An unforgettable thing

When it was the first grade, when the school was nearing school, the teacher arranged a homework: three days of transcripts and dictation. I am really a monk, the second monk can't figure it out, what is dictation? "Ding zero..." After school, my mother waited for a long time at the door of the classroom. I quickly copied my homework, packed my bags, and went home with my mother.

When I got home, I copied the whole work three times. Then I wrote it. I asked the mother who just came over: "Mom, what does it mean to write in silence?" Mom replied casually: "Mutely write is not to watch Write 呗." After finishing the mother, I went to wash the clothes. I seem to understand and understand, I thought: meditation is not to read, do not look at writing is to close your eyes to write, it must be written and twisted, the teacher's homework is so strange! I closed my eyes and started to write, but I was still scared: could it be skewed? I also opened my eyes and licked my eyes from time to time. After that, I opened my eyes and wrote. After a while, I wrote it, my mother’s clothes were washed. When my mother saw me playing, she asked me, “Have you written it in silence?” I replied to my mother’s answer: “Write it, I... ...I wrote with my eyes closed. "I was afraid that my mother would find me in a blink of an eye. But after listening to the mother, I didn’t notice anything, but “snapped and laughed out,” “What! The dictation is not to read, not to close your eyes and write! ""what? That's it! ”

I think about it now, and I can't help but laugh out loud.

Fujian Nanping Pucheng Peaceful National Primary 4: Wang Zijun