What is this strange thing? Oh, it's a pen.
From the outside, you won't believe this is a pen, but more like a small hammer beating a small drum. Only by pulling out the gray eraser and finding the nib can we confirm that it is really a pen. If you pull out the blue eraser, you'll never find the nib, because it's just a cap for fixing the refill.
This pen can be used to write letters, do homework, write compositions, do calculations and draw pictures. . . . . . I can also use it to play around and exercise the flexibility of my fingers. . . . . .
This pen has become my inseparable partner, and I like it very much.
A pen composition 2 went out to do business today, and my son quickly said to me, "Mom, don't forget to buy me two pens."
I said in surprise, "Don't you have a pen?" I remember there were five or six pens in his stationery bag. Isn't that enough?
Seeing that I didn't believe him, he immediately opened the stationery bag and took out some pens to show me: "Mom, look, these two pens can't find a matching refill, and they are going to be eliminated!" Well, the hat is loose, and it's awkward to use. The fuselage will be separated accidentally. Look at this red pen again, the little heart in the middle of the pen is gone, and it is red and vomiting blood. "
I couldn't help laughing and saying, "Good! I will definitely buy it for you! " He was relieved and went on doing his homework.
Speaking of pens, I want to say that parents should never be stingy and prepare more pens for their children. Just say you are in junior high school! How many black gel pens should I prepare? Prepare some 0.5 and 0.38. For refills, I usually wholesale, a box of 20, at most a few dollars, which is super cost-effective. I also bought a box the day before yesterday and asked the children to bring 10. I told him that if his classmates ran out, they could still use it for them. Pencils, at least one! Both mathematics and art drawing are needed; At least one red pen will be used to mark and correct mistakes. In this way, it is normal if there are at least five pens in the children's stationery bag.
When discussing various issues of pens, the son smiled: "Don't worry about me, I usually pack more!" " Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? My classmate Cao Zhiyi doesn't use a pen at all? "
"ah? Then use it. " I opened my eyes wide.
"Haha, no pen, just a refill!" The son imitated that classmate, holding a thin thing tightly with his fingers, frowning and sliding with his hands. He shook his head again: "Alas! I wonder how he lived these years. Only refills, refills every day! "
Our daughter listened to our jokes and joined the camp: "Haha, there are such wonderful things in our class. Once the teacher gave a lecture and we were all taking notes. The teacher's eyes were deeply attracted by a classmate. The classmate grabbed a bare pencil and took notes intently. The teacher asked, "Don't you have any other pens?" The classmate said,' Only this pen!' The teacher sighed and shouted for him:' Who has a pen? "Lend him one first!" "
We covered our mouths and laughed and said, what are we going to school for? So equipped, what should I do if I pass the exam?
The daughter added: "I am a junior high school deskmate. I only have one pen for three years, and I have to buy it when the refill is used up." I really admire her thrift. I was afraid of biting my teeth in case there was no water during the senior high school entrance examination, and finally I bought a pen. This classmate is better. At one time, we all buried ourselves in taking notes. A boy looked up at the blackboard and ignored it. The teacher asked,' Is everyone busy taking notes? "What are you doing," the boy replied plausibly, "Teacher, I don't have a pen! The teacher scolded him angrily:' You didn't bring a pen to class? Studies and exams are like battlefields. If there is a war, people will carry guns and knives. You will die with your bare hands! "He looked at him pitifully at the same table and quickly handed him a pen, which was a relief."
Alas, I want to say that the pen thing is really not a trivial matter, just like the truth that "if you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?" How can you learn without a pen? We should take notes, do homework and take exams in class with pens. It's like a personal weapon that we learn. Without weapons, what can we talk about learning?
I hope parents will pay more attention to their children's illness and don't let their children's stationery bags be empty and useless.
