
I have been dealing with Chinese characters for five or six years, and there have been a lot of things between us, such as the time to write wrong characters and make a big joke, the time to write not seriously and was criticized by the teacher, the time to write beautiful and praised, the time......
Ring, ring, ring, with a light and loud alarm, I wake up from a dream. Jumping out of bed, I trotted to the window, yawning and stretching. Suddenly, I turned to look at the calendar, ah! Today is Tomb-sweeping Day, someone to visit home. I hurriedly put on clothes, put on pants, and then wear a watch and necklace, a big jump, two feet perfectly into the shoes, and then a jump to run downstairs.
Downstairs the first thing is to wash up, and then from the bag out of the practice book, while humming ditty practice. It was as if the time had been touched by a naughty child. It changed from 8 a.m. to 11 a.m. Just listen to a drop, the door was slowly opened, I turned around, ah! It is grandpa and grandma they, I quickly ran over, a rush in grandma's arms. I have never seen the guests behind them, but I am not shy, ran to them to call: "uncle good, aunt good......" As soon as I said hello, they turned to me, looking at me, looking at my words, and not forgetting to look at my name... He kept saying, "What a lovely little girl she is, with her delicate features!" "Her handwriting is very good, too! All uniform in size... " I heard these words don't be too happy, happy to jump three feet high, happy as if the exam took one hundred points, as if the dance competition took the first place...
Since childhood, I have been curious about Chinese characters, "this word is good! What does this word say? What do you mean? I want to know him!" My curiosity is often embodied in a "word".
When I was young, because I could not write my own name, I wrote my name as "Zheng broken Kai", and then went to show off in front of my mother that I could write a name, but my mother saw my name and laughed. I stood aside very confused, my mother said it was wrong, and I laughed with my mother. Mother picked up the pen to write my name "Zheng Bokai", and then taught me to write, a pen to teach, I slowly learn, not for a while, a word to write, and after a while, the name to write, but is crooked according to the mother to write the picture, I looked at my mother dejected. Mother said it didn't matter, write more will be.
One day, we went to grandma's house, I and grandpa grandma said I would write the name. Grandpa took paper and pen to let me write them to see, I picked up the pen but forgot how to write, touch my head desperately want to still can't remember, I see everyone is waiting for me to write, a nervous will not write! In order not to let you down, I wrote again "is broken Kai", I saw everyone laughed, grandparents smiled, mom and dad laughed, my two brothers directly sat on the ground laughing, I also embarrassed to laugh.
Grandpa brought a pen and paper and said, "I'll teach you to write your name." I nodded happily. Grandpa wrote down my name and then taught me one by one. I wrote it again and again in the book. It took me about 2 days to remember how to write my name.
Later I learned to write other words, each word is different, meaning is different, really wonderful!


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