When I woke up, I found...
When I woke up, I decided to practice calligraphy in the morning light. I suddenly saw a butterfly fluttering its small wings outside the window. I looked at that little butterfly and fell in love with it immediately. It seems to be born with the ability to communicate with humans. It actually said to me: "I appreciate your enthusiasm for learning. Let me lend you a magic weapon for a day!" I was shocked. I thought to myself, "Butterflies can actually talk to humans. The world today is so amazing!" After saying this, it took out a shiny golden brush and gave it to me. I just wanted to thank it! I saw that it had long disappeared. At this point I really want to try this pen right away. What’s so magical about it? But something strange happened:
I picked up the pen, and this brush actually moved my hand as if it was alive, and I started writing. And every word is dozens of times better than what I usually write, and every word has its own unique characteristics. I was very surprised and happily took the written work to everyone and asked everyone to help me circulate it. After I got home, not long after, there was a knock on the door, and a large group of reporters gathered at my door. They all asked me: "How did you practice calligraphy so well at such a young age?" Okay? What do you think? Please sign your name and take a photo with us..." I thought to myself: This pen is amazing, as long as I have it, I can become a famous calligrapher. . During the interview, they saw the shining golden brush in my hand. "The pen you use seems different from everyone else's?" "Can you let us see your pen?" the reporters said. "Of course not!" Faced with these difficult reporters, I immediately sent them away. It was finally quiet now. Everything that happened suddenly made me feel extremely happy. Looking at this magic pen in front of me, I thought: I can rely on this to make me famous in the future.
I can finally realize my great ideal. yeah! yeah! yeah! At this moment, Huadie came back and said to me: "Now it's time for you to return the pen." I reluctantly took out the pen and gave it to Huadie. Seeing my reluctant look, it said to me: "Don't be upset, I believe you will be able to become a veritable calligrapher by your own strength." I was deeply touched after hearing Huadie's words. , knowing that only the things obtained through one's own efforts are the most precious. I started practicing calligraphy quietly again. I found that these words were better than those written with a magic pen. It turned out that Huadie wanted me to understand this truth. Looking at the butterfly's retreating figure, I silently said thank you to it.