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The story of pen, paper and eraser
The story of ruler and eraser
Pencil, ruler and ruler live together in a beautiful pencil box.
One day, the pencil suddenly asked the eraser, "What skill do you have to live in the same house with me?" "I can erase the wrong words you wrote, so my credit is greater than yours." The eraser answered unconvinced. The eraser turned his head and asked the ruler, "What ability do you have to live in a house with me?" "I can erase the wrong words you wrote, so my credit is greater than yours." The eraser answered unconvinced. The eraser turned his head and asked the ruler, "What skills do you have to share a room with me?" The ruler proudly replied, "I can make the line draw straight, but you can't, so my contribution is greater than yours." So they all ignored each other.
One day, the eraser was sick at home and couldn't go to work, only pencils and rulers went. At first, pencils and rulers worked smoothly, which made them feel that they could work well without an eraser. Because of this, the pencil accidentally wrote a wrong word, but it could not be erased by itself. The ruler could only be ground hard with its hard body, and the result became more and more chaotic.
The next day, the ruler couldn't come to work again, only pencils and erasers went. Their work went smoothly at first, but when it came to drawing a straight line, the pencil was stumped, because without the help of a ruler, it was impossible to draw a straight line at all. So she can only draw lines with rubber software, and the lines she draws are as winding as snakes.
On the third day, the pencil went to travel again, and the eraser and ruler were even more useless. There is nothing to wipe with an eraser, and a ruler that can draw straight lines is useless.
After a while, the pencil came back. When it saw the eraser and ruler look helpless, it laughed at them.
At this moment, the pencil-box said, "The inch is long, but the ruler is short. You all have your own strengths, but at the same time you all have weaknesses. Only by uniting with each other can we help the young master achieve better results! " Pencils, rulers and erasers all hung their heads in shame.
Since then, they have become good brothers who help each other and unite as one.
Love story of pencil and eraser
Pencil and Eraser Princess lives in the stationery world. Eraser is very clean. Wherever she goes, she makes the place white and flawless. One day they went to play in the forest, and the trace left by the pencil on the ground made the rubber princess very angry, so she said to the pencil prince; You hate leaving a stain in such a beautiful place! I really don't want to talk to you. The pencil wants to say something, but I didn't say anything because I was angry at seeing the rubber princess, so I had to follow the rubber princess silently. The eraser was even more angry when she saw the pencil following her. She ran quickly to the depths of the forest. The pencil is afraid of the danger of the eraser owner, so it desperately follows the eraser princess. At the same time, the eraser is tired of running. When she stopped, she found herself lost. It will be dark soon. A terrible tool knife will appear in the forest at any time. The tool knife will tear her body to pieces. Thought of here. Looking at the pencil with a little body left, the eraser cried ... haha, the editor is not good, hehehe, there is nothing to change!
(3) The story of Lebowman inventing a pencil with an eraser.
There is a painter named Lipman in Florida, USA. His life is quite poor. He is a poor painter. He is too poor to buy canvas and paper. His pen and easel, as well as the painting tools he uses, are all dissolute women. But he didn't give up his artistic pursuit. He kept painting every day, often until dawn.
One day, Lipman absorbed himself in drawing a sketch. His only pencil was cut short, and he had to hold it to finish the painting. Drawing and painting, he found that the picture needed to be revised, so he put down his pen and looked for his only eraser in the messy studio. He searched for a long time and finally found the pen, a small eraser not much bigger than soybeans. When he cleaned up the places that needed to be revised, he found that the damn pencil was gone again. He looked for this, lost it, and looked for that, which delayed a lot of time. Lippmann was patient and finally found the pen tip. In a rage, he decided to tie the eraser and pen together, so that neither of them could run away! So he found a silk thread and tied the eraser to the top of the pencil. In this way, the pencil seems a little long, but it is much more convenient to use. However, it didn't take a few times, and the eraser fell off. The poor painter was cruel. He must firmly fix the naughty eraser on the pencil. To this end, he even stopped painting, worked hard for several days and tried various methods to fix the rubber head ... Finally, he came up with a good idea: wrap it with a thin iron sheet and one end of a pencil.
This is the pencil with eraser that people use today, and it has become his patent.
Soon, the famous Laba pencil bought the patent for a huge sum of 500 thousand dollars. Lippmann went from a poor painter to an inventor and millionaire.
(4) Making up a fairy tale "Pencil and Eraser"
I have a pencil-box with pencils, erasers, rulers, pens and ballpoint pens. One day, they really talked. The pencil opened its eyes round first: "No one here is more useful than me! My master likes to write with me, and the written words are correct and beautiful. I am not only ice-smart, but also fashionable. I am as beautiful as I said. Look, how beautiful my black and red coat is ... ""Stop blowing, stop blowing! " The short and fat "short wax gourd"-the eraser couldn't help it: "The master wrote a typo that day and searched for me for a long time! Look at me, chubby figure, how strong I am! Yellow and white clothes, how bright! The skin is as white as snow, how unparalleled! " "Hum, I am good!" The tall and handsome ruler curled his lip and said, "My master's hand never left me in art class yesterday! Look at me, tall and slender, crystal clear skin, oh, really unique! " I opened the pencil box before the pen and ballpoint pen could argue. I first drew a draft with a pencil, then erased the typo with an eraser, then picked up a ruler and drew a straight line with a ballpoint pen, and then finished the homework "Please write a fairy tale" assigned by Teacher Liu with a pen ... At this time, there was silence in the pencil box, and everyone looked at each other. After a long time, they all came to their senses: "Haha, we are all useful!" "
5] What did the fairy tale of pencil and eraser make me understand?
