Opening the door of the class mailbox, Hadron's face suddenly darkened.

There was a letter lying inside, and a big hole was torn off in the corner of the letter, revealing white writing paper.

Hadron can't remember how many times this stamp was stolen. Ten times? Fifteen times? Anyway, every time Hadron receives a letter, a good letter always smiles at him with a crooked mouth.

Who changed, also won't be indifferent, hadron frown, seriously study countermeasures.

Catch a thief? Hadron shook his head gently as he flashed an idea. They all belong to the same school ... Take a step back. Hadron bought a small lock and jingled the lock on the mailbox while everyone was taking a lunch break. Is this ok? Hadron mused happily.

Hadron's face soon darkened again.

The "cruel" facts prove that Hadron's response to these enthusiastic stamp collectors is too polite. I don't know which stamp collector Kong Yiji pried open the lock, which may be a warning to Hadron. This time, the whole letter was gone.

"good! I told you to pry! " Hadron thought hard and immediately responded: a big copper lock appeared on the small mailbox. "You can't cure you if you don't believe me!" Hadron fiddled with the heavy lock and felt a little safer.

Unfortunately, he was wrong again. When he saw the broken mailbox, he realized it immediately.

When encountering this annoying thing, Hadron's reaction has begun to become helpless.

Just say that the enemy will block and have the means to cover. There was nothing. It doesn't seem to solve the problem that things from life will echo in my heart.

Hadron's letter was no longer sent to school, but I went to the post office to get it myself.

Of course, Hadron has to do more than that. A letter was sent to the headmaster, detailing his embarrassment.

In Hadron's view, "luck" is not bad. Soon there was an echo from the school, and the mailbox in the message room was replaced by a strong small iron box, and the management of letters was improved a lot. To everyone's delight, stamps have never been lost.

The stamp storm has now subsided, and its reverberation is still in Hadron's heart.

The trend of new skirts

"Look, how beautiful this skirt is!" Yes, look, there is gold lace on it! "How beautiful!" I was filled with joy after listening to the envious admiration of my classmates.

After school, I went home with some friends. On the way, several female students saw my new skirt and were envious. Naturally, I am very happy. I ran forward happily. Like a dancing China. Suddenly, a basin of water fell from the upstairs of the family building, and then two eggs fell and hit me right on the head. Water runs down my hair to my new skirt, and besides, it smells terrible. In this way, my new skirt became dirty and smelly in the blink of an eye, and I panicked. I was very angry and said, "Who threw water under it without looking at it!" " "There was a sharp laugh from upstairs, and then a fat woman lowered her head and shouted," What's the matter? What do you care if I splash water? "I was so angry that I thought," How can such a person not accompany others, but pour water on others? On the contrary, he cursed. I said, "Then you shouldn't throw water from upstairs! Where's my skirt? " "What a good service!" She roared. Who let you die? Get out! "I was so angry that I had nothing to say. It was really a scholar who met a soldier-I'm not sure. I left helplessly, my heart ached When I got home, my mother looked at me as a "soaked chicken" and said simply, "I knew this would happen." Don't wear new clothes in the future! "My heart is sour, angry and sad. Angry for that woman's irrationality, sad for my beautiful skirt, alas-

I always remember this incident, because it taught me to be a polite boy and what is tolerance and morality.

A little storm I experienced.

I made a friend when I was in the sixth grade. I call her "skinny" because she is thin. ?

That "thin man" is so weak that he can run 50 meters out of breath. But she was generous and left everything to me. ?

One day after school, I invited her to my home and showed her one of my most cherished stamps. "how about it? Good-looking? " I showed her with tweezers. "Oh, how beautiful!" She stretched out her bamboo-like hands and held them in her palm. "Be careful! Don't get dirty, you know, only 50 pieces have been sent nationwide! " I shook my head and said proudly. "If only I had one." She said to herself.

