have a life of two hundred years and be able to hit three thousand miles with water. Facing the wind and rain, growing up in the wind and rain, becoming as fearless as parents. One day, when my parents wore their own raincoats in the downtown area, I could also use my own raincoats to shield them from the wind and rain, and to cover a blue sky for them.

Silkworms emerge as butterflies due to breaking pupae, flowers bloom due to wind and rain, and people mature due to hardship. I am willing to grow slowly in the wind and rain!