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The house faces west.

Teacher: "When do you get up during the summer vacation?"

Boy: "I got up when the first ray of sunshine shone into my window."

Teacher: "Isn't that too early?"

Boy: "Oh, my home faces west."

Emphasize practical results

Teacher: "Why does water freeze in winter?"

Student: "Provide a skating place for people."

Where is the "ceremony"

In Chinese class, the teacher asked, "Zhang Xiaoming, please make a sentence with the word" courtesy "which is civilized and polite."

Zhang Xiaoming thought for a moment and said, "Dad went out with his bag and asked someone to do something."

The teacher said, "Is there no word' Li'?"

Zhang Xiaoming said seriously, "Why is there no' ceremony'? The gift is in dad's bag. "

Give me my money back.

Once upon a time, there was a man. Once I helped someone move, I happened to find a painting in the attic. This is a painting of the back garden for a long time. Now this house is not a family living, but the scenery is still similar. He noticed the old maple tree in the painting, which was very strange. All the leaves face a place on the ground. The man left his heart and hid the painting. He wants to know if there is anything buried in it.

One night, he found an opportunity to sneak in and dig quietly. Sure enough, I found a jar, very heavy, very heavy. He quickly took it home and opened the jar. As he imagined, it contained large pieces of gold. Take out gold, jewels and jade. He was so happy that he took everything out. At this moment, I saw the bright red words on the bottom of the jar: "Give me my money back!" " " ; The strokes are very fierce.

The man was shocked, but when he thought about it carefully, it must be that the owner was afraid of being stolen and deliberately wrote it down in advance. For the sake of safety, he left this place and came to Shanghai. I bought a small villa in the suburb of Jiading, ready to start a comfortable life. A few days later, the house was decorated. Lying in bed at night, when I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard footsteps, slowly from far to near, and was going upstairs. Strange, why didn't you hear the tourists knocking at the door? How did this man get in?

He began to feel afraid, but the footsteps had reached the door and stopped. Look at the clock at this time, it is exactly 12 o'clock. The next day, he looked at the gate and locked it. How strange! Is it an illusion? But when I looked back, there was a black footprint on the ground! ! ! All the way to the second floor. So he stepped up preventive measures and installed an iron gate. But I can't sleep at night. Too nervous. Looking helplessly at the clock, 1 1:59, footsteps rang again, from far to near, walking upstairs step by step. 12, everything is calm again. Men can't stand it anymore, and they begin to regret buying such a big house. He is alone. So he posted an advertisement outside and rented it for almost free. Looking for someone to live with him. Sure enough, a strong young man came, full of vigor and vitality, which made him feel at ease.

Strange to say, after someone moved in, there was no footsteps. After dinner that night, they watched the women's football in their room. 12, the tenant said he was sleepy and wanted to sleep. Did this man say you weren't going to take a shower? He seemed very tired and said, "No washing." I went to bed coldly. Men think that young people just don't like cleanliness. So he went to take a shower. Just after brushing his teeth, he felt water on the ground. Looking down, it was blood-blood all over the floor, flowing out of the bathtub. He opened the curtain and saw the tenant lying in the bathtub, his head tilted to one side, dead.

What's going on here? The tenant died here. What is in the bedroom? He didn't dare to think much, but at this time, the long-lost footsteps rang again, coming slowly from the direction of the bedroom. Through the ground glass, he seemed to see the figure of a tenant, his hands dangling like a broken chest. He was so scared that he took out everything he could and put it at the door, blocking the bathroom door. My heart is still pounding.

At this time, he heard footsteps behind him again, and he seemed to feel someone standing up behind him. He dared not look back, but he saw the mirror. The tenant who should have died in the mirror has now stood up, his head still hanging on his chest and his hand stretched out. He tried to run, but the door was blocked by him. There is only him and another person in the small bathroom.

The next day, people found the owner of the house dead in the bathroom. Four big letters were written in bright red blood on the mirror: "Give me my money back!" " "