Author: Dong Zihan 11 years old
*: "Rushing Little Writers" National Holographic Essay Contest for Primary and Secondary School Students.
Original text: Mom, you take care of the second child, she turned my desk into a mess again, I just cleaned it up yesterday! "I couldn't help but roar when I saw the mess in front of me. "Dong Lao Er, you come over to me, do you want to be beaten? I've told you many times that you're not allowed to come to my room, you're not allowed to rummage through my things, don't you have itchy skin? Come over to me! There was a sound of footsteps, and the little man I hated appeared at the door of the room. She poked her little head out, and there were six or seven colorful hairpins pinned to her sparse hair. I took a closer look, didn't I put those two butterfly hairpins in the drawer? She took it for me again? "Dong Lao Er, take off the hairpin for me, otherwise I will cut you bald! The villain pursed his mouth, covered his hair with both hands, and said confidently: "Mom said that good things should be shared, and my sister should take care of my sister, and if you don't listen to your mother, you will have to be cleaned up!" I was dumbfounded, and I threw myself at her. The little man was very clever, and he turned around and ran, shouting as he ran: "Mom, my sister is going to beat me, my sister is going to beat me again......!"She ran to the living room and threw herself into her mother's arms, and said pitifully: "Mom, my sister is not well-behaved, she doesn't share, she beats me, and she wants to cut me bald." Speaking of the back, I actually started crying.
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I looked at her angrily: "You still sue the wicked person first, obviously you took my things!" The little man cried even harder, she couldn't stop, her nose bubbles came out, and she pulled her clothes to wipe them, not to mention how disgusting it was. "Don't bring tissues to your sister, your sister is really, she doesn't have any eyesight! Mom yelled at me. What the? It's my fault again? I pulled a tissue, tossed it to my mother, and rushed into the room. I slammed the door and plunged into the pillow. I was so aggrieved that a sharp thorn kept piercing me in my heart. "Hmph, my mother also said that my sister is my most precious gift, what a ghost gift, it is obviously my disaster, because of her, I don't know how much I have been scolded. I'm so annoyed with her. I couldn't help but burst into tears, "I don't cry, I'm not wrong, hmph, I'll never pay attention to that nasty ghost again!" Such gifts are not rare to me at all! "I swear to myself!
When it was time to eat, I took a breath and went to the table. The little man was already sitting on the sidelines, and he was sneaking his eyes at me. "What to aim, I will definitely not spare you this time. I thought as I plunged my chopsticks into the bowl in front of me. "Ah......It hurts! A drop of vegetable soup splashed into my left eye, I immediately covered my eye, the spicy and painful feeling made me scream uncontrollably, I rubbed my eyes vigorously, trying to get some relief, but the pain went straight to my brain, I was so anxious that I stomped my foot. Mom quickly brought a wet towel, covered my left eye, and gently rubbed my eyes. As my tears flowed wildly, slowly, the tingling sensation eased, and in the end, except for some heat in my eyes, I was no longer uncomfortable. I was so frightened that I couldn't say a word. At this time, the villain next to me gently pulled my sleeve and asked cautiously, "Sister, your eyes are so red, how do you feel?" "I'm blind, I can't see anything! I said angrily. My sister stood up all of a sudden, stood on tiptoe and hugged my neck, and said eagerly: "Sister, I am a good eye, I will give you one eye." "Ah......Give me an eye? "Yes, sister, don't be afraid, with my eyes you can see, I will give it to you, you must not be afraid." ”
Looking at the eyes in front of me, they were full of anxiety and sincerity. A sour feeling suddenly welled up in my heart, and I felt that something was so warm and sweet to me even though it was rushing straight into my nostrils. This was my own sister, and I immediately understood the meaning of my mother's words, "My sister is my most precious gift". That's right, she is my most precious gift, and even my eyes are willing to give my eyes, isn't it worth my cherishing and love?
Essay Review: This essay describes the conflict and misunderstanding between the sister and the younger sister, which culminates in an emotional sublimation and cognitive transformation through an unexpected event. The plot of the essay is vivid and the description is detailed, which shows that the author has good observation and expression skills. Essay ** Contradictions and conflicts are common family problems, as well as one of the common problems in sisterhood. In this process, the sister's original dissatisfaction and blame for her sister gradually turned into a deep understanding and gratitude for her sister. This story teaches us that family members should understand, respect, and love each other, especially for a younger sister or brother. After experiencing an accident, my sister understands that her sister is her most precious gift, which is a heartwarming and touching story.
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