VioletHolt
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Childhood Interesting Stories
I remember it was a hot day and I was starving. One day when I was five years old, I was hungry, but I found my house empty and cold! I looked at the empty house and was very helpless. I thought to myself, "What should I do? What should I do? How can I eat without an adult at home? Why don't we wait? Let's wait until they come home. I thought while running to the kitchen, carrying dishes, lifting a small bench, and running to the table to wait dutifully. "One minute, two minutes, three minutes ......" twelve minutes had passed and my stomach was like a deflated ball, about to run out of "gas". I was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious, thinking: "Oh my God! Why aren't Mom and Dad coming? My stomach is going to be hungry! Forget it, let's wait five more minutes. I made up my mind that if Dad and Mom didn't come after five minutes, I would cook my food. (Some procrastination.)
By VioletHolt2 years ago in Families
Growing
Night, no wind. The lake is calm like a huge mirror, reflecting the night sky without stars and moon. Between the lake and the sky, the forest in the near distance, and the buildings in the far distance. With their undulating curves outlining the mysterious contours of the horizon, the night sky and the lake, are two axes of symmetry in the vastness of space.
By VioletHolt2 years ago in Humans
Commitment in the Snow
Another winter season, looking out the window at a large flurry of snowflakes, evoked a sad memory. It was a winter afternoon last year, I was distracted, lying on the windowsill of the classroom looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window, it is like cotton wool, dense simply can not see. The snowflakes fell on my hands, and instantly turned into drops of water, listening to the laughter of students outside the window, my heart added a touch of loneliness and isolation. I did want to find someone to keep me company, and that's when I thought of him, so I turned around and sat down and wrote a note to A, asking him to wait for me after school.
By VioletHolt2 years ago in Education
Snowflake
Snow, again outside the window drifting, light and free drifting. Look at the snowflakes dancing in the wind, waving white, dancing lightly with simplicity, suffused with endless fairy-tale-like sentiments. Look at the happy winter elves, white like the season's feathers, simple like naughty and innocent children, dancing with poetry, dancing with inspiration, infiltrated into a crystal moist, illusion into a wonderful legend, a fairy tale.
By VioletHolt2 years ago in Earth
Unlucky Brothers
At home, my brother gave me a nickname, called "unlucky egg", every time I mention this nickname, I am always angry and red in the face, but this little guy is laughing back and forth, thinking, "Why is it that after washing my face recently, to show their "towel work "I'm not unlucky every day, and besides, the kids in kindergarten have beaten you up, so you're unlucky too. But one day, an incident verified that we are both unlucky.
By VioletHolt2 years ago in Fiction
The game in the forest
"Good news! Good news! The animal kingdom is going to hold a "horse" race, and we hope everyone will participate in it, starting tomorrow." Some larks shouted in the forest. When the animals heard these words, they talked. The giraffe said, "I'm just tall and strong, but I can't run at all, so I'll just be a spectator, not an athlete." The board said, "I go to participate, I run the fastest, the body is not thin and not fat, who can not overtake me." The gorilla refuted the boar and said, "Even if you run faster, you are not as fast as Miss Rabbit, always bragging one day, huh?" The board argued: "Who said that, you shut your mouth and wait and see!"
By VioletHolt2 years ago in Fiction
Beverage possibilities
As a good student, I go to school on time every day and go home on time, never delaying. But today, for some reason, I slept in, which was criticized by the teacher. I was walking home alone, pouting, hanging my head, and kicking the plastic bottle in front of me with my foot. As soon as I turned a corner, I found a small stall in a shady corner selling drinks. "Wow, it looks so good!" I looked at the bottle of brightly colored drinks and unconsciously licked my lips.
By VioletHolt2 years ago in Fiction