俗话说:“远亲不如近邻。”这话还真没说错。我们这栋楼里就有一群不是亲人胜似亲人的邻居,大家互帮互助,亲如一家。一个周末的下午,妈妈带我去城里购物。回家的路上,天灰蒙蒙的,不一会儿,狂风骤起。很明显,一场暴风雨即将来临。一路上,妈妈心急如焚,嘴上不停地念着:“糟了,糟了,如果赶不及,晒在楼上的被子就完蛋了。”好不容易到家了,不想天公不作美, As the saying goes: “distant relatives not as good as neighbors.” In this building we have a group of neighbors who are not loved relatives and loved ones. We help each other as one. A weekend afternoon, my mother took me to the city shopping. On the way home, gray, and soon, the wind suddenly rose. Obviously, a storm is coming. Along the way, my mother anxious, his mouth kept reading: “bad, bad, if not enough time, the quilt drying upstairs finished. ” Finally get home, do not want gods not beautiful,