my friend

I have a good friend named Xiaohong. I used to be the least like Xiaohong. Xiaohong is her grandmother. Mom and Dad are working outside, so she wears clothes and pants, and her hair is very messy. I always hide from her when I walk, but from In a small matter, I understand that she is so kind and lovely.

One morning, my mother woke up from her dreams. I opened the curtains and saw it, wow! How do you have dark clouds in the west and sunshine in the east? I quickly put on my clothes and watched the watch seven o'clock. I quickly picked up my bag, ran into the restaurant, took a piece of bread and ran outside the door. Mom shouted at the back: "take an umbrella"! I ran and replied: "No need." When I was out of school, I heard the sound of 哗哗-哗哗, it turned out to be raining. I thought: If I heard what my mother said in the morning, I would only brave the rain. Going home, I just left the school gate. Suddenly, Xiaohong stopped me. She seemed to see my mind and said to me: "You take my umbrella and go home. Your home is a bit far away, my home. It’s nearby.” After that, he turned and left. At this time, my throat seemed to be stuffed with stones. I only thought that the tears were coming. I took the umbrella and did not go back. The next day, Xiaohong didn't come to class. It turned out that she was ill by the rain yesterday. I feel that Xiaohong is so kind. Since then, I and Xiaohong have become good friends.

From this little thing, I understand that people can't take people by appearance. It depends on whether her heart is beautiful.

Grade 4 of Shidi, Hanbin District, Ankang, Shaanxi: Zhu Shijie