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很多时候，父母的爱就像那天空划过的飞鸟――时常到来而又不留痕迹。 Most of the time, the love of parents is like a bird that flies in the sky on that day - often comes without leaving a trace. 那是一个天色昏暗的傍晚，窗外狂风大作，我打扫完教室里的卫生开始收拾书包，准备回家。“咔嚓－－”，天空中突然响起一声惊雷，紧接着大雨倾盆而至．我心中暗叫不好，把衣服往头上一披就向外冲，刚到校门，两个熟悉的身影闪入眼帘－－是爸爸，还有妈妈，可他们两个人手里都只有一把伞．妈妈笑了笑对我说：“我和你爸都是直接从办公室里过来的，没多带伞，我俩合打一把吧。”“不行，雨太大，两个合打一把两个人都要被打湿，我这把伞给诗豪。”爸爸忙说着把伞伸过来。“我和爸爸打一把。”说着我跳到爸爸的伞下，爸爸一手举着伞，一手尽力搂住我的肩，三人两伞隐没在水雾之中，那一刻我感到好幸福好幸福。 It was a dusky evening. The wind outside the window was strong. After cleaning the classroom, I began to pack my schoolbag and prepare to go home. "Kazam" -- there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and then the rain poured down. I cried in my heart. I threw my clothes on my head and rushed out. As soon as I got to the school gate, two familiar figures flashed into my eyes -- it was my father and my mother, but they both had only one umbrella in their hands. My mother smiled and said to me: "your father and I are directly from the office Come on, no more umbrella. Let's play together. " "No, it's raining so hard that both of them will get wet. I'll give this umbrella to Shi Hao." Dad said quickly that he would put out his umbrella. "I'll fight dad." Saying that I jumped under my father's umbrella. My father held up the umbrella in one hand and tried to hold my shoulder in the other hand. The three people and two umbrellas disappeared in the mist. At that moment, I felt very happy and happy. | 
