Lenin liked reading very much since he was a child. He could read before he was five years old. Before going to school, he became a small reader in the library! Because there are not enough books and magazines for him to read at home.
One day, Lenin was coming home with a newly borrowed new book, and it was almost at the door. He met a flock of geese raised by his neighbor. The geese didn't know what he was holding, so they ran and barked and jumped at him. ...
It's too late to run. If you throw away the book and grab a stick, you can still resist. But you can't! That will ruin the book. So Lenin held the book tightly to his chest.
The goose approached him step by step. At this time, Lenin was so anxious that he couldn't keep his back straight. He was prone on the ground, facing the sky, and resisted the attack of the geese with his feet.
When my sister heard the shouts, she came and helped him up. Although young Lenin's clothes were dirty, he could see that the books in his hand were well protected, none of them were damaged, and his face showed a triumphant smile.