Write a 500 word essay on the topic of him

My mother knows that I am a sloppy egg, and I always have to tell me thousands of times before going to school every day, "Is there a bus card?" "Brought the textbook, right?" "What about homework? "I'm used to her nagging, and I have a trick to deal with it - left ear in, right ear out!

I really forgot this time, the bus card still needs to die, I came to the conclusion after standing on the bus stop and rummaging through all my pockets. It's all my mother's fault, she must have cursed it! What to do?

If you have coins, you can go through all your pockets again and declare that nothing has happened! Go back and get it? The thought of the strange face of the "old class" after being late made my heart palpitate.

Borrow, it seems that there is only one way, my dear classmates, where are you at the moment? Borrowing from a stranger? Just say begging, oops, the end of the hero!

Borrow it, just with my innocent young appearance, under the Lang Lang Qiankun, there should be no problem in borrowing a dollar, ask the adult, or borrow it from the child? I'm targeting an old woman, the elderly, synonymous with "kindness", I should be no surprise if I am "smart". "Grandma, I forgot my bus card, can you lend me a dollar?"

Grandma glanced at me, and my heart was like being wronged by a classmate for stealing his snacks: "In these years, I don't study well at a young age!" ”

I almost lost confidence in myself, could it be that my "acting" was over? Well, it may be that the elderly are "well-informed" and find a young one: "Uncle, I'm going to be late, can you lend me a dollar to take the bus?"

These days, there are children everywhere. After hearing this, I immediately saw the begging hands at the subway intersection in front of me, I don't look like it?

What to do? Seeing a No. 19 bus drive by, call your mother **? Don't you, isn't that a self-defeating trap? Tell Dad, well, the two of them are in this together.

Sister ......I found a new goal, and before I could finish speaking, the "sister" split his head with a sentence: "These days, you are very poor, and you want to borrow money, right?" I was wondering about the acuity of my sister, who had already thrown her long hair and got on the bus, leaving me stunned on the platform.

I was discouraged, took out the **, slid out the "mother" with my fingers, and was about to dial it out, a little sister was also waiting for the car, it should be an experimental elementary school, why not try it with her? Adults can't borrow it, but it will be a child? As soon as she finished speaking, the little sister quickly took off her backpack and found it, grunting in her mouth

In these years, there are more sloppy than me. "Here you go

If you ask me what I like to study the most? I will never hesitate to say, "I love learning languages!"

Why? Because I love the look, feel, and taste of square words. When I see "laughter", my heart will be very happy; When you see "crying", you will feel very sad; When you see "evil", you will not feel disgusted in your heart; In short, I will be in a mood that fluctuates with the way the words look.

When I read **, I will integrate into the world of the book, laugh and cry with the protagonist, this is the power that words bring me. Due to my own interests and some family reasons (my grandmother was a Chinese teacher), I have enjoyed Chinese classes since the first grade. As soon as I take a Chinese class, my eyes will be wide open, my ears will catch every rhythm of the teacher, and I will take every lesson seriously.

Because I'm obsessed with languages, I've made a lot of jokes! I remember one time, the Chinese teacher was on a business trip, and the Chinese classes were replaced with other subjects, but as soon as the class bell rang, I stupidly took out the Chinese textbook, put it on the table, and sat upright.

The surrounding classmates laughed when they heard it, and said, "Haha, Mr. Peng is on a business trip!" How are you a language fan!

It dawned on me and smiled embarrassedly. Language is like a vast sea of knowledge, so rich and colorful. There are ancient poems and songs, and modern poems and beautiful ......I love everything, especially writing.

Every holiday, I insist on writing a diary every day.