"Bring it, don't put it down!" I grabbed the stamp and cleverly put it in the drawer. In the evening, when I was looking for a book, I suddenly found that the stamps were missing. How did this happen? I obviously put it in the drawer today. Did "skinny" do it? Damn it! The next day, I found her and said sharply, "Do you think you have my stamps?" . If you want it, just say it! Why are you stealing chickens and dogs? I think you are honest. This time, I know you are a hypocrite! Liar! Thief! "My words aimed at her like a machine gun.

She was at a loss by my words and just shouted to me again and again, "No! No ... "But I wouldn't let her go and insisted. This made her poor oral expression skills so angry that her lips trembled and she could not speak. Her wrinkled face turned red with excitement, and at last she began to cry. I thought she didn't want to return it, so she turned and ran away, never paying attention to her again.

One day in the summer vacation, I was helping my mother with housework. She suddenly came to me and said, "If I really took that stamp, please give it to me. I know you will. " . Let's be friends again! Looking at her sincere eyes, I smiled and said, "You should have admitted it earlier, but I don't care." She lowered her head and turned red and white. After listening to me, she wanted to say more, but my mother was calling me, so I said, "Go ahead, I have something to do." She nodded, turned and walked slowly.

I came to my mother and asked, "What is this?" Mother reached out and handed me a stamp and said, "Isn't this the stamp you found the other day?" It's under the table. "What? My eyes widened in surprise. Suddenly, I understood everything. ?

I grabbed the stamp that caused the storm with my hand and ran to her home with reverence and shame.

Respondents: xf 2008- Jianghu rookie level 5 2007-1-kloc-0/317: 38

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Genre narration

The theme can be written that menstruation is pregnant, and the whole family is very happy and kind to her. When her aunt gave birth to a baby and found it was a girl, the whole family was divided into two factions. Menstruation suddenly turned cold and wanted to abort the baby girl. Another school, including uncles, thinks that boys and girls are the same and are more considerate to their aunts. The two factions argued fiercely and even struck a table. Finally, everyone unified their understanding and gave birth to boys and girls.

The action description of the idea is interspersed in the full text, and the key points can be shown in the debate.

One Sunday afternoon, my father and I went swimming in the swimming pool. When I came to the swimming pool, I couldn't wait to jump into the water and swim freely.

The swimming pool is really big, with a water depth of about 2 meters. I said to my father, "Dad, I want to go swimming in the deepest place. When I put my hand out of the water, it means that my breathing is almost unbearable. Will you pull me up? " Dad said, "Well, be careful." At first, my father was very cooperative, but at last, when I reached out, no one paid any attention to me. At that time, I couldn't hold back, and the water kept drilling into my nose and mouth. At this time, I thought: the common sense teacher said that water has good toughness. So I tried to sink, but because the swimming pool was too deep, I fell into a trap and got deeper and deeper. ?

I have a feeling of fear in my heart. Will I ... when I think about it, I will struggle desperately in the water and try to get myself out of the water.

Just then, I don't know who gently helped me from the water to the shore. I opened my eyes and saw that it was dad! Suddenly, my nose was sour and tears flowed down like a broken pearl. I shouted, "Dad, why are you ignoring me?" ! Just now, I almost ... almost ... "Dad said quickly," I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I forgot that you were in the water just now, so I chatted with my old classmates, so ... "

After this storm, I deeply realized how fragile life is, and I will cherish my life more in the future.

When I was in the second grade, my father assigned me a composition-looking up information and writing a composition. I thought my parents' homework could be fooled, so I ran to my room and closed the door. I opened an essay and exam on my desk, and I came across an article entitled "The Elephant's Guest Star" with an attractive title, so I opened that page and read it carefully. Ha ha! You can muddle through this time! Dad doesn't know anyway. I picked up a pencil and scribbled it in my notebook. I finished writing a table. Isn't it early? I played computer in the house again. ...