One of my classmates, there is a boy at home, and the child himself is a little naughty. She says every day that he is worthless. She came to my house after school. She supervises the children's homework. After the child finished writing, she criticized: "What do you think you wrote? Uwu Baba, it's a mess! "
I glanced at my homework and then at the child's pen, and suddenly I understood. In fact, the child's handwriting is fair, but the pencil is bald and the strokes are thicker when writing. When you wipe your hands, they turn black. He is too young to sharpen a pencil with a knife, so he has to make do with it. His handwriting is naturally ugly (parents are advised to buy that kind of automatic pencil sharpener, and children with baldness can sharpen their pencils themselves).
I rummaged through the child's stationery bag, only a pen and an eraser, both black. I sharpened the pen for my child, wiped the eraser off his trousers and asked him to write again. Sure enough, his mother saw it and boasted, "Hey, son! How well written this time! How clean! "
I glared at her and said rudely, "I didn't mean you." The child's handwriting is not bad, but he didn't take advantage. The nib is too bald, you won't cut it for the child! " Besides, you don't give children more pens! What are you doing with all your wealth there? Can't you even afford a pen? "
At ordinary times, she is convinced of my education and knows that what I say is also good for the children. Although I am a little embarrassed, I know that she has realized her mistake and will definitely correct it.
Alas, after talking for a long time, I just said: children have no trivial matters, parents should worry more!
A pen composition 3 If I were a pen, I could draw my own sky for the children with pure heart. If I were a pen, the one that Grandpa Qi Baishi painted shrimp at that time, then I would proudly tell other pens about the process of painting shrimp.
If I were a watercolor pen, many children would use me to describe the beautiful world in their hearts. I drew this wand, Snow White and Prince Charming, and a huge box containing all kinds of sweets and chocolates. It turned out to be that little fat man's painting! How I wish their inner world could always do what they like so carefree!
If I were a black charcoal pen, when I was sleeping, someone opened my quilt and made me have to open my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I was busy. He was absorbed in writing every word with me. Although every word is written quickly, every word falls on the square in an orderly way, and the strokes are horizontal and vertical. After writing for a long time, I finally knew that he was taking me to the college entrance examination. Every question is answered very accurately. I hope his exam results will be ideal.
If I were a thin brush. A great painter is using me to outline the beauty of the lines of the landscape. Curved lake, towering and straight peaks, and a boat floating in the water. If you look carefully, you will find a man sitting at the bow, with an oar in one hand and a book in the other. What a beautiful real landscape painting.
If I were a thick brush. When someone picked it up, I clicked the ink. On a plaid rice paper, it is chic and elegant, and the pen is full of ink. After a while, a picture of wild grass appeared. It turned out that a white-haired grandfather was reciting this poem while writing. Although I am very old, I have been pursuing my hobby of calligraphy.
How much I want to be a pen, I can experience the laughter of my childhood, the tense atmosphere of my classmates who took the college entrance examination, a spectacular landscape painting in the painter's hand and the calligraphy of walking the dragon and snake.
I will never forget that criticism.
After school that day, I won the monthly exam, and my classmates gave me a pen. When I got home, I secretly put the pen given to me by my deskmate into my pencil box while my mother was not looking.
While I was concentrating on my homework, my mother came home to check my homework. Suddenly she picked up the pencil case, and my heart became nervous, because there was a pen given to me by my classmate in my pencil case. As a result, my mother found this pen. My mother asked me, "Whose pen is this?" My voice said like a mosquito, "I picked it up."
My mother asked me seriously again, "Who gave you this pen? If you don't tell the truth, I'll let your father ask you! "
I thought: Let's tell the truth.
I said hesitantly, "Yes, my deskmate gave it to me." My voice is so low that only I can hear it. Mother asked loudly again, "Whose is it?"
I thought to myself: I have told the truth, what else can I say? I replied: "It was really given to me by my deskmate!"
At this time, the mother walked up to her father and said to him, "You will send the children to school tomorrow. Ask that classmate if he gave him a pen! " Dad said impatiently, "You'd better look for this little thing." My mom kept letting my dad go. Finally my father got angry and hit me like lightning. I stepped back several steps and bumped into the door. The door shook, slammed and knocked me to the ground.
