Small crayon

One night, I was doing art work on the desk and painting a beautiful campus picture. I painted, painted, somehow, and suddenly heard some strange sounds. It turned out that the little crayon drawing pictures was quarreling. The little red pen with both hands inserted in the waist and said: "My color is the most vivid, the bright red flag, the bright red scarf, the beautiful safflower are all dressed up with me." The little green pen listened anxiously: "My role It’s bigger than you, spring begins with me, nature has to rely on me to decorate, don’t believe you, the big trees, green grass, green and oil on campus are so beautiful!” The yellow crayon on the side is not to be outdone: “My color is the most eye-catching Look! The smiley face of the sunflower shines brightly in the sunlight." A sip of orange crayon, pink crayon... I screamed and shouted: "Our flowers of these colors bloom all over the campus, in the flower beds, on the wall of flowers. We can see our traces everywhere. We decorate the campus with freshness and let the children learn in a beautiful environment. Isn’t this our credit?” The white crayon listened to their quarrels, and the more they listened, the less convinced they were. Muttering: "You are beautiful, hehe! Do you know how people describe me? They all describe me as pure and innocent. People cherish me, love me, give me a lot of praise!" The higher the sound. Light blue crayons rushed out loud and said: "You don't quarrel, the most powerful is me, what the sea, the blue sky, I am going to pave the way." Blue crayons quickly echoed and said: "Yes, yes. "The little black pen is about to open, and the little red pen waved and said: "Forget it, people hate you the most." The little black pen succumbed, the brown pen and the purple pen slid out... I quickly Stop them and say, "Don't go! Don't go! That thick trunk, beautiful building, how did you get it! Do you know? Black is an international permanent color."