I took my composition to my father and waited for his judgment. My father was very happy when he saw it. That night he bought me toys and invited me to eat McDonald's. Dad also praised my progress! My heart is full of joy.

But happiness won't last long. One day, my father was reading a composition and a test paper. "Li! Come here! " Dad called, and I thought it was a good thing, so I ran over happily. Dad said, "What's the matter? Is someone else writing exactly like you? " I was shocked to see my father's posture, so I confessed. My father said to me earnestly, "son, don't think that the homework assigned by my parents is not homework." You have to support your parents when you grow up! " Don't cut corners so early. I have to take the college entrance examination when I grow up. At that time, ten people were sitting in a classroom for an exam. How did you copy it? Therefore, if you don't do well in any school in the future, you can only pick up junk. At that time, not only could we not feed ourselves, we could not find food ourselves, and we needed our parents to feed us. Go write another one. "

I have to go back to my room to write a composition. It took me more than an hour to finish a long composition. I'm so happy. I will never cut corners again. I will study harder. I will try my best to get good grades every day!

As the saying goes, the teacher is not at school and the students are in chaos.

In the afternoon, the teacher of my class left us some homework because he was going to have a meeting on the first floor, and left in a hurry.

At first, students can consciously abide by classroom discipline. Ten minutes later, some students began to whisper. Suddenly, I don't know who let out a scream and gave this slightly noisy class a deafening sound. Then there were many strange noises, such as dogs barking, chickens crowing, cats crowing, and … all kinds of "animals" came to my class. The sound of this animal is enough to embarrass students who want to study.

The monitor Huang Yanxuan had to intervene, but these naughty male students simply ignored him. You see, Zhou Yujie, the "Interrupt King", used his "nonsense Dafa" to roll up "foaming at the mouth" and swept his territory, and no one was spared. Looking at GuanJingHua and Zhou Yujie beside him echoed each other. It is precisely because of their mutual echo that we nicknamed him "nonsense two immortals" When we heard the name, we knew for sure that they were "smelly"! Really, if you teach yourself again, you will certainly hear his "second immortal" voice. Headquarters hall, rang rang again. ……

For this farce, some people started booing, but soon most of the students did their homework again. Coupled with the joint intervention of the class Committee, the farce ended hastily.

The next day, looking at these students who stood in front of the teacher because of their mistakes, I thought, don't get carried away because of temporary happiness.

Little things happen in our class every day. Maybe they are nothing special, but they are closely related to my life.

Among them, the most interesting thing is the "38th parallel" storm. It was the first day of school, and I was assigned to the first row of the second group, sitting with Liang. In the first class, her foot slipped over. I saw her "invade" my territory, so I hit back at her severely, and she hit back not to be outdone. We fought fiercely until class was over, and she said, "Stop fighting". Then he drew a "38th parallel" with a pencil and said, "No one is allowed to cross this line, or he will climb three times like a dog!" Since then, the two of us have been on tenterhooks all day, afraid of our bad luck, and even raised our hands to speak carefully in class, for fear of disaster. This tension lasted for several weeks.

One day when I was doing my class homework, I accidentally crossed the line. Alas! What bad luck I really hate this "38th parallel". Who can blame this? Students should help each other, not tit for tat. Since then, I have always helped her when she is in trouble, such as lending her a pen, a ruler, an eraser and so on.

One afternoon, I packed my things and prepared to leave. She stopped me and said to me, "Let's tear down the 38th parallel!" I agreed with a logical conclusion, so I removed the "38th parallel" and my worries with an eraser, and we turned our enemies into friends.

The "38th parallel" storm has passed. Our hearts will also communicate. I hope all my classmates help each other, trust each other and understand each other. I hope all the students who quarrel will stop quarreling and care for each other, so that our class will be full of laughter!

Which family won't have an "uproar"? Which storm subsided without twists and turns? However, in my heart, twists and turns are like a brand, which is deeply imprinted in my mind. ?

