An unforgettable thing

During the Spring Festival when I was four years old, there was one thing that I cannot forget. Do you want to know? Let me describe it to you slowly!

Whenever the annual Spring Festival comes, many relatives and friends will come to me to pay New Year's greetings. One time, my father’s colleagues came to my house to pay New Year’s greetings. My parents prepared sumptuous dishes. Sometimes the food was not enough, so they would buy some cooked vegetables that could go well with wine. I watched my father and uncles drinking wine and kept shouting: "Good wine!" I thought the food was the most delicious among them, and I heard my father and uncles keep saying that the wine was delicious. I think the wine tastes better than the food! So, I asked them to give me some wine, and my father said: "What are the children doing at home? Go, go,

Go and play."

The opportunity came, My parents had gone out to do something, and I was left alone. Ha, great, I walked into the kitchen and there was a bottle of "Wuliangye" on the cupboard. I spent a lot of effort to move down the bottle of coveted "wine" and put it on the table. I couldn't wait to take a sip. I screamed, it’s so spicy! It was so spicy that I sat on the ground and cried, feeling dizzy and spinning. My mother came back just now. When she saw my face turned red, she asked, "Xinwu, what's wrong?" I was speechless. My mother said again: "Did you drink?" I nodded, my mother smiled and bent over, and she took me into the room to sleep. When I got up, I saw my father, mother, and uncle laughing when I came out. I lowered my head and walked back to the room without daring to come out. I lay on the bed and cried. Do you think I'm "stupid"?

The long road of life is bumpy and difficult. The things that happened are like countless stars in the sky, but the thing I can't forget the most is that incident.

It was one day during the summer vacation last semester. My brother and I went to play among the flowers, playing and feeling bored. So, my brother and I discussed what to play, and he said, "We can wrap some pests in paper and burn them." I also thought this was a good idea. I ran home as fast as I could, got two pieces of paper, and got ready.

My brother and I started catching pests. I'll pack it, he'll catch it. I tore the papers one by one and put them aside for them to wait for the "task". The younger brother moved so fast. Within a few minutes, the first prize was caught, a green grasshopper. Its tentacles swing uneasily, as if aware of its tragic fate. I wrapped it up as quickly as possible. The second grasshopper was also "reported," and after a while, there were more than a dozen. Looking at these little things, my brother smiled and said, "Say goodbye to the world!"

We took the pests to the old doorman, put them together, and piled them into a small hillside. Then, I took out my lighter and opened it next to the ball of paper. Flames immediately burst out. I wasn't worried about catching fire because there was a cement floor underneath. However, the flames were raging in all directions. The ruthless tongues of fire "added" to the earth and rushed towards me. I was almost dying of heat and was sweating. No, the fire is going to spread to the wooden table. Now I was sweating profusely, so I immediately got a broom to put out the fire, but the broom almost caught fire. Later, when I saw the flames, my friends came to help, and the fire was finally put out.

After this incident, I learned: I have to think twice before doing anything, and I can’t act recklessly, let alone set fire to something. This incident educated me and I will never do it again in the future.

An unforgettable thing

That day was an unforgettable day. My grandma took my sister and I to the zoo. Because it was a long way, grandma, my sister and I got on the bus. As we were walking, the car suddenly stopped and an uncle came up. The uncle came over and I took a sneak peek. The uncle walked to my sister’s seat. My sister quickly stood up and said, “Uncle, sit here. My legs are not flexible." The younger sister gave up her seat to the uncle, and the uncle sat on it. After walking for a while, the car suddenly braked and knocked the younger sister down. The uncle saw it, threw the crutches, and quickly helped the younger sister up. I felt very uncomfortable after seeing it, so I gave my seat to my sister. I laughed. Finally, my grandma and sister and I took a car to the entrance of the zoo. My grandma and sister and I got off the car, and my uncle drove away in the car. We walked into the zoo and saw many animals, including all kinds of animals. We had a great time. It was time to eat in the afternoon. My grandma and sister and I got on a bus to go home. Along the way, I thought about it. Although my sister is young, she is very sensible and can give up her seat to others and stand by herself. What a modern little Leifeng, I’m so ashamed.

