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That uncle, that key.

In the blink of an eye, the door of childhood has slowly closed to me. Recalling the past, there are joys and sorrows, happiness, and vitality......But there is one thing that I remember vividly.

On the afternoon of the week, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people because I still had to buy pens. In desperation, we came to a small vegetable stall on the side of the road to buy vegetables. The stall owner is an old man, and at first glance he knows that he is an authentic old farmer who has suffered a lot of weather.

Mom went up to ask for the price and began to negotiate with him. But the vegetable seller was calculating, and he refused to lower the half-dime. I was impatiently urging my mother next to me, and my mother was also anxious, so she hurriedly weighed the food and paid for it, and left in a hurry.

Who knew that halfway through, my mother found that the key was missing, what should I do? There will be more guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother had a disappointed expression on her face.

You must have forgotten it in that stall, and if you lose something, who will return it to you, let alone the old man who cares about it. You think you're unlucky! ”

After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try our luck, so we ran in the direction of the market again.

It was late afternoon when I got there, and there weren't many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, his eyes looking around, as if waiting for someone. My mom and I walked up, and the old man recognized us, and he handed the key to her with his calloused hand, and she nodded to him knowingly, and all three of us smiled happily.

Looking at the simple old man in front of me, what else can I say? A sense of guilt arises. I wish the old man a safe life!

Early in the morning, Pan Qiang was dreaming. Suddenly, he was woken up by a loud rumbling noise outside the house. He rubbed his blindfolded eyes and noticed that it was pouring rain in the sky.

Oh no! There will be a lot of standing water at the school gate. Every time it rains, the little students are worried at the door, and this time it will be the same.

Thinking of this, Pan Qiang got dressed neatly, picked up his schoolbag, and prepared to run outside the house with an umbrella. Pan Qiang's mother saw it and shouted loudly: "Qiang Qiang, you haven't had breakfast!"

Mom, I'm not eating. There is an urgency. With that, Pan Qiang ran out of the house.

Pan Qiang saw more than a dozen young students standing at the entrance of the school from a distance. He took three steps and two steps to the school gate, and saw the sad faces of his little classmates. Pan Qiang thought about it and had a way. He put down his umbrella and strode towards the brick stack to the west of the school.

When he came to the brick stack, Pan Qiang moved four red bricks at a time, once, twice, and three ......timesHe's doing it so hard. Gradually, a crooked path appeared at the entrance of the school. The faces of those little classmates bloomed with joy.

I'll help you through. Pan Qiang held the arm of the little student with one hand, and held an umbrella for the little student with the other hand, and passed on the path step by step. One, two, three ......Gradually, there were more and more students on the other side of the school gate.

At this time, Pan Qiang's heart was sweeter than eating honey.

Father-in-law Sun quietly watched the students coming and going at the school gate. A few days passed, and the water at the school gate dried up, and Pan Qiang moved the bricks back to their original places one by one.

Do your own thing!

Since your teacher has given you this homework, you should complete it carefully!

Don't be opportunistic and fool the teacher!