That night, I didn't eat. I even swore in my heart that once I could stand on my own feet, I wouldn't give him food. Recalling what my good friend said to me: "We will do it forever. Good friend, I give you this pen. " You'll feel better if you think about it.
Before going to bed, my mother came into my room and took out my pen. She came over and said that "giving" is always more pleasant than "taking". Actually, we are just afraid that you will steal from others. Although the ant nest is small, it can break a long embankment! "
At this time, I understood my parents' good intentions. I cherish the pen that my classmate gave me.
One sunny morning, I was humming pop songs while walking on my way to school.
When I got to school, I quickly packed my schoolbag and took out my school supplies to prepare for class. Suddenly, my deskmate came over. I bumped into my pencil box at once. The deskmate didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and went straight over. I wasn't angry at first, but suddenly I found that the pen I bought from my mother through "painstaking efforts" was gone. That pen is beautiful, but the price is a big sum for me! After looking for it for a long time, I took it out on my deskmate and decided to ignore her first and give her a good chance to "turn over a new leaf".
After a while, my deskmate seemed to find me angry. He asked, "Fan Chen, what's the matter with you? Why ignore me? " I am even more angry when I hear this sentence. But at school, I didn't dare to shout loudly, so I snorted a sentence from my nose: "You lost my favorite pen, why should I care about you?" My deskmate knows which pen I'm talking about, but I don't know when I lost it. Then he asked, "When did I lose your pen?" "When you came today." The deskmate bowed his head and said nothing.
After school, I still didn't wait for my deskmate to apologize. I'm going home first. When I arrived at my door, I saw my deskmate coming out of my house. When he saw me, he quickly said, "Fan Chen, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have touched your pen. " This pen will make it up to you. "My deskmate said, while I lost the pen to me. Hearing this, I burst into tears and quickly said, "Thank you for your pen. I shouldn't be angry with you. "I know you didn't mean it." "So are we still friends?" "Of course! We will always be good friends! "
Until now, I still use that pen, because it was given to me by my good friend!
Last night, I fell asleep. I had a sweet dream. I dreamed that three years later, I graduated from primary school. Get a pen by accident.
This pen looks ordinary in appearance. Like other pens, you can write, but when writing, it is different from other pens. One day, I was doing my homework and accidentally took the magic pen. As soon as I got the pen, the pen asked, "What are you going to write?" I listened. Surprised, I quickly put down my pen. But the pen is calling me again soon. I told him what I was going to write. He immediately got the message and wrote down all the words. I smiled happily. One day, I want to go to a distant place. I said, "How can I save money and get to my destination quickly?" The pen heard it. It immediately turned into a plane and told me to sit on it.
After I sat on it. The plane arrived at the place I wanted to go in one fell swoop, which was really fun. Suddenly, I woke up and saw that I was still sleeping in bed?
A pen composition 7 We live, we live, and we have our own lives.
As far as the heart is concerned, the road can be taken. The ancients said, "He who knows others is wise, and he who knows himself is wise." In life, we often see a completely different life: some people are mediocre and accomplish nothing; Some people have a successful career and get what they want. Socrates, an ancient Greek philosopher, said: The most difficult person to know in the world is yourself. Knowing yourself is the foundation of everything. Only by knowing yourself can you control your own destiny.
As the ancients said, teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow. Growth has to pay a price and experience some setbacks, just like the transformation of butterflies and silkworms. We must learn to solve difficulties and overcome setbacks. In life, we have too much silence, so we should be with like-minded friends and live with taste and confidence. Cicero, a Roman politician, said, "Whoever can drive away friendship is like living in a world without the sun." Leave some time for friends, our world will be wider and our mood will be better. Shakespeare said: "Love is the spark of life, the sublimation of friendship and the harmony of the soul. In our life, maybe you missed the precious friendship of blood, maybe you …
Human existence is the preservation and continuation of race or individual life, and it is a direct life activity. People's survival has survival skills, and survival skills are actually to turn life into an operation and make it a human ability; People's survival also has survival wisdom.