An unforgettable thing (beginning)

Friend, is there anything you can’t forget? There must be, and I am no exception. It was a beautiful spring day, and all our teachers and students came to Qionghai Park early in the morning. As soon as I stepped into the door, I saw the colorful flowers. Several beautiful butterflies danced among the flowers. Even the little bees were attracted by the beautiful scenery. call! call! A smelly air rushed towards me, what's wrong? We must get to the bottom of this. Walking forward, we came to a snack bar on the beach. The students were stunned when they saw it. They didn't expect that such a beautiful Qionghai sea had such a disappointing place: a plastic bag full of oil. "Floating" on the sea, various drink bottles "rowing" on the sea, and small fish "sleeping" on the sea. What to do?

Whenever I open the photo album in my hand, there is a photo in it that is most unforgettable to me. You see in the photo, there is a little girl standing next to a cute little snowman, smiling so happily. That little girl is me, and the cute little snowman is what I gained from building a snowman for the first time. How unforgettable this time is!

I remember that time my parents and I went to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain to play together. We got off the car halfway up the mountain, ah! Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is like the home of the Snow Queen in fairy tales. It is wrapped in silver and flawless and attracts me. Looking around, wow, there is a vast expanse of white everywhere. It really feels like I have entered a dream like snowflakes. "By the way," I said, "with so much snow, let's have a snowman-making competition! We won't let such a good opportunity go to waste!" Everyone agreed unanimously. I said: "Okay, let's work in groups of two and divide into three teams: red, yellow and blue."

My mother and I were assigned to the blue team. After my father's order, we Start piling up. We first grabbed a handful of fluffy white snow, shaped it into a slightly rounded ball, then placed the snowball on the ground and started rolling. My mother and I worked together to roll and roll, and the snowball grew bigger and bigger. As we roll, we firm up the fluffy areas. Finally a round and big snowball is OK. Next, I was going to make the head of the little snowman. When I was making the head, I asked my mother: "Mom, did you build a snowman when you were a child?" My mother said, "Of course, we loved the snow in winter the most at that time. After the snow stopped, , my friends in the yard and I took a small shovel and a small bucket to build a snowman together. We also used two big buttons to make the little snowman's eyes, used carrots to make the little snowman's nose, and used a broom to make the little snowman's hands. "As I said, the little snowman's head was ready, so I placed the little snowman's head on the little snowman's body. I also took off the hat and scarf and put them on the little snowman. Just right. So I ran to the side and found a few small stones, two of which were the eyes of the little snowman, and one to make the nose of the little snowman. I also found two branches to make the hands of the little snowman. Wow! It's done, and when I look at it, the cute little snowman seems to be smiling at me! I looked at the other two pairs of snowmen, and they each have their own characteristics. Dad said: "I didn't expect my daughter to build such a good snowman!" After hearing this, I happily sang and danced around the snowman, and the singing floated in the air of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.

When I saw this photo, I seemed to see the scene at that time again and appreciate the happiness at that time. I couldn't help but smile!

An unforgettable thing

When I was nine years old, something unforgettable happened to me. It seems like it happened yesterday, and I still remember it fresh.

The school bell rang. The students were chattering away and discussing where to go. I discussed playing football with a few friends.

We found an open space and started playing football to our heart's content. There were several girls as spectators cheering for us. Our playing became more and more exciting. Suddenly, a ball flew over and I caught it. I was very proud. I closed my eyes and kicked the ball hard, but I didn’t know which direction the ball went. I only heard a "bang" sound, ah, the window glass was smashed by the ball. I saw a gray-haired old man appear in the window. He looked outside, then turned and left, as if he was about to come out. Other classmates pulled me to run away and said, "When that old man comes out, he will definitely scold you and may even complain to the teacher. Let's go!" I still stood there motionless and said, "I broke it." Grandpa's glass, I want to apologize to Grandpa. "The other partners can't do anything.