Mom, the "hostess" of this story, is a strong and hardworking peasant woman. The hero of this story, Dad, is an ordinary farmer with feudal consciousness and "market" in his mind. There are two "little guys" at home-my brother and I?

This is where the story begins. At that dinner party, the family ate happily around the table, and sometimes there was hearty laughter-everyone was putting on a "dragon gate array" and the topic turned to "who's in charge". Dad said, "Now the man is the master. For example, aren't president and members of the Political Bureau all men? " "Since men and women are equal, so are we women. How can you men be masters? " Mom said. "Mom is right, now men and women are equal." I am arguing with my brother who has studied legal knowledge. "How do you know this! The skin has not been' stretched', dare you say me? ! The head of my family has not changed for many years, hum! You are so young now, you dare to make a mistake! " Dad puts on airs to be a father. Just like that, his eyes were wide open, his hands rested on his hips and his beard was upturned. It's like an instructor reprimanding his little soldier! Not to be outdone, mother did not listen to him and simply went to another room. In this way, a storm rises!

The next day, a "miracle" appeared! How should parents make up? I talked to my brother before! Oh! Listen to me: It turns out that after Dad got angry, he sat alone in the room, so bored that he opened a composition on the table, which was written by his brother. When he saw his brother criticizing him in an article, he blushed ... so he took the initiative to apologize to his mother and a storm subsided. ?

When you hear this story, you may think it is not strange, but in our great country, I am curious about how many times this has happened! Doesn't this mean that the working people in our country are gradually getting rid of the shackles of feudal consciousness and going their own way? May our new social fashion change with each passing day!

What's the trouble with insurance? Coincidentally, I was really moved by it. Let me tell you something.

It was a hot summer. The cicada hissed faintly, and the road was almost full of oil. My uncle has been busy on the road for a long time, and he is anxious to go home. When he first arrived in the building, his head suddenly tilted, his body became soft and he fell to the ground feebly. I called my family at once, but some of them were pinched and some dialed 120, which kept him busy. The ambulance took my uncle to the hospital for examination. His illness is urgent and he needs hospitalization urgently. After menstruation paid the hospitalization fee, there was not much money left. Uncle woke up and looked at everyone blankly: "I have no money, I just want to go home and take some medicine." As he spoke, he was about to sit up, and everyone quickly advised: "When are you still so stubborn? Peace of mind for illness, nothing else! "

Aunt was very worried, sweat kept flowing downwards, and the ward was silent. Everyone suggested that the master should borrow his home to treat the disease first.

My uncle stayed in the hospital for nearly two months, spent tens of thousands of dollars, cured the disease, and left a debt.

Supposedly, there is nothing down there, but it is such a coincidence.

My aunt went out to the market and met a classmate who engaged in life insurance. The students met and they chatted. The classmate asked about insurance, saying that the insurance my aunt bought last year was about to expire. Should I renew it this year? My aunt was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses. "My mother, how could I forget this?"

It turns out that my uncle is often away, and my aunt is afraid of an accident and wants to insure the whole family. Anyway, my uncle disagreed, saying that insurance is invisible and intangible. With this money, it is better to cut some meat and eat comfortably. She also had a fight with her aunt. In this way, my aunt had to insure the whole family behind my uncle's back. On weekdays, nothing happened, and menstruation gradually forgot it.

Now, as a reminder, Aunt hurried home with her classmates, looked around and took out the insurance deposit slip. The classmates reflected the situation to the company. After careful investigation, the company quickly handed over the compensation to her. Aunt took out half of it and prepared to return to the loophole. Take out a part to continue to participate in the renewal of insurance, aunt's classmates asked uncle: "Is it comfortable to eat meat or to be safe and comfortable?" Playing such a joke, my uncle stared at my aunt, opened his mouth and fell silent.

But later, because of my uncle, many people in the village insured their families. Do not believe, you can ask.