I also asked a few friends if they had the same experience, and most of them answered yes, but the results were quite brilliant, and most of them were not beaten or scolded. What I want to say is-stealing money.
Of course, I dare not do such a thing outside my house. I mostly rummaged through my parents' wallets or pockets and took a bill. When my friend was a teenager, he stole most of the money and invited his classmates to dinner. They soon spent it all and were punished when they returned.
Only a friend who stole money wandered around Taipei for two days by train from Tainan. He ran out of money and went home. According to my observation, the last child who flew away was the one who was given the lightest punishment. His parents were worried when they found that people and money were gone. He came back and took good care of his son, but he didn't want to fight.
When children steal money, most parents will reflect on themselves. Is it because you don't give pocket money on weekdays that you attract children to steal? Of course, this is a group of reasonable parents. My parents are very reasonable, but they forget that I also need money. Even when I was a child, I didn't worry about food and clothing at home, and I still expected a few coins to ring in my pocket when I walked.
That year, I was in the third grade of primary school. Except for the New Year, the lucky money was not used for spending. I slept under a pillow for the New Year and didn't touch any money. Return it to your parents after the Chinese New Year and write down the number in a notebook. Adults said to save it for children's education.
Not every child expects to be educated. For example, my eldest brother won't. He won't return the lucky money to his parents. During the three days of Chinese New Year, he always gambles with his neighbor's children. He always has money to spend when he won the bet in the second half of the year. At an early age, he managed his money properly, carefully and deadly.
When we were young, primary school students were popular in collecting rubber bands and portraits of a dream of red mansions, as well as cellophane-the kind used to wrap colored candy. These things can be sold or exchanged in the grocery store on the way home from school.
The so-called exchange is to give the proprietress a used exercise book and exchange it for a colored candy. Eat the sugar, wash the paper wrapped in sugar, put it in a book, fold it into a lot, and you can exchange pictures or a few rubber bands with your child.
For this reason, I am always enthusiastic when I go home to do my homework. I hate that I can't run out of exercise books quickly in order to change candy paper. If I make a mistake, the teacher will punish me for writing, so I will not be in a bad mood, but will be very happy. Among my classmates, my rubber band rope is the longest, and the rubber band jumping after class is also the most arrogant.
My mother can't figure out why my homework should have been used up so quickly, and she blames the teacher for assigning too many homework and letting the children write and write all the time after they come home. On that Sunday, I walked into my mother's bedroom and saw a red bill-five dollars-lying on the chest of drawers.
In those days, the salary of a primary school teacher was about NT$ 120 a month, and the value of five dollars is about 500 dollars now, which is equivalent to many colorful rubber bands and many pictures of girls in a Dream of Red Mansions. It is equivalent to putting a piece of candy paper on the big glass window, and you don't have to work hard to write exercise books, which is equivalent to all the thoughts and happiness of a child. Facing the red note that Zhang Jingjing was lying on, my breath began to rush, my hands were clenched tightly, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.
When I was conscious again, I was standing under the osmanthus tree in the garden, feeling my pocket, and the ticket came out with me, in my pocket. I dare not go back to my room, dare not go shopping, dare not talk to anyone, and quietly squat in the yard to play with mud.
Mother shouted for lunch, barely got on the table, only took a sip of soup, and listened to her mother muttering, "It's strange that a five-dollar bill just put aside is missing." My sister and brother ate obediently and didn't answer. I said, "Did you forget the place and didn't take it out at all?" My mother said it was impossible. I touched my father's eyes, boiled the soup and swallowed it, and my face turned red.
Children on Sunday are forced to take a nap. I never want to sleep and have no reason to go out. Besides, it's not good to bring those babies back suddenly. I had to pack my schoolbag that night-in front of my parents. I'm still stuck in bed. My mother refused to sleep in pants and insisted on pulling her pants. When her hand touched my trouser pocket, I screamed and blushed again, struggled to turn over and shouted that she had a headache and refused to touch me.
It really looks like a high fever. Five dollars in my pocket keeps burning my legs, like ribs in hot soup. "I think my sister has a little fever. I don't know if I want to see a doctor. "
I heard my mom talking to my dad in a low voice with some worries, and I saw my dad take out a calorimeter and throw it at me. I closed my eyes again and pretended to be asleep.
The posture is half oblique, pressing the right pocket tightly. In the summer afternoon, the children who woke up were put on the small table under the big tree and told us to count grapefruit and guava. There is a bowl of mung bean soup in front of everyone, which is cold.