After a while, the grandpa really came. I walked over and said to the grandpa: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I broke your glass.

The old man smiled and said, "As long as you can correct your mistakes and correct them, you are a good boy." Remember, be careful in the future. "I said with a smile: "Thank you, grandpa. ”

From then on, I have been very careful no matter what I do. If I make a mistake, I will always bravely admit it and correct it if I know it.

I always forget my dreams at night and leave them there. In the too-deep blue night sky

——Inscription

Unknowingly, spring has left at a brisk pace. It is early summer, and Chongqing is gradually getting hotter. There is more irritability, more glitz, and more noise.

I still look up at the night sky through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows in a very childhood-like way, leaning sideways. , what I see is a bright night sky without stars, which may be a shortcoming, but it may exaggerate the prosperity of Chongqing.

Today’s night will be very quiet, and my parents are not here.

Today's night will be very noisy, because outside the window

I saw the moon, it was the waning moon, standing upright in a pale and proud posture. The moonlight was not bright, but at least it was. As clear and translucent as water, I suddenly thought of Su Shi's "Night Journey to Chengtian Temple", but I'm afraid people prefer "May people live long and travel thousands of miles to the beautiful moon"

It's early summer. A very innocent taste, and the night is a kind of deep prayer.

I have always liked the night, especially the quiet night. In early summer, I like the just and moderate heat, just like that. The journey just started is still full of hope and vitality, and it is also full of freshness and longing.

The early summer night brings a sense of shyness.

Chongqing is my hometown. In my eyes, it is becoming more and more perfect, but I often can't see the stars, so those childhood dreams just missed me at this elegant beginning of my youth. I don't know when I am sitting on the tail of youth. Will you remember my dreams, my childhood, and my youth?

Have you seen the neon lights outside the window flashing brightly, and countless tall buildings standing proudly? , I don’t know if I will still remember the green grass outside the window that accompanied me in my childhood. Now it is a concrete floor, and it looks even more lonely in the cold night.

But I know the ending, I know this is. It is a symbol of urban progress, because nothing can remain unchanged. People always say that things are the same and people are not the same, which is a kind of desolation. So what if things are not the same?

We walk through each step with a listening attitude. Season, we can no longer feel whether the wind blowing in our ears is happy or painful. Spring has passed. I missed the resurgence of all things in spring at the beginning of a semester. The fleeting time, beautiful footprints, sunken It’s my memory.

Now I can only wave goodbye, just like I said goodbye to my classmates when I graduated, and keep reminding myself to always remember those smiling and strong faces that I will never see again. Only later did I realize that there was nothing I could do.

Everyone is just a passer-by in each other’s lives, just like the night in early summer is an episode in countless seasons and days, so I learned to cherish it better.

Some people say that when you do something repeatedly every day, you will find that time passes quickly.

I think so. When I stood in the light rail carriage, I saw countless crisscrossing houses and buildings and winding asphalt roads. I looked at the light smiling face of time, recorded in our In our lives, parasitic in our lives.

The early summer night is beautiful, but the passage of time is real.

I once loved the world, but when I read "The Divine Comedy", I realized how insignificant I was. It turns out that there are no absolute things, no absolute time, and no absolute love.

It’s an early summer night, peaceful, like a sleeping child. Perhaps the car’s horn is really the best lullaby.

Learn to face life with a brave attitude, learn to face life with a proud attitude, and learn to face time with a tenacious attitude.

Early summer night.

Please tell me what a wonderful night this is.

What I can chant now is only part of the chapter on heaven:

I saw the scattered pages of the entire universe

completely fascinated Collected in the depths of the light

Binded into a complete book by kindness

Real objects and accidental objects

And the relationship between them

As if blending and melting together

What I am talking about is just a simple appearance

I always forget my dreams in the night, in that blue that is too deep in the night sky.

