Write an essay of 400 words on the topic of Confessions of XX .

hello！I am a fountain pen, I am very beautiful, I wear a golden hat on my head, I am wearing a gorgeous dress, there are all kinds of patterns on my body, there are several rows of golden yellow patterns on it, and there is a graceful and luxurious pattern of Pengzhou flower-peony. I have a lot of people in my family :

Brush grandfather, chalk sister, pencil brother, color pen aunt, etc. Don't underestimate me, I'm the second oldest in the house, because my clothes are gorgeous, noble, and like a polite gentleman, so naturally everyone calls me "Pistachio." In the light of the moon, the city was so quiet that it seemed that the whole world had entered into a sweet dream, and the sound of Mr. Cricket's violin came from the silent grass.

And in one corner, which is even more lively, is our family's unique big party. Looking at the fierce clan, Grandpa Brush swept his beard and said to everyone with a smile: "We are not only eating, drinking and having fun today, but also to talk about the long history of our big family and see who has extensive knowledge!"

Before he could finish his words, the pencil couldn't bear it, grabbed the microphone, and said, "I know that my ancestors were graphite pens, and I evolved from them!" In Roman times, people used knives to engrave words on tortoise shells, and graphite pens to write on walls, and now we have more and more types of pencils, not only soft and hard, thick and thin, but also mechanical pencils and soft eraser pencils.

The audience listened with relish, everyone nodded and praised from time to time, and there was warm applause and thunderous cheers, only the blushing neck thick ballpoint pen sat in the seat angrily, he ran to the podium and grabbed the microphone, and asked contemptuously: "Since you are knowledgeable, then do you know who our ancestors are?" "This...."This....Pencil thought vigorously as he touched his head.

The audience in groups of three and five discussed a lot. At this time, Grandpa Brush came to relieve the siege and said kindly: "Children, as early as when people lived primitive lives, our earliest ancestors came out of the rotten stool, that is, the branches and sharp stones used by primitive people to make marks, with the evolution of human society, we are constantly changing.

In the slave society, there were knives and pens, graphite pens, and in the Qin and Han dynasties, I was born. Because you are affordable, you can be found everywhere. Grandpa Brush patted me on the shoulder, "Especially the proud fountain pen in our pen, it is practical and beautiful, smooth writing, easy to carry, and has a wide variety, which is loved by people!"

Grandpa's words made me especially proud of today's gathering, I learned more about the history of my family, and I want to make more contributions to mankind with practical actions. It's not early, I'm going to sleep, "bay bay!" ”