I came to the canteen in high spirits, carefully selected a beautiful pen container and walked happily on my way home singing songs.
I accidentally fell, and my pen container fell to the ground.
I quickly picked up the pen container, and when I saw it, it was broken and the pen container was broken.
It becomes ugly. I was so sad that I walked into the house gloomily. At this time, my father came back and asked me what was wrong. I said sadly, "The new pen container is broken.
Dad looked at it carefully and said, "It's all right, son. You can try to decorate it to make the pen container more beautiful. "
Today, the teacher assigned an assignment, let's make warning signs to protect animals and the environment.
When I got home, I thought hard for a while and came up with some ideas to tell my mother. My mother said, "no, it's a bit like what I read in the book."
"I think: I didn't practice calligraphy today. I'll think about it when I'm finished.
As soon as the paper was spread out, a large piece of ink was left on the white paper. I thought I was going to be scolded by my mother again, and I was so anxious that I was at a loss. At this moment, my mother asked me, "What's the matter?" I scratched my scalp and waited for a while to look at my mother intently. My mother seems to know everything. She said to me, "Did you make a mistake again? However, mom won't criticize you this time. What can you do to make use of this paper? "
I thought and thought, and suddenly a good idea came to me. "Mom, pouring ink out is a bit like a polluted river, isn't it nice?" "Yes, very good!" My mother praised me and finished my homework. It seems that some bad things in life can be turned into good things, as long as you are willing to use your head.
I'm going to fix it? Mom said.
We both brought our bikes, because I pretended to have broken his bike, so there was no need to repair it.
It's very kind of me to ask him to return my bike, but you have to promise to help me repair it.
My friend agreed at once.
When I got home, he didn't give it to me, so I had to run after him, but I didn't catch up with him for a long time.
I went home and asked my mother what to do: "As long as you think more, bad things can often turn into good things?" After listening to my mother's words, I began to think hard and finally came up with a good idea, but he said my bike was a little better to ride than his, so he took my bike to ride.
Riding him broke my bike: even I pretended to break his bike.
I told him that I would repair your bike, and my mother said to me, "why don't you try it yourself?" Bad things can often turn into good things. One day, I was playing with a good friend of mine in the community. If you don't return my bike, I will take it down. "
Hearing this, my friend quickly returned my bike to me.
I also said that I broke your bike a little, and he helped me repair it.