"poor" bicycle

The long-awaited bicycle in my heart, I finally got it. It was my mother bought it for me.

"With a bicycle, it is convenient to go to school later." This is what my mother often said to me. Yes! I think that when I squeezed the school bus every day, I felt a feeling that I couldn’t tell. Now I finally don't have to squeeze the school bus. Haha!

Cycling is comfortable, but it doesn't last long! This is the case! After school one afternoon, when I approached the bicycle that belonged to me again, it fell to the ground with horror: the chain fell and the seat fell to the ground. I am very angry in my heart, as if a group of fires are burning in the body.

That day, the bicycle was pushed home by me. That night, from my home. Only the snoring sounds and the voices are heard on the window sill...

Early in the morning, my mother said to me, "Son, you don't want to ride a bicycle to school." I didn't feel good when I heard this. But I didn't say anything. Because the bicycle was broken by me after all. At noon, I took a lunch break and went to the president of Ouyang to go to the evaluation. The principal was very angry when he heard this. He said this thing unceremoniously on Monday.

This time my heart is calming down.

The sixth grade of Bolin Elementary School, Huli District, Xiamen, Fujian: Huang Yanzhi