a thing that I regret very much

In the summer of last year, I used to do something that I regret very much. Although it has been a long time, I still remember it.

On the day of my memory, my mom and I went to the market to buy things. Suddenly my eyes lit up. "Oh, it’s a small fish!" I couldn’t help but blurt out. The little fish reminded me of my mother’s promise: "As long as you get tested The top five, I will buy you goldfish." When I thought of my mother's promise, I quickly screamed at my mother. My mother also fulfilled her promise and bought me three goldfish. When I paid for it, I won the treasure and held it in my arms. It can be said that it is: I was afraid of flying, and I was afraid of it in my mouth. I carefully took the goldfish back home, and even the shoes didn't change. I couldn't wait to rush into the kitchen to change my beloved fish. Then my mother teased me: "Hey, you are anxious, I see you eating delicious. I am not so anxious!" I said with a hippie smile: "Of course, you don't know if this girl loves goldfish?" After a few days, I carefully raised my little goldfish, and my mother praised me. it is good.

Until one day, I saw the special joy of goldfish eating. I suddenly remembered that every time I put my mother, I always let me eat more. I also said that I would eat more quickly. My mind came up with an idea: I want to feed the goldfish more, let them grow up quickly, and give mom a surprise. I will increase the amount of fish. I thought, the light feeds the fish food, the nutrition is definitely not enough. I have to give them some fruit, so I cut the apples for dessert. After feeding, I said to the little fish, "Let's eat, Grow up quickly, don't let me down! I said, I went out to play with the children.

In the evening, when I came back, I was very happy to see my little fish. However, my little fishes all floated on the water with their belly facing up, and they looked at their small round eyes. It’s like a murderer. I shouted: "Mom, what happened to my little fish?" Mom looked and said, "Just dead, you can see it with its round belly. Do you feed them a lot of food? I am not Have you said that the small fish should be fed quantitatively?" Then I realized that the little fish was fed by me. When I remembered that I had just bought a small fish, my mother told me some common sense of raising fish. Among them, there was a dose of feeding. It was all my whim. I forgot my mother’s words and looked at me. My beloved little goldfish, I bowed my head in regret, and cried: "Small fish, sorry, I hurt you."

I regret it until I think about it today!

Fourth grade: Wang Wei