As usual, my sister is reading The Journey to the West. We wanted to hear the story, so she read a short paragraph. Generally speaking, reading is more expensive and free for a short time.
She charges a dime for a speech. We have no money, so she really doesn't talk much and looks down on herself.
Once my eldest brother was generous and gave her twenty cents. That the Monkey King changed many times and went to the Flame Mountain. On weekdays, my eldest brother never gives it to me, and I have nothing to listen to.
That day, my sister said that Journey to the West was boring, and she could still talk about love. We asked her what romance was, and she said it was a dream of red mansions-there was love in it. But she still has to collect money.
My hand touched the bill lightly. It's almost dusk, but it still doesn't work. At night, it is necessary to take off your pants and change into pajamas, and pajamas are not broken. How can I hide that bill? What should mom do if she finds money from washing clothes? We can't put it in the bag. Dad will check when we fall asleep.
You can't hide it in your shoes. Your mother will watch when you put on your shoes in the morning. The drawer can't be hidden, and eldest brother will go through it.
Apart from these places, there is no place for a child. After all, there are too few corners that belong to us. Since my sister tells stories to collect money, it is better to give them to her, so as to save her own burden.
So I asked my sister if she had any money to exchange. Sister asked how much is the change? I said it was a dollar.
Children should pay attention to their health when they are ill. I wish you a speedy recovery and come back to work with us.
The moonlight is like wine, the willows are blowing in the spring breeze, and the peach blossoms have been in bloom for a long time. I wonder if I have seen them. Viruses are rare in the world. Don't wander around. Don't disinfect and wash your hands. I wish you health and permanence!
Where the sun shines, there is my silent blessing. When the moonlight shines on the earth, I pray silently. At the moment when the meteor passed, I made a wish: I wish you stay away from the disease while reading the text message!
Less smoking, less drinking, less complaining, a better attitude and a better mood will make you healthier.
It's hard to be sick, take care of yourself! Relax and wish you an early discharge.
Being sick is not terrible. As long as you have faith, recovery is not a dream, and you will make great achievements in the future. Take disease as a challenge and faith as a weapon. I wish you a speedy recovery!
I look forward to your early recovery, your bright smiling face, your cheerful jumping and your big mouth eating.
When you are sick, I feel that the world is lifeless. Get better quickly!
Your recovery is mine; Your happiness is my peace. You'll be fine!
You are sad for my heartache, you are happy for my laughter, I care about you when you are sick, I feel at ease when you are healthy, and I am happy to come to work. I wish you a happy recovery and a speedy recovery!
A happy smile is the only medicine to keep a healthy life. It's worth millions, but don't spend a penny.
Family and friends will always love and support you! Your life no longer belongs only to yourself, but to all those who love you! Your recovery is our happiness; Your happiness is our peace!
The deep love of family and friends will always protect you, and you are our eternal theme! God bless you! A thousand words turn into blessings: I hope you will recover soon! We will all love you more than before!
Happiness is a good medicine for life. It can cure diseases and calm the struggles in life.
Is it better? I feel sad that you are not feeling well. For my sake, you should get well soon!
It is easy to catch a cold in winter. I'll teach you a little trick to treat a cold. Please take a slice of ginger, a spoonful of brown sugar, a handful of soybeans, an onion, and a few slices of orange peel to make soup. It will work! I wish you happiness and health!
Worry is not without reason, because I miss you deeply. Friends should take care of themselves, keep their health in mind, smile more, have a good rest and don't disturb them. I wish you a speedy recovery.
Injection and taking medicine are a kind of pain, so you can't go out tasteless. I can understand the mood, very calm. When you are sick, your friends have been thinking about you and silently praying for you: I hope you will recover soon!
My hospital bed is long and painful. I sent a short message to relieve my worries and troubles. I wish you an early health, make you happy and smile, and friends care for your heart. All your pains and troubles are gone. I wish you a speedy recovery!
Turn countless thoughts into infinite blessings in my heart, silently pray for you and wish you a speedy recovery! We look forward to seeing your energetic figure and strong body again soon!
3. Asking for a doggerel has been on the earth for a long time.
Brother Biao has to admit it.
N villas are in Japan,
Worth more than Li Ka-shing.
The stewardess's girlfriend flew all over the world,
After Seoul, fly to London,
The face and figure are first-class,
It hurts to wait on people in bed.
