Secret essay for two people 400 words

Nature is like a kaleidoscope, and all kinds of natural phenomena appear around us from time to time, but the most memorable thing for me is the secret of mimosa's shyness.

One day, my mother bought a pot of mimosa, which grew very luxuriantly, and I liked it very much, and I thought it was a strange name, and I thought it was very shy? Once, I touched its leaves with my hands, and the moment I touched them, the leaves closed together. I touched the other leaves, but the situation was exactly the same as before, the leaves were all closed.

I turned the fan up again to blow its leaves as hard as possible, and the leaves all closed.

I thought: Why do the leaves of mimosas close together? Is mimosa as shy as a timid little girl?

Creak? Why is there so much water in it? I went online again to check the information, and after checking for a long time, I finally found out the reason:

Mimosa has a lot of water in its leaves and petioles, and if you touch its leaves, the water in the leaves will flow elsewhere, so the leaves will curl upwards. Conversely, when the petiole is touched, the entire leaf droops. That's when I realized that mimosas weren't shy, but protected themselves, and I was very excited because I caught another small fish in the ocean of knowledge.

There's a little secret hidden in my heart. I don't want anyone to know, but don't feel bad about it. I really want to find someone to talk about the secrets in my heart.

There's a little secret hidden in my heart. I don't want anyone to know, but don't feel bad about it. I really want to find someone to talk about the secrets in my heart.

There's a little secret hidden in my heart. I don't want anyone to know, but don't feel bad about it. I really want to find someone to talk about the secrets in my heart.

So, I thought of you, because you are a good friend I can trust. We're talking about everything, don't you say?

Do you know? For a few days, I was in a bad mood because I broke my father's favorite vase at home. It was a vase that Dad bought last year and it was beautiful.

But the day before yesterday, my brother and I were playing at home. While we were in the middle of our game, we were suddenly stunned by a loud bang. Only, I found that there were many vases behind me with fragments.

I hurriedly picked up a piece of fragment and looked at it, ah, it turned out to be my father's beloved vase. I panicked and thought: Suffered, suffered, broke my father's heart, how can I explain this to him!

At this time, Dad happened to come home from work and bumped into this scene. The expression on his face became serious, and he said angrily, "What's going on?

How did my vase fall to the ground? "Just as I was panicking, I heard the kitten bark," I said to my father, "......."It was our kitten who made ......"I knew that if Dad really caused this to be caused by our playfulness, he would be furious, so I put the blame on Kitten.

But Dad hates the kitten now and wants to give it away. What to do? The kitten is my good friend, it has been with me for two years, I can't bear it, what should I do?

I have grasped the secret in my heart and told you unreservedly, I don't know what you think, please tell me.

My little secret.

I have a very small secret, but I don't feel comfortable hiding it in my heart.

One day in the second semester of the third grade, my class went to PE class with new basketballs. Mine I borrowed from my brother. I borrowed nothing, but when I took the basketball to PE class, my classmates smiled and said to me

Ren Han? f, why did some of the skin of your basketball fall off, you dug it up! I was a little embarrassed to hear this, and I thought:

How did my brother borrow me this old basketball? Mom, why do they say this basketball is good? I came home from school and said to my mother

This basketball is too old to be used. But my mother said, "As long as the ball can be used."

After listening to my mother's words, I used it day after day, and I really couldn't stand the words of people saying that I was "bullying" basketball.

On this day, when I got home, I saw my grandfather reading the newspaper and my grandmother stir-frying, so I secretly took the basketball and quietly walked upstairs, trying to find a place to hide it. I looked around, and all of a sudden, I noticed that there was a lot of stuff under the bed, and I could put the basketball inside, and I said just do it, take it out, and then put the basketball in it, and then the thing went back to the original shape. When my mother came back from work, I hurriedly said to my mother

Mom, my basketball is off, you can buy me one! "Mom paused for a while and said, "Did you hide it?" and after scanning the whole house with her eyes, she didn't find anything, so she promised to buy one for me.