寒风呼啸着,放肆地寻找目标。雨也不甘落后,“哗哗”地下着。窗户被拍得“啪啪”直响。那是一个风雨交加的夜晚,我和爸爸共撑一把雨伞走在回家的路上。一阵阵寒风呼啸着向我们吹来,我被冻得瑟瑟发抖。爸爸紧紧地搂着我的肩膀,顺手把雨伞挡住了我的面前, Cold wind whistling, wantonly looking for the target. The rain is not far behind, “wow ” underground. The window was patted “pop” straight. It was a stormy night, my father and I drove an umbrella on the way home. A whirlwind of wind blew to us, and I was shivering in the cold. Dad hugged my shoulder tightly, easily blocked the umbrella in front of me,