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I learned to apologize.

I have a good sister who cares about me, but I'm sorry for her.

That day, I watched a TV series that said that some of the cups in which tea was made were engraved with words. I'm curious, is this true? Let's take a look first.

So I picked up the cup and looked east and west, and there was nothing in it! It's nonsense on TV, it's pure deception, it's playing around, it's careless, oops! It's terrible!

The cup fell to the ground and "snapped" and fell to pieces.

What to do? Dad was coming back soon, and suddenly I frowned and remembered. I remembered my sister who was doing her homework in the back room. That's right, let my sister be my "substitute ghost"!

While she wasn't looking, I sneaked outside and played with my friends. After a while, I saw my father carrying a bag, humming a little song, and happily going upstairs, and I immediately came up from behind.

Dad had already gone up to the third floor, and with a bang, the door was slammed, and I crept to the door and listened to the movement in the house.

Who broke this? Dad's serious words came out.

Hey, the fun begins! I was secretly proud.

What shattered? "It's my sister's inexplicable voice.

What is broken, you know in your heart. ”

I didn't break it, I kept doing my homework in my room! ”

If you didn't break it, who else would it be? ”

It can't be a younger brother, right? ”

How could it be that he broke it, he is an honest child, you don't say it anymore, dead girl, and dare to talk hard, see if I don't beat you ......”

Dad punching and kicking and my sister crying could be heard in the house. I'll go too! I slipped away like a rat in a panic.

Why should I do this and why? I don't really know.

After a long time, I went home casually, talking about the joy of being outside.

What's wrong? Broken cup? Dad, you broke it! "I pretended I didn't know what to do.

I said it's not Dongdong! Come, what did Daddy bring you? ”

I looked, ho, so many toys, and so many delicious ......

My sister was still crying, her shoulders shrugged and her eyes were red, on this day, my sister slept without eating, and she didn't eat the next day. Seeing my sister's sad appearance, I wanted to tell my father the truth of the matter, but I didn't dare.

A few days passed, and I finally couldn't help it, and told my dad one by one, and I really broke it, and my dad was stunned all of a sudden. When he came to his senses, he said gently, "You are sensible!" Dong Dong, come, let's compensate your sister. ”

Child, it's the father who is not good, and he shouldn't be so rough ......”

Sister, I was wrong, you beat me very hard, you can deal with it ......”

One day, I found that my socks were dirty, and that day the teacher taught us how to wash socks, and I decided to wash my socks myself.

When I wash my socks, I first scrub the dirty places, then sprinkle laundry detergent, then rub, and finally wash the other places, and then wash the other places, and then wash them to see if there is any foam, if not, it means that they are clean, if there is, they have to be washed again, and then see if the dirty places are cleaned, and my socks are finally washed back and forth several times.

I learned to ride a bike.

In my third grade, I learned many things, such as cycling, swimming, cooking, stir-frying, ......But the thing that sticks out to me is riding a bike.

At that time, I saw several big brothers and sisters playing on bicycles in the community, and I was very envious, and as soon as my mother came back, I said to her, "Mom, I want to learn to ride a bicycle." Mom happily replied, "Okay, I'll ask Dad to teach you this Saturday!" ’

On Saturday, I can't wait to call my dad to teach me how to ride a bike. When I saw my father demonstrate it, I said to my father with confidence, "Don't worry!

I first sat on the seat under the guidance of my father, put my right foot on the pedal, and then used my left heel and right foot to step regularly, the first few steps were relatively stable, but in the back I either couldn't control the steering wheel, or I couldn't concentrate. I kicked the bike angrily and said angrily, "I don't learn this bike anymore, it's so hard to learn."

Dad came up to me and said; "Don't worry, you have to be attentive when riding, and it's the same with Dad, as long as you stick to it, you'll ride. ”

After listening to my dad, I picked up the bike and rode the bike according to my dad's instructions, and I fell once or twice, or even more, but I still persevered. I was riding, and my dad was following me, and suddenly I realized that I could ride a bike, but when I looked back and saw that my dad was not there, it dawned on me that my dad had already let go. I'm so happy, I'm happy that I learned to ride a bike, and I'm grateful for my father's teaching, in the process of learning to ride a bike, I tasted the bitterness of wrestling, but also tasted the sweetness of learning to ride a bike, through learning to ride a bike, I understood a truth; As long as you are consistent in everything you do, you will succeed.