The preciousness of human life lies in the difficulty of its formation, in the fact that the time attribute of life determines the one-dimensional flow of life, which is irreversible, and in the fragility of human life, so life is precious. Without life, everything has no foundation. To give up life is to give up the foundation of existence. We should not only cherish life, but also cherish the lives of others. We must make reverence for life the basic attitude of the whole society, and cherish life the basic theory of the whole society.
If God gave me a pen, I would write down my glory.
If God gives me a pen, I want it to write one beautiful song after another.
If God gives me a pen, I hope it can light up my bright future.
If God gives me a pen, I want it. ...
If you travel alone and can only take one thing to pass the time, what will you take? A doll to accompany you through the long loneliness, a guitar to cure insomnia, a skirt with suspenders full of childlike interest ... it seems difficult to make a choice.
If you ask me this question, I will not hesitate to answer: "I will definitely choose a pen with inexhaustible ink."
A pen! You can use it to record everything. A few years later, when you see everything it records, you will definitely raise your mouth slightly and laugh while remembering.
Indeed, a pen that will never run out of ink is absolutely enough for you to record everything you want. You can write down the old bricks and tiles in the old hutongs and the street scenes full of life, you can write down the sweet and sour taste of sugar-coated haws, you can write down the graffiti of children everywhere on the mottled old walls in the suburbs, you can also write down the shouts of pancake stalls in the morning and the smell of grains floating in the air, as well as the smoke rising from every household at dusk. ......
Maybe you live in a bustling metropolis, and hutong, old street and kitchen smoke are not in your life, but so what? No matter how many years have passed, when you pick up the notebook that once recorded bit by bit, there will still be yearning ripples in your heart, and you will still miss the free and open wild chrysanthemums on the roadside. They are so innocent and lovely that even if no one appreciates them, they are still fragrant.
If you don't write down the bits and pieces of the journey, it won't take long to wash them away!
Perhaps, you will still choose other things to take with you, but I still insist on choosing a pen, a pen that can record everything, and turn all experiences and things that may be forgotten into landscapes on paper.
What can a pen tell us? Yes! It is the inspiration of this pen that has benefited me for life.
Once, my ostentatious deskmate brought a shiny silver pen. She said, "I bought this pen in Shanghai. I want to buy one 168 yuan!" "He said," do you want it or not? "In fact, I really want to. I was fascinated by it at first sight, and my heart itched. But seeing her triumphant appearance made me sick and said, "I don't care!" "My family has plenty!" After a while, I was still thinking about the pen and suddenly had a bad idea: I stole it, it was mine, wasn't it? But I thought how sad my deskmate would be if I stole her pen! In my heart, it's like two little people fighting, one is a just God and the other is a vicious devil. Finally, the just God won, and I chose to leave immorality behind in my moral choice. I went home and told my grandmother about it, and my grandmother rewarded me with the same pen.
I draw a conclusion from this incident that sometimes morality is just a simple question of right and wrong, but it is very difficult to practice. When I am faced with a difficult choice, I must grasp myself well. If I hesitate a little, I may become an outcast. Therefore, we should always fight against evil demons and choose to be a noble person.
A pen composition 10 I have a pen that has been used for many years.
I still remember that in the second grade, my best friend, Cheng, went to school with me after school. Our two families are very close.
The final exam is coming. Cheng and I played a game to see who got the highest math score. From then on, the two of us stepped up our efforts to review.
On the day of the exam, we were all very nervous and afraid that we would not pass the exam. When we got the paper, we all wrote it like "chicken blood".
After the test, the results came out. I am nervous again. The teacher began to announce the scores ... it was my turn. My heart is pounding. "98 points ..." I was relieved, but the name that Teacher Cheng read, "Cheng" ... 100 points "I was scared.
After school, Cheng didn't know what had happened. He began to cry. I thought he must have something on his mind, so I asked him, "What's the matter with you? Why are you crying? " He sighed, "I ... I'm going to transfer." He took out a pen from his schoolbag and said, "Here, this is a pen I gave you as a souvenir!" "
This pen, which makes me a treasure, was given to me by my friend and best friend. I must cherish it. This pen can remind me of my friendship with Cheng.