——Inscription

Unconsciously, spring has left at a brisk pace. It is early summer, and Chongqing is gradually getting hotter. It seems that there is an extra irritability, an extra It’s more flashy and more noisy.

I still looked up at the night sky through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows in a very childhood-like way, with my body tilted sideways. What I saw was a bright night sky without stars, perhaps. A shortcoming, but it may exaggerate the prosperity of Chongqing as a whole.

Today will be a quiet night without my parents.

Today's night will be very noisy, because outside the window.

I saw the moon, it was the waning moon, standing upright in a pale and proud posture. The moonlight was not bright, but at least it was as clear and translucent as water. I suddenly thought of Su Shi's song "Remembering Chengtian" "Temple Night Tour", but I'm afraid people prefer "I wish you a long life, and thousands of miles to visit the beautiful woman".

Early summer is a very innocent taste, while the night is a deep prayer.

I have always liked the night, especially the quiet night. In early summer, I like the just right and moderate heat, just like the departure, as full of hope and vitality, as fresh and longing.

The early summer night started with a sense of shyness.

Chongqing is my hometown, and in my eyes, it is becoming more and more perfect. But I often can't see the stars, so those childhood dreams just missed me at this elegant beginning of my youth. I don't know if I will still remember my dreams and me when I sit on the tail of my youth. my childhood, and my youth.

It’s getting noisier day by day, have you seen it? The neon lights outside the window are flashing brightly, and countless tall buildings are standing proudly. I don’t know if I will still remember the green grass outside the window that accompanied me in my childhood. Now it is a concrete floor, and it looks even more lonely in the cold night.

But I know the ending, and I know that this is a sign of urban progress, because nothing can remain unchanged. People always say that things are the same and people are different, which is a kind of desolation. So what if things are not the same as people?

We are walking through each season in a listening posture. We can no longer feel whether the wind blowing by our ears is happy or painful. Spring has passed. I am in a semester. I miss the beginning and the resurgence of all things in spring. The fleeting time and beautiful footprints are sunk in my memory.

Now I can only wave goodbye, just like saying goodbye to my classmates when I graduated, and constantly remind myself to always remember those smiling and strong faces that I can never see again, only to find out later that I can't do anything about it. .

Everyone is just a passer-by in each other’s lives, just like the night in early summer is an episode in countless seasons and countless days. So learn to cherish it better.

Some people say that when you do something repeatedly every day, you will find that time passes quickly.

I think so. When I stood in the light rail carriage, I saw countless crisscrossing houses and buildings and winding asphalt roads. I looked at the light smiling face of time, recorded in our In our lives, parasitic in our lives.

The early summer night is beautiful, but the passage of time is real.

I once loved the world, but when I read "The Divine Comedy", I realized how insignificant I was. It turns out that there are no absolute things, no absolute time, and no absolute love.

It’s an early summer night, peaceful, like a sleeping child. Perhaps the car’s horn is really the best lullaby.

Learn to face life with a brave attitude, learn to face life with a proud attitude, and learn to face time with a tenacious attitude.

Early summer night.

Please tell me what a wonderful night this is.

What I can chant now is only part of the chapter on heaven:

I saw the scattered pages of the entire universe

completely fascinated Collected in the depths of the light

Binded into a complete book with kindness

Real objects and accidental objects

And the relationship between them

As if blended and melted together

What I am talking about is just a simple appearance

Zinc deficiency or heart deficiency

On a recent TV commercial Various nutritional products have become the protagonist again. Every day I see those advertisements on TV under the banner of giving supplements to children. It seems that children have a lot to do and a lot of money to make. Indeed, some parents often blindly follow the trend and buy a lot of "health products" for their children, thinking that eating those things will make their children number one in the class. In fact, this is not the case. Buying so many health products will not only not nourish the brain, but will also increase their weakness.

