One summer evening

One summer evening, Xiaoming and I sat on the grass and listened to my father tell us the story of Sima Guang smashing the cylinder. Once upon a time, there was a man named Sima Guang, since childhood studious. At the age of seven, he was as thoughtful as an adult. Once, he was playing in the backyard with his friends. There was a big, deep water tank in the yard, and a child fell into it by accident. The water in the tank was so deep that the child seemed to have no roof. Other children saw it and cried and looked around for help. Sima Guang, however, is in no hurry. Quick-witted, he picked up a big rock and threw it at the tank with all his might. With a bang, the tank broke, the water from the tank came out, and the child was saved. Listening to this story, I understand a truth: we must think well, learn more, observe more, think more, encounter problems to learn to calm, brave, wise.I had just finished my homework this evening when the power went out. My brother packed his stories and asked his mother to tell him stories. So my mother shone a flashlight on the book and told my brother a story. My mother told him a story about a fox. It told him that one winter a fox went out to look for food. There was no food in winter, but he could not find it for several days. He was dying of hunger. Then he smelled raw fish. It was someone driving a cart with baskets of bamboo fish. It came up in a flash, and fell dead in the middle of the road. Just then the carriage passed by, and its owner saw it. Then the fox opened his eyes and saw that he was lying next to a basket full of fish. He secretly picked up the fish and ate it. After a while, he was full, and he wanted me to be full again. But how could he buy it for his wife and children at home? When he saw the basket, he had an idea. He took a bamboo stick from the basket, strung the fish on the stick, and then sneaked out of the wagon to take the food to the house of his wife and children. The fox is so clever.I had just finished my homework this evening when the power went out. My brother packed his stories and asked his mother to tell him stories. So my mother shone a flashlight on the book and told my brother a story. My mother told him a story about a fox. It told him that one winter a fox went out to look for food. There was no food in winter, but he could not find it for several days. He was dying of hunger. Then he smelled raw fish. It was someone driving a cart with baskets of bamboo fish. It came up in a flash, and fell dead in the middle of the road. Just then the carriage passed by, and its owner saw it. Then the fox opened his eyes and saw that he was lying next to a basket full of fish. He secretly picked up the fish and ate it. After a while, he was full, and he wanted me to be full again. But how could he buy it for his wife and children at home? When he saw the basket, he had an idea. He took a bamboo stick from the basket, strung the fish on the stick, and then sneaked out of the wagon to take the food to the house of his wife and children. The fox is so clever.