Once Cousin Pu went for a drink,
Drunk is enough, man,
The original villa is in a mountain village.
The two thatched cottages have only one floor.
Only valuable to fools.
Girlfriend goes to work in a hair salon,
The name of the hair salon is Seoul.
Actually, brother Biao doesn't have to pretend,
Poverty and hardship are not shameful,
Why do cows run in the sky?
I don't know anyone
4. Sanmao's coward (reading question) I can only say that Sanmao's article is a reading question, and it is so strange that Sanmao doesn't want to read it.
Coward is an essay written by San Mao specially for the readers of Young Lion. The article is 3500 words long and describes the story of stealing money when she was a child. The full text can be divided into four parts.
The first part introduces the background of robbing money.
At the beginning of the article, Sanmao sold a lock and didn't directly say stealing money. He just described "it's plain to say ..." At the end of the first paragraph, he pointed out that "what I want to say is stealing money".
This expression is to put the answer behind, create suspense first, and then reveal unexpected results. Reminds me of Wilde's trip to America. The customs officer asked him, "Do you have any valuables to pay duty?" Wilde's answer was: "No, except my genius."
The first part describes the consequences of stealing money. "Finally, the child who flew away was the lightest one to be punished. His parents were worried when they found that people and money were empty. When people come back, they take good care of their recovered son and are reluctant to fight. "
This passage is full of irony, reminiscent of the "child" in Liang Shiqiu's Essays on Rooms:
"When endangering the survival and dignity of parents, you may curse a few times, but most curses are merciful. There may be a little intimidation, but that kind of intimidation can only get the child's smile, because that kind of intimidation has never been fulfilled. "
Why are such words so touching? Why did Sanmao choose to steal money when he was a child? Because "truth" hits the nail on the head, it reflects the true and profound life, not the grandiose superficial words.
The second part describes the process of stealing money.
"When I walked into my mother's bedroom, I saw a red bill on the chest of drawers-five dollars." This is really a huge temptation. The real situation is that "my breath began to rush and my hands were clenched ... when I woke up again, I was standing under the osmanthus tree in the garden and touching my pocket." I brought the ticket out and it's in my pocket. "
It seems that it is really easy to get, it is as easy as blowing off dust, and the text is very dull. But under the fine taste, it is a concrete expression of action, which fully shows the abstract psychological feelings, nervous state and current overflow.
In fact, almost everyone has the idea of "stealing". Sanmao has grown up and is still childlike. It is not wrong to steal. Don't get me wrong, she is a thief. There is a story in "Starting from scratch", which tells that she and Jose climbed into the low wall of the Governor's House at night and stole flowers with four hands. Later, the guards found that the couple who pretended to be in love could go out.
The third part describes the psychology after stealing money.
The whole person has changed. He doesn't sit or stand, as if he were ill. In fact, my mother didn't doubt Sanmao when she found out that she had lost her money. However, she "really seems to have a high fever, and the five dollars in her pocket are like ribs in hot soup, which keeps burning my legs." Using money as a metaphor to burn your leg is of course not true objectively. How to burn the money? But in terms of subjective feelings, it is really not enough to describe her inner tension and anxiety.
In this case of "ghosts in my heart", I tossed about for a day, and finally "ran barefoot into my mother's bedroom, crumpled up the money and quickly threw it into the gap between the chest of drawers and the wall arm, and then I fled back to bed and breathed a long sigh of relief."
Sanmao described her childhood mood in a retrospective style, vividly and vividly displayed on paper. Of course, after paying back the money, I still feel sour when I think that my dreams have been lost because of timidity.
The fourth part describes the ending of stealing money.
Stealing money felt bad, so she stopped stealing and found that all her sisters and brothers had the same experience.
Such a childhood memory, an affair shared by many people, is vividly rehearsed in front of readers in Sanmao's pen, just like watching a movie. There is no reason, no preaching, but enlightenment in humor, which is intriguing.
5. Some beautiful, sad and love-related sentences 1. Many things that we thought we would never forget for a lifetime were forgotten by us in the days that we never forget.
I know I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road I have traveled more than anyone else. I not only look back,
Stand still, and then while time is still falling, I run forward with full energy.
If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart.
4. Will the love carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?
In this sad and bright March, I beat horses from my thin youth, through violets, through kapok, through sadness and impermanence.
A lonely person will always think of everyone who has appeared in his life, so I will always miss you endlessly, and count my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.
7. I count your smiles every day, but you were so lonely when you were in Lian Xiao. They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped.