I remember there was a sentence in an advertisement for children's glucose oral liquid: "If children don't eat, they are zinc deficient!" But I feel that today's children are lacking in heart! They take the care given to them by their parents for granted, and even compete with each other among their neighbors: who eats more and who eats more expensively.

I know that buying such a small box of supplements costs about 80 yuan, and it costs two to three hundred yuan for more! This amount is a huge amount of money to me, but those children are so blessed that they don’t know how to be blessed. Their faces are full of disdain, thinking that they are rich and noble and how good they are. Alas, the love of their parents is not only reflected in It’s on the supplements I bought for you.

In fact, today’s children are not lacking in nutrition at all. Our predecessors had a hard time when they were young. Now that they are older, are they not healthy? If I have to say that today's children are missing something, then I think they lack the perseverance, strength and bravery of spirit and body. Today's children seem to be too squeamish to do any work. In their eyes, their parents have become their servants, letting them call them around. In their hearts, the most basic sense of morality has disappeared without a trace. Do you think this is a lack of heart?

The Web of Friendship

——Reflections after reading "Charlotte's Web"

Charlotte's life is entangled in those fragile threads. The withered brown eyes in the autumn wind stared affectionately with the remaining light of life. Wilbur held a bag of eggs in his mouth, whimpering, and stared straight at Charlotte in the corner. The two friends, one speechless and the other unable to speak, just said goodbye silently, using each other's eyes to penetrate the edge of life and death. I read quietly, my heart was tightened, and I felt that time stopped flowing in front of these clear words. Listen, in my ears, the parting shengxiao came so clearly: the evening breeze blows the willow flute, the sunset is cold...

Charlotte, maybe just go to that world to weave Go online. Wilbur stayed in this world to continue Charlotte's life. Their friendship, which is explained by life and witnessed by life and death, is really difficult for us at the age of 12 to understand. It's a little sentimental, a little reluctant, a little sad, a little desolate, but also has a hint of sweetness, which makes people want to cry, and even more want to smile. But even if there are other feelings, what each of us must learn is to let go and grow up.

In fact, life is like a stage, and parting plays are performed every day. You and I have both had it before, but the degree of joy and sorrow is different. Beside that deep ocean, I am parting. The protagonist.

This pier is a very familiar place. I have said goodbye many times, always here... This is the place I am attached to. I hate it a little, but I also love it a little. The silver-gray sky gives people a sense of solemnity. Standing there, it becomes an ugly and rigid painting.

Those eyes are something I can never forget. They contain some kind of desire and some kind of fantasy. It seems as if he is whispering to you. The separation between friends may not be a permanent farewell, but this friend of mine will go to Dinghai to study, and if we meet in the future, it will be short-lived. She looked at me without speaking, and I was equally silent. There was an invisible chewing gum stuck to my mouth and throat, preventing me from making any sound. I wanted to cry, but I didn't want to leave her any more sentimental at this moment. We just stood there, communicating with our eyes.

We have always been good friends in kindergarten. We had some conflicts, but we made up again the next day. Our friendship is unbreakable.

Once, out of curiosity, I dismantled the building blocks she had worked so hard to build. I just want to see how she wears it. I still remembered it when I was taking it apart, but after I finished taking it apart, I couldn't find the end. Looking left and right, I was extremely anxious, but we were both extremely anxious. I thought she must blame me, and racked my brains to explain. Seeing my monkey-like appearance, she spoke: "Everyone is curious, I don't blame you!"

Every word of this sentence is firmly rooted in my heart, But now...my nose is sour.

She was carrying a large handbag and her body was drooping, as if all her strength was concentrated in her two hands. I walked over to help her carry a side, and also dragged her back - but it was a step too late. But her mother urged: "Listen, the sirens are sounding. Let's go quickly. Lin Yuchun, come visit us often when you have time!" She finally spoke: "Remember - we are still friends!" "Of course, I wish you the best. Bon voyage! "I watched her go away...

