Write an essay according to the prompts, with a word count of 600 words. 50

One night, there was a commotion in Xiao Ming's pencil case.

The pen that had been holding back for a long time in the arms of the mother of the stationery box spoke, and it shouted: "I have the greatest credit, every day the little master uses me whether it is writing homework or practicing calligraphy, because the little master has grown up and is already in the fifth grade, and he will not use your pencil anymore, and the little master does not want you anymore." The pencil retorted unconvinced:

I have a lot of credit than you, although the little master doesn't use me much now, but after I arrive, when the little master goes to middle school and learns geometry, because I want to draw, so I have to use it more! "Pencils and pens are arguing like this. The erasers and correction fluids that had just fallen asleep were woken up by them, and they said in unison

It's our credit that is the greatest! Eraser exclaimed, "Your pencil is nothing but writing, what's the big deal?"

Will you revise it? Ken Chaos will not be! If the little master made a mistake in the high school entrance examination, without me, he couldn't modify it, and he would be deducted points, can you change it?

The pencil was speechless, and the pen sneered: "How is it, no rut, right?" "You're no better!

I can modify you anyway! The correction liquid said coldly. Just when they were arguing.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came out: "My dear children, don't be noisy anymore, you all have your own role, each has your own division of labor, and you are complementary to each other!" If you use your different roles to fight for merit, you will quarrel endlessly, and in the end, the little master will be woken up by you, you should know what the result will be!

The stationery box mother said kindly. After listening to the words of the mother of the stationery box, the children admitted their mistakes and promised that they would never fight for credit in the future, and each played their own role, which was the greatest credit. After a while, the usual tranquility returned to the schoolbag, and all the stationery in it fell asleep peacefully, waiting for the little master's lesson ...... tomorrow

When the flowers are bright and willowy, it will say: Spring is coming; When the flowers are in full bloom, they will say: summer is coming; When the autumn breeze blows, they will say:

Autumn is coming; When the wind and snow are blowing, it will say: Winter is coming. But the gratitude that I cherished in my heart was never spoken.

Inscription. Even though I was on a city bus, the scorching sun still made me sweat profusely. Plus ......This person is also too much, and it's not ** to start an event. Alas, only sighing alone, guarding the bag.

Today was the day before school started, and I packed my things and got into the car. My family has repeatedly told me to be careful, and I don't dare to be too careless, after all, the bag contains my living expenses, accommodation fees, tuition fees, etc., and it will be troublesome if I lose it.

I felt the sweat falling down my drips, and it was accompanied by my impatience.

When I got into the car, I squeezed and squeezed, and sat down in the seat that I had managed to find. Who knows that there are too many people, even if you are sitting, it feels very crowded. I turned my head to look at the person sitting next to me, a middle-aged man, and then turned my eyes to look out the window at the motionless cityscape (now in traffic jam) and thought:

Is the city really that good? I'll have to take a good look. So I indulged in the beauty of the city.

At this time, I heard the driver say, "Hey, that little girl, don't throw garbage outside", and my thoughts were withdrawn. I looked at the driver, meaning to ask if it was me.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and said loudly: "It's you, don't think I can't see, don't you know?" No garbage is allowed, really.

I could hear the contempt in his words, but I didn't do anything, how could he have wronged me! I looked up at the people around me, and they either looked at me with contempt or said that I had no public morality. Looking at them, I was very aggrieved.

I tried to explain to them, but there were so many people that it was hard to move.

The moment I turned my head, I saw that the person next to me was gone. It's still there just now! Suddenly, I thought I realized something and quickly looked at my bag. Sure enough, the bag was opened, and I hurriedly checked to see if there was any money inside, but fortunately I didn't lose it.

I thought about what the driver said, and it turned out that he said it on purpose. He saw in the rearview mirror that the man next to me was stealing my money, so he told the whole car to pay attention to me, so that the thief would not dare to steal in full view, so he had to flee in dismay.

Just as I was about to say thank you, the bus arrived. As the crowd drifted, I had no choice but to get out of the car, accompanied by the unspoken thanks.

He is wise, courageous, and worthy of praise.

Although the gratitude is not spoken, it is hidden in the bottom of my heart for thousands of years.