一夜的狂风暴雨。睡梦中,我听到父亲的房门开了好几次,伴着的还有沉重的叹息声。现在正是玉米的结穗期,而这一场狂风暴雨,势必会让大片快要成熟的玉米倒伏,玉米的产量会大大减少。这是我们家唯一的经济来源啊。四点多,雨停了。父亲推了一下我的房门,发出沙哑的声音:“我去田里扶玉米,你去不去?”我一边回应父亲,一边迅速穿衣服。一开学又需要一笔学费,我深知这些玉米对我以及全家人的重要性。天已微亮,刚下过雨,小路有些湿滑,我跟在父亲身后,小心翼翼地迈着步子。迎面而来的风很湿润,还有丝丝的凉 Night storm. Asleep, I heard my father’s door opened several times, accompanied by a heavy sigh. Now it is the corn ear, and this storm, is bound to make a large piece of mature corn lodging, corn production will be greatly reduced. This is the only source of income for our family. More than four o’clock, the rain stopped. My father pushed my door and made a hoarse voice: “I went to the fields to hold the corn, are you going?” "I quickly put on my clothes while responding to my father. I need to pay a fee to start school and I know the importance of these corn to me and the whole family. The sky was light, just under the rain, the path a bit slippery, I followed behind my father, walked cautiously. Oncoming wind is very humid, as well as slightest cool