The web that Charlotte and Wilbur weaved together will always be a web of friendship.

At 2:28 pm on May 12th, it was an unforgettable moment and a bloody moment. In a moment, a huge disaster occurred in most of China - a magnitude 8 earthquake! At this moment, how many people were killed and how many people lost their loved ones! Before the earthquake, my classmates and I were studying in the classroom. I suddenly felt my chair shaking violently. I thought it was the classmate sitting behind me kicking my chair. So, I turned my head angrily and whispered, "I'm sorry." Don't worry, why are you kicking my chair?" Just as the classmate was about to defend, the teacher stood up alertly and shouted: "Students, run to the playground, there's an earthquake!" I suddenly understood! , but did not dare to hesitate, stood up, and ran quickly to the playground. I saw a sea of ??people on the playground, and the playground was even more surrounded. After a while, we finished school one by one. When we got home, my mother asked me to turn on the TV to see the latest situation of the earthquake. We know that a magnitude 8 earthquake occurred in Wenchuan, not far from us. Then, the rescue situation was broadcast on the TV 24 hours a day. I suddenly saw a touching scene: a mother protected her child with her body. She wrote a text message on her mobile phone that could never be sent: "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you." You!”

There was also a child named Lin Hao. When the earthquake came, he was lucky enough to escape from the classroom. However, he got into the ruins of the school and helped the teacher save his classmates. However, when he When he once again got into the ruins to rescue his classmates, an aftershock suddenly came, and eight-year-old Xiao Linhao was buried in the ruins again. Fortunately, Lin Hao was rescued by the teacher.

There was an ordinary teacher named Tan Qianqiu. When the earthquake came, he opened his arms and lay on the desk to protect the four classmates below him. All the classmates were rescued, but Teacher Tan unfortunately died. Teacher Tan used her flesh and blood to tightly guard the door of her students' lives.

After the disaster, everyone from top to bottom felt strength and hope. It was originally a beautiful May with red flowers and green willows, but what was deeply engraved in the hearts of the descendants of Yan and Huang was disaster and bloodshed. However, in the face of the disaster, we saw more than just these, and we were relieved to see the future and brilliant future of our motherland. hope.

Learning to tolerate others is to learn to be kind to yourself. Resentment can only keep our souls living in darkness forever; tolerance can make our souls free and liberated.

I invited my friends to play this weekend. That day, I wore a pair of white sweatpants that my mother had bought for me and went to the appointment in high spirits. When I arrived at the venue, my friends all complimented me on my white pants. I felt very proud and felt very comfortable.

This is, He Shihao proposed to play football. Because of my excitement, I didn't realize that I was wearing white pants, so I started playing. At that time, a few boys and I were playing football, and suddenly a figure came out. I passed the ball without seeing it clearly. It was too late to say, but it was quick to say that Qiu hit his clothes impartially. I took a closer look and saw a black mark as big as a sesame seed cake on classmate He Shihao's light blue shirt. I apologized hastily, but he got so angry that he kicked me twice on the legs, leaving two deep footprints on my white pants. In the past, I would have retaliated against him, but this time I calmed down unexpectedly. I don’t know what force suppressed my inner anger and continued to play ball... After school, the classmates went home one after another.

This is when I found a classmate who was looking for something anxiously. I walked over enthusiastically and saw that it was He Shihao. I turned around and wanted to leave, but then I thought: Why bother! Just help him find it together and leave him embarrassed. When I enthusiastically reached out to help, I was greeted by the grateful smile of the classmate, and my heart was filled with warmth and happiness.

If a person chooses to care, he will spend the rest of his life in darkness; but if a person chooses tolerance, he can spread the sunshine to the earth. As the old saying goes: "If you know you've made a mistake, correct it, and you'll never do much good." In this case, why can't we be tolerant when faced with the mistakes a person makes unintentionally?

