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我记忆中最温暖的夜晚,是个雨夜……记得我上四年级时,一天正在学校走廊里排队准备放学,一道霹雳般的闪电从天空中斜射而下,刺眼的光芒照亮了原本昏暗的天空。霎时天空又暗了下来。随即听到的便是“轰隆”一声巨响,震耳欲聋。接着就听见“哗啦,哗啦”下雨的声音,大雨就像流星一样迅速落到了地上。老师当然不会在这种天气里把我们带出校园,就让大家在校门口等候自己的家长来接。我刚走到门口还没站稳,便看见一个身穿红色雨衣骑着自行车的人正冲着我招手,我一眼便认出他就是我的姥爷。我朝姥爷跑去,站在自行车旁正准备跨上自行车。这时豆大的雨点落在我单薄的衣衫上,寒风吹过我的身体,我顿时
I remember the warmest night is a rainy night ... ... I remember the fourth grade, one day in the school corridor line up for school, a bolt of lightning streaked down from the sky, the dazzling light of the original dark sky . Suddenly the sky was dark again. Then I heard “Bang” a loud noise, deafening. Then I heard “rattling, crashing” sound of rain, heavy rain fell like a meteor, quickly fell to the ground. Of course, the teacher will not take us out of school in this kind of weather and let everyone wait for their parents at the school gate. I just walked to the door not firm, we saw a man wearing a red raincoat riding a bicycle is waving at me, I immediately recognize that he is my grandpa. I ran towards my grandpa, stood by the bike and was about to cross the bike. At this moment, the big raindrops fell on my flimsy clothes, and the cold wind blows on my body. I immediately