假期里,我和爸爸、妈妈坐飞机到北京旅游,我们的第一个行程就是参观毛主席纪念堂。我们赶个大早来到纪念堂,却发现门前早已排起了长龙。突然,天空飘起了细雨,但长长的队伍中没有一个人离开。有的人赶忙撑开雨伞,继续在雨中默默等待着;有的人没有打伞,细雨渐渐淋湿了他们的衣衫,但他们仍然排在队伍中。我不禁好奇地问爸爸:“爸爸,为什么有那么多人瞻仰毛主席呢?”爸爸摸摸我 During the holidays, my father and mother fly to Beijing and our first trip is to visit Chairman Mao Memorial Hall. We came to the Memorial early in the morning, but found long queues in front of the queue. Suddenly, the sky floated drizzle, but no one in the long line left. Some people hurriedly opened their umbrellas and continued to wait in the rain silently; some did not get their umbrellas, and the rain drifted away from their clothes, but they were still in the ranks. I can not help but curiously ask Dad: “Dad, why are so many people looking after Chairman Mao?” "Dad touch me