When our hearts choose tolerance for ourselves, we gain the freedom we deserve, because we have put down our burdens. No matter whether we face friends or enemies, we should give them a sweet smile. Tolerance can make friends. When you can tolerate others' mistakes with an open-minded and bright mind, you will naturally have more friends. Let us be more tolerant, make life easier and more enjoyable, and let us have more friends.

To be tolerant of others is to liberate yourself and return your soul to purity. The touching moment

There is always a kind of power in life that will shock our hearts; there is always a kind of touching that will make us burst into tears. "Truth, goodness and beauty" are always the source of our touching. Open the door to our most sincere emotions, because we are moved by ordinary people who perform extraordinary lives!

In the life I have experienced, there is such a thing that moved me deeply, It’s still unforgettable to this day.

In the summer when I was ten years old. The sun was scorching like fire. As soon as the sun came up, the sky was so hot that it felt like there was fire on the ground. There was no wind at all, which made people feel stuffy. The willow trees outside the window drooped, the road was scorching hot from the sun, and people's clothes were almost scorched by the sun. On this scorching summer day, when I was blowing the air conditioner, playing on the computer, and eating snacks at home, my good friend Wang Kun invited me to play tennis. I couldn't refuse, so I had to agree to him. .

We came to the tennis court. After more than an hour of fighting, I defeated Wang Kun with difficulty through the "tiebreak". By this time, we were sweating profusely and our mouths were dry. Suddenly, I heard a big sister selling popsicles not far from the tennis court shouting: "We are selling popsicles! Who wants popsicles!" We were overjoyed when we heard someone selling popsicles - after all, there were no shops around the tennis court, but when I After touching my pocket, I became discouraged - I actually forgot to bring any money. "Hey! Why did you forget to bring money at this time?" I couldn't help but complain. "That's right, it's such a wonderful thing to be able to eat a popsicle in this hot summer weather!" Wang Kun said beautifully, but there was still a tone of frustration behind it. At this time, I accidentally found a one-yuan note next to a pile of garbage, but when I looked closer, it turned out to be a half-cut one-yuan note. But how could we think about this at that time? So we ignored everything and went straight to the big sister selling popsicles.

When we got there, we were out of breath. I gave the one-yuan banknotes I had folded in advance to the elder sister and said, "Sister, here are two popsicles." "Okay!" the elder sister said enthusiastically. But at this moment, my mood was ups and downs like waves, like a torrent of water, extremely unstable. I was afraid that my elder sister would find out that the one dollar was half, and then scold me, scold me bloody, and let me... Everyone is ashamed of their money. Fortunately, the eldest sister put the money in her pocket as soon as she took it, then gave us two popsicles, and we ran away quickly. Eating the popsicles I got through deception, I felt really bad. It was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty came all at once. Looking at Wang Kun again, he was eating with gusto. He also said: "This popsicle tastes really good."

After eating the popsicle, I wanted to check the time, but found that my watch was missing. oops! Oh my god! What to do? This watch was brought back to me by my uncle from Beijing. It was worth several hundred yuan. I was so anxious that I couldn't help crying and shed tears of sadness. At this time, I heard a familiar footsteps slowly walking towards me behind me. I turned around and looked, oh, isn't this the big sister selling popsicles? She still had my watch in her hand. "Little brother, is this watch yours?" "It's mine." I said with shame and joy. "Okay, I'll give it back to you.

"After she finished speaking, she returned the watch to me. "Sister, thank you so much. In fact, that...that one dollar is...is..." Okay, stop talking. In fact, I already knew it. Isn’t it just one yuan? Why should I hurt your self-esteem for that one dollar? But you are still a good boy if you dare to admit your mistakes. "After she finished speaking, she left. At this time, it was already evening. I stood blankly, watching her back fade away from my field of vision. I seemed to see a flower blooming in the desert wilderness. The beautiful lily is so loving and perfect.

At that moment, I was moved.