I had a pen that day.
So, I collected the branches of poplar trees.
However, grandpa cried.
Grandpa wiped his tears with his skirts.
Uncle with a black box in his hand.
Right in front of grandpa.
My uncle told me.
That black square box
It's not called a square box
It is the camera mentioned in my textbook.
I had a pen that day.
So I took out a square piece of paper.
I try to write down teacher Zhang.
The word that was just given to us this morning.
Unfortunately, I forgot how to spell it.
Just remember, the pronunciation is "ai"
My uncle held my hand.
While writing, gently read: love-
I had a pen that day.
It's from an uncle in the provincial capital.
My uncle not only gave me a pen.
I didn't give anything, Fangfang. . . . . .
Lots and lots of my little friends.
Each of them has a pen in his hand.
So we ran and ran.
Run and run with a pen in hand
The chickens in the courtyard dam chirp like panic.
Grandpa finally stopped crying.
Grandpa, he smiled. . . . . .