I tell jokes to my parents.

I like listening to stories. There are many strange things in it. Those beautiful and magical stories always bring me a lot of beautiful imagination. When I was a child, my mother always told me many fairy tales before going to bed, which made me full of yearning every night. Now I like to listen to idiom stories, which are interesting and philosophical and can make me understand a truth. Especially in class, I show myself for 2 minutes every day, and the students tell fables, which fascinates me.

On weekends, I decided to tell stories to my parents at home so that I could tell them to my classmates. On this day, after dinner, I walked up to my parents and said, "Hey hey, everybody sit tight. Let me tell you a story. " Dad doesn't believe that I can tell a story: "Go, go and study." Mom also said: "Asia, stop playing, do your homework and tell stories before going to bed." I looked at them discontentedly: "You don't respect me at all." Seeing that I was anxious and serious, my mother quickly turned off the TV and stood side by side with my father, watching me sit on the sofa in confusion. "I want you to give me advice. I am preparing for a wonderful 2 minutes. " Mom and dad nodded, looked at me seriously and began to listen to my story.

I stood in front of the sofa and introduced loudly: "Today, my story is called" A Castle in the Air ". Once upon a time, there was a man who was called a stupid rich man. One day … "It was quite simple to watch my classmates tell stories on the podium, but I found it was not like this when I told them myself. I finally, uh-huh, uh-huh (slowly) finished. "everyone laughs at stupid rich people ... my story is over, please comment on it."

My mother gave me 9.9, and my father gave me 9.7. "Dad, why is your score low? Tell me. " Dad said to me, "Think about it. When telling stories, I always look around, but I don't look at my parents. Is that telling us a story? " I can't feel it talking to us at all. Also, telling stories is not memorizing texts. Storytelling is about suspense. You have to create suspense through your confident expression, and it will be vivid and charming when you are integrated into your feelings. You see, you are panting for a while, and others are not in the mood to listen for a while. "Dad said I just uncomfortable all the things. I humbly accepted my father's instruction and asked him to analyze the key points for me. Then I muttered to them for a while. I told them again after I was fully prepared. This time, my picky dad also gave me a high score of 9.9. I am very happy. I still have to think about it and wait to tell my classmates. I also said to my mother, "in the future, you should not only give me praise, but also give me advice." Mom smiled and agreed.

I am very happy that I can tell a story vividly. I find that sometimes criticism makes me feel more valued and happy than praise. I like this beautiful day.