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one little thing


Life is like a movie with twists and turns, and a wonderful little shot, which makes up a colorful picture.

This afternoon, the cold wind blows ruthlessly on my face, like a knife cut, painful, cold. "叮铃铃,叮铃铃......" The bell rang, this lesson is an art class.

Seeing others change the water, I quickly followed them to go and change the water. I feel like a bird that just came out of the cage, changed the water, and was locked by someone else. Art teacher Zhao came, I can't wait to open the gouache paint, take out the large palette and the big white brush.

After a while, Teacher Zhao finished, and I hurriedly did it. Because I was too anxious, I forgot what I should do without knowing it. I had to ask Zhu Chen in front of me. I hurriedly asked: "Zhu Chen, teach me!" Zhu Chen said: "You have to fold and fold again." In a short while, she corrected: "Before you must first Teared into a square." When Zhang Yongqi in front of me was doing it, I always went to the trash can to throw garbage, and always pushed my table out and went in.

The unfortunate thing happened. He accidentally turned the palette upside down. Fortunately, he didn't fall on the table, but fell on my school uniform. I screamed and said: "Who got it?" The voice took a little bit of crying, Zhang Yongqi said: "I didn't get it, Zhu Chen pushed me." "I don't!" Two people like a red cock, for a long time Can not be divided.

Although this is only a trivial matter, we cannot shirk responsibility because of small things and dare to bear it.

Shanghai Songjiang District & & Yueyang Guoxiao third grade: Niu Yiyi

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