8. I once had a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a fog. That smile became a swift river deeply buried in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate song day and night.
9. The noise and light in the world and the happiness and happiness in the world are like a clean stream. In the wind, in front of my eyes, it is as warm as spring. I don't expect anything. I just want you to be happy and not sad.
10. The wind blows like a flower, and your smile is the most beautiful ornament in my life, looking at the sky, the snow and the deep shadow of the season.
1 1. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then in a casual moment, you will find that the things you tried so hard to forget have really been forgotten.
12. hide in a certain time and miss the palm print for a while; Hiding somewhere, missing someone standing on the road, on the road, makes me worry.
13. Take my hand and close your eyes, so you won't get lost.
14. Some things haven't finished yet, so forget it. Everyone is a king, dominating in his own world. Don't listen to me, but don't make me listen to you either.
6. The meaning of the title of Sanmao Coward It is good to collect things, but she can't steal money from her parents to buy them. Collecting things is earned bit by bit, not buying a lot, but by our own strength. You know, it's hard to earn money for adults. Parents work hard to make money every day and are willing to work hard. For example, workers, many people work outside when the weather is very hot and cold because of this job, and some are injured, but it is also for children and families. No money, no food.
Therefore, we should not steal money. If we want candy paper, we can earn it slowly like our parents. We don't need to steal in this way, we can just tell our parents, "We don't have much money, please give us some pocket money."
As long as we make any small moves, our parents will find that our parents don't know what we are doing. In fact, they have been watching us. At home, parents are watching us. At school, teachers are watching us. Every child has stolen money, and the final result is that parents pretend that they don't know anything and will give us some pocket money, because parents think that children steal money because they give too little money, so they will have the idea of stealing money. Therefore, parents will give us more pocket money. If not, we will certainly steal money. If we do, we will never steal money again, because stealing money is not a good thing!
If I had no money, I wouldn't steal money like Sanmao. I will only say to my parents, "I have no money, please give me some first."
Because stealing money is not a good habit.
Dad said, "Every child will make all kinds of mistakes when he grows up. If he can correct them, he is a good boy. "
Reflections on Reading Cowards
Huang of junior high school 10 class
In today's Chinese class, the teacher asked us to write a composition with the theme of "feeling after reading". So I took out my Chinese book and composition book to find the right topic. When I leafed through Chinese books, the topic of "coward" caught my eye. I thought it was very interesting, so I settled down to read it.
This article "Coward" was written by the famous female writer "San Mao". The main content is that when the author was young, his parents didn't give him pocket money, but at that time it was popular to collect candy paper and painted skins of the characters in A Dream of Red Mansions, but these had to be bought with money or exchanged with notebooks. When the author was young, he had no money, so he had to do more homework and change the candy paper and painted skin of A Dream of Red Mansions. On one occasion, Sanmao accidentally saw a five-dollar bill in her mother's room, which is equivalent to 500 yuan now. She stole it with ulterior motives. But because he was timid, he didn't tell anyone and didn't spend it. She can't even lift her head to meet people. She wanted to spend the stolen money, but she was reluctant to spend it. If she wants to hide, there is no place to hide. What are we going to do? It happened that her sister said that she had to pay for the story. Sanmao wants to give the money to her sister so that she can use it unnoticed, but she is afraid of arousing her sister's suspicion. She had to put it in her pants pocket again. Her mother told her to take off her pants and take a shower at night. She refused to take it off for fear that the money would be found by her mother. That night, she carefully put the money back in the corner of her mother's room. The next day, Sanmao pretended to find the money and returned it to her mother. From then on, her parents suddenly gave them pocket money and bought them candy.
After reading this essay, I was deeply touched and gradually recalled that I had done something similar to the author stealing money when I was a child, but the practice was far less than that of the author. The specific things started when I was in the third and fourth grades of primary school. I remember that it was summer vacation, and I was attending summer vacation remedial classes at school. My classmate plays that kind of round card when he has nothing to do. I didn't, and my mother didn't buy it for me, but I really wanted to play, so I thought of my storage tank "Little Pig". There is some change in it, but my mother has never counted it. She certainly didn't know that I took money from it, so she took 2 yuan to buy a card while my mother was away and lied to my mother that it was from my cousin. I stole the money and didn't put it back, far less than the author. Alas, I regret it when I think about it. After reading this essay, I decided to tell my mother the truth and admit my mistake. I will be an honest boy in the future.