你如果问我,心目中最美的花儿是什么?我一定会毫不犹豫地说是暴雨中的那束野菊。周末,天阴沉沉的,不一会儿就下起了暴雨,奶奶嘱咐我呆睚家里不要乱跑,她要去附近的花园看看那些花儿,我吵着要跟奶奶一起去,奶奶拗不过我,只好答应,我兴奋地穿上雨衣拉着奶奶冲进了雨中。花园在离家几公里远的地方,是一处塑料大棚。雨越下越大,伴着呼啸的狂风,我紧紧抓住奶奶的手,在泥泞的路上小心翼翼地走着,心里有几分害怕。路上不断看到被狂风吹断的树 If you ask me what is the most beautiful flower in my mind, I will certainly say without hesitation the bunch of wild chrysanthemums in the rainstorm. Weekend, overcast, and soon began a rainstorm, my grandmother told me to stay home Do not run around, she went to see the flowers near the garden, I was clamoring to go with my grandmother, Grandma beat me, Had only agreed, I am excited to put on a raincoat pulled grandma ran into the rain. Garden a few kilometers away from home, is a plastic shed. The rain grew bigger and bigger, accompanied by the whistling wind, I firmly grasp my grandmother’s hand, carefully walking in the muddy road, my heart a bit scared. On the way to see the tree was blown by the wind