On the second day of the year, I went to visit my relatives in Feicheng. My brother and I still have 3 year old little brother to play against shaving guns.
First, I first put a gun, I saw the orange yellow sparks, and then, out of white smoke. And the sound of the explosion hovered in the air.
At this time the younger brother laughs. The brother found a broken teacup. The first brother ignited the cup and buckled with a cup. After a while, it was like the sound of fart. I was very unaddicting, and I said to my brother, "let's not come three." The brother was excit陕西癫痫病哪个医院正规ed and said, "OK."
The exciting moment came and the cup was fry in half. Again, the brother is clapping and clapping.
After lunch, my brother and I continued to blow the cannon.
My brother and I looked for a box and threw it into the box after it was ignited. I do not know how the brother like a stimulant, with a corn pole, beating back and forth, my brother and I startled a shout to come. But the brother is not listening to still smiling, immediately, this shave ringing, good brother still good, really scared to death.
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The parents were angry and said, "pay attention to safety. You two say a lot of words to your brother."
Now I know what's safe to do. If the security can't be guaranteed, then you don't do it. At any time, security is always the first.
One day in the winter vacation, mother went home from work. He excitedly shouted: "Mom, guess what brings you?" "it must be delicious." I answere陕西哪里看癫痫病好d without thinking. "No," Speaking, mother took out a small box from behind and handed it to me. I took over the box curiously, and I could not wait to open a look. It turned out to be a lively and smart bird. I cautiously lifted it and looked carefully.
This should be a just flying bird, the mouth has not faded yellow. A gray brown full-fledged clean, a pair of round small eyes and black light, panic around four.
Carelessly, the bird broke away from my hands and flew towards the window. I wanted to fly out. I didn't expect to bump into the windowpane and fall on the windowsill, but it was still unwilling to fly up and down. I can no西安癫痫病哪家医院能治好t help but pitiful birds, I think, birds should live in the embrace of nature and fly freely. So, I said to my mother, "Mom, let's put the bird! I can't see my mom and dad. The birds are so scared." My mother was looking at me, and then enjoy the voice said: "my son grow up. The bird has already given you, you say it. " I am happy to thanks mom, holding the bird ran downstairs.
Came downstairs on the ground, I gently loosen the hands, the bird "bass" to fly to the sky, quickly fly away. I see the bird flying back to the birds, snuggling up to the bird's father and mother's mother, telling the story of a good young boy in the story...