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In my pencil case lies a small eraser, although it is inconspicuous, but it is my little friend!

Everyone must know the role of the eraser, the so-called eraser is used to erase typos, I remember when I was in the first grade I wrote a wrong word in the class workbook, at that time I didn't even know what the role of the eraser was, so I tried to think about how to get rid of the typo, then the teacher came over and asked me what was wrong, I told the teacher the reason, the teacher took out a piece of rectangle from my pencil case, and told me: "This is an eraser, it can erase all the words written with a pencil." Teacher Hou erased the typo as he spoke.

School started, my mother bought me a big eraser, it took a long time, gradually, the eraser became smaller and smaller, the original burly body now became thin, and finally one day the eraser was gone, I felt sad for the eraser, left in the world without even praise, and died but no one paid attention, one day I finally understood the meaning of the eraser in the world, that is, the spirit of sacrificing oneself for others, silently serving others, I was really moved!

The spirit of self-sacrifice is precious and worthy of our learning.

I am a person who does not cherish erasers, I often scribble on the eraser, and even use a knife to scribble on the eraser, the eraser was used a few times, and I threw it into the old pencil case, and the erasers I discarded gradually became my friends.

One summer evening, when I was just falling asleep, all of a sudden, the erasers in the old pencil case flew out, and one of the pink erasers said, "Hey, people really don't care about our erasers, and we are also made by our uncle who worked hard through many supply and demand!" Especially which little girl who is sleeping, sometimes scribbles on us, and even scribbles on us, ruining our beautiful image.

They threw us aside a few times, and they really didn't pay attention to the hard-earned money of our parents! Brothers and sisters, how do you say you will punish her? ”

The other eraser said: "We also carved a knife in his face, and it was her beautiful little face that was also broken and turned into an ugly bastard." ”

As I spoke, one of the erasers that I had completely deformed was picked up and cut a knife on my face, and I was so frightened that I sat up, covered in sweat! Oh, what a nightmare!

After the nightmare, I woke up - I now cherish not only my erasers, but all my stationery!

Whenever I see the eraser in my stationery box, I am reminded of that story.

That day, I was doing my homework in a hotel and suddenly remembered that I didn't bring an eraser, what should I do? What should I do if I make a mistake in my English homework? At this time, my grandmother saw my thoughts and said to me:

It's okay, grandma will help you see if there is one selling erasers nearby, and if there is, I'll buy one for you. I nodded. After a while, I saw my grandmother holding a long, thin pink eraser, which I liked very much.

This eraser helped me with my typos, and my homework book was clean every day.

The eraser at the same table was nowhere to be found. I lent him my eraser, and he used it and said, "Your eraser is so good, thank you for lending me."

I'm going to buy an eraser like you, too! I happily said, "Okay, but you have to make a mark!"

With that, we both burst out laughing.

This eraser made my homework book clean, allowed me to help my tablemates, and made me feel that my grandmother was kind to me!

I have a little rectangular eraser that I bought with my mom, there were three pieces together, but now there is only one, the first one was used up when I was in the second grade, and the second one was lost when I was in the third grade, and this is the last of the three. Every day, I take it with me to school, and it naturally becomes my good companion.

My eraser smells faintly scented, my body is purple, and there is a layer of eraser paper wrapped in it, how beautiful! Whenever I made a mistake in my workbook, I picked up the eraser and asked it to help, I first carefully removed the piece of paper wrapped around the eraser, and then gently erased the typo with the eraser. Sometimes, due to my carelessness, it will help the wrong word and erase the correct word, but I don't get angry with it and quickly rewrite the word that shouldn't be erased.

I love my eraser so much, sometimes I smell it, sometimes I bathe it and let it serve me clean. It's sad to watch it work tirelessly to serve me day by day, and to watch it get smaller and smaller day by day. Mom said to me:

When you run out of erasers, you can still buy them, what's there to be sad about? ”

How nice it would be if there were endless erasers in the world! That way, this eraser of mine can always be by my side.

I had a black eraser, and my mom hated it when she first bought it because it was black and didn't look good at all. But as soon as I made a typo, it popped out of the stationery box and helped me correct my mistake. And that's how I like it more and more.

But the classmates in our class said; "Your eraser is not black, and it must not be clean. I said; "Don't judge people by their appearance, and don't believe me to show you. Saying that, I wrote the word "good" in the notebook, wiped it, and sure enough, it was clean.

My classmates complimented me on how good my eraser was.

My eraser is the cleanest in the class and I love my eraser.

My eraser, he didn't have a gorgeous appearance, even a little funny, he contributed himself modestly, even if no one would remember him, and silently sacrificed his white coat.

Erasers have accompanied me as I grew up, witnessing successes and failures again and again.

Write the time you use it and its shape.

It's about writing about the Buy an Eraser study.