Pen and pencil

I have a proud pen on my desk and a modest and civilized pencil. The proud pen looks down on the modest pencil and often makes fun of it.

One night, I was sleeping. Suddenly, I heard that the pen is making fun of the pencil: "Look at how bright the words I wrote! You see the words you learn are dark, really ugly! As long as Mr. Eraser touches, your words will disappear without a trace." I didn’t say anything that was as hard work as before.

One day, the little master of the pen used his accident to write the wrong word, and the pen was eager to know how to be good. At this time, the pencil took the initiative to invite Mr. Correction Liquid to help the pen correct the mistake.

The pen slammed his head down. He said to the pencil: "Sorry, I shouldn't make fun of you!"

Fourth grade: memories