2 1 century, the times developed rapidly and the society changed dramatically.

Now there is a long row of railings on the street to separate pedestrians from non-motor vehicles, thus avoiding unnecessary troubles. There are also a few patient traffic counselors standing by all day, but they are not for other reasons, just for people to obey traffic rules and avoid safety accidents. Such people can be seen everywhere, such as the traffic police uncle who directs traffic in the middle of the road and the cleaner who sweeps leaves under the big tree. It is because of countless efforts that we have a happy life now.

I remember one day it suddenly rained heavily. I ran home with an umbrella, but with the wind, the rain fell on my schoolbag and shoulders. The umbrella also makes a' dadada' sound, which seems to be the urging sound of rain. I quickened my pace unconsciously, but the oncoming wind was facing me. Seeing the green light at the intersection ahead, I simply put away my umbrella and ran forward. But just before crossing the road, the red light came on again.

I stood under the public umbrella to shelter from the rain, because it was a good place to shelter from the rain, so it was soon crowded with people. Everyone here wanted to squeeze into the middle, but this umbrella could not block such a heavy rain for so many people. A few people on the edge were squeezed out, but everyone was squeezed into the safest place-the middle. Helpless, I was caught in the middle, unable to move, and a piece of wet clothes rubbed against each other in the middle. Through a small crack, I clearly saw that the traffic counselor who should have the most right to stand under the umbrella took the initiative to take a step back. Although this small step is small, it is enough to touch everyone's heart. An aunt standing by silently moved back a little. Then everyone took a small step back, and the crowded space became loose again. I also returned a little to everyone. In the middle stood an old woman with a toddler in her arms. She immediately smiled at the people around her. I seem to see a simplicity in that nonstandard smile. Her heart must be filled with endless thanks. Some people standing outside put up umbrellas, while others stood outside and opened them. In a short time, this big umbrella and these small umbrellas are like a flower in full bloom in the rain, and they are umbrellas propped up with love. Now, no one has been caught in the rain, and several people have put down their bags that were originally held high above their heads.

As soon as the green light came on, the uncle of the traffic counselor happily blew the wet whistle in his hand. We all went out with a wave of the flag. Looking back, uncle traffic persuader stood under the umbrella again. Although he is dressed very thinly, he doesn't seem to feel cold at all, as if all of us are still warm under the umbrella.

The distance between people may be just an umbrella, so please take the initiative to hold up an umbrella and let others stand under your umbrella to avoid the wind and rain.