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful pencil. She could always draw beautiful pictures. Next to the eraser has been silently watching her, like her. Whenever she makes a mistake, the eraser always uses her body to help her correct it, so as to get a beautiful picture on the canvas. As the days passed, the eraser's body became thinner. But whenever he needs a pencil, he always rushes to help! But the pencil likes the pencil sharpener, because it can make it beautiful and help him finish beautiful pictures. Although the pencil sharpener will shorten her figure and shorten her life span, she just likes it. So she always behaves well in front of the pencil sharpener, and I hope the pencil sharpener loves herself as well. She didn't know that the rubber was beside her. Once the painter drew with a pencil and accidentally made a mistake in the last stroke. When the painter was angry, he threw away the pencil. At this time, it was the eraser that helped her solve the problem and erased the wrong strokes. At this time, there was only the last strength left in the eraser, but he still found the pencil and the person he loved with this little strength. Finally, he found it. He held the pencil in his arms and was very happy. He smiled and said to the pencil, "honey, I love you." At this moment, the pencil was at a loss. She tried to imagine what the eraser did for her. It turns out that the eraser has always loved herself. Only in front of the eraser can she make mistakes and be more real. She is so stupid. She was moved by the eraser's words and nodded deeply and said, "Actually, I like you, too, but I don't know it myself." Let's fall in love! "After hearing this, the eraser smiled happily and died, because he loved pencils and gave his precious life for them. He felt that he was worth it. In fact, life is the same. Only by cherishing what you have can you not regret and live happily. Don't wait for happiness to pass by before you realize that everything you once had is so precious!
[6] The story of asking for a pencil and an eraser.
You'll never know what it's like to live in a desk! In the drawer, I just lay there quietly, surrounded by pure black. I bet none of you have ever seen absolute black. Even if you say late at night, there are still stars shining. And I, in the dark drawer of my master's house, lived for half a year. That's where I met Miss Pencil.
I really don't know how I can get through those days without her. In our stationery industry, friends are often carried out by their owners without a few words. I remember a gentleman with a blue ballpoint pen who just greeted me and was taken away from the drawer because his life was not very clear. Later, I heard that I died of lack of water because I couldn't find my pen cap. It's very pitiful. It was hard to meet a person at that time, and how few friends there were! Therefore, I have always cherished my feelings with Miss Pencil.
If you want to tell our story, you have to let me start from the beginning. Mr. Rubber said.
At that time, when I first came to my host's house from the stationery store, I was very uncomfortable. This is such a terrible environment. There is nothing to rely on around me, and it is unexpectedly cold at night. On my first day in the drawer, I looked around and tried to escape from this world. Soon, I felt uneven marks between the lock of the drawer and the roof above, so I leaned up. In this way, I met miss pencil for the first time. Miss pencil leans against the drawer alone, angular. In the dark, I still can't tell her edges and corners, so I fell in love with her and leaned over and snuggled up to her. Try to greet her in the softest voice and introduce yourself.
My name is eraser, and I draw eraser. She bowed to show her understanding. Miss pencil can only pronounce some simple sounds and can't speak. It seems that what she wants to express can only be written down and can only be seen clearly where there is light. "I don't want to be here. Where I am, there is light. " In order to continue this topic, I continued to nag. I didn't have much culture at that time, so it was not easy for me to show my desire for stationery store life. I still remember what a stationery store was like. You don't understand. There are lights, crayons and heavy colors. I try to remember the past. She didn't agree.
Well, you may have known something before, but before I left, they bought many boxes of colored pens.
She was a little curious, but still unconvinced. "So, let's run back to the stationery store! Look at the colorful world. " I said foolishly. She gave a burst of laughter and turned back to the depths of the drawer. In this way, we got to know each other.
We communicate through my words and her actions. At noon on the first day, the sun hit the desk drawer, and some weak light shone through the gap. I saw Miss Pencil clearly-she was slender and tall. Smiling face, blinking at me. The whole drawer is lit. "Warm, orange", I said to her, "orange feels like sunshine". She seems to understand. I think you must be beautiful in the sun.
She posed, turned around happily and smiled at me in the dark afternoon.
That night, Miss Pencil was overcome by fatigue and darkness, lying on her back and falling asleep in infinite silence. I sat down behind her, silently thinking about the way the sun shone on her face at noon. That night was the most beautiful night in the world, and I loved her. Mr. Rubber smiled and said to us.
Although it was very cold on the first night, it warmed up after the sun rose. The next day, I felt the liquid in the drawer condensing, and the surroundings were as warm as spring. I think it must be a beautiful Wan Li outside. The eternal and blazing sun shines on the earth. I silently counted the time, and the unhappiness at the beginning of yesterday seemed to have vanished long ago. Until then, everything was fine. Miss pencil's gentleness and thoughtfulness make this dark world full of hope.
Later, we had a wonderful time together. In the dark, we use our bodies to warm each other. I often tell her some jokes. In those days, I can imagine moonlight as daytime, and play a touching tune for Miss Pencil and me. Sometimes, we even snuggle together in the afternoon and listen to Mozart coming from the master's room. One night, in the boundless darkness and silence, I secretly married Miss Pencil. In the drawer, the quietly flowing dust is like our best man.
Unexpectedly, one night about four months later, the owner suddenly opened the drawer and took Miss Pencil away.
The light left a mark on my face as soon as the drawer was opened. The world is suddenly immersed in a kind of light that has never been seen before. Miss Pencil's body unfolded under the orange light, and my brain couldn't find the right words to blurt out. How can I say goodbye to each other? No one in this world can express their feelings for each other through their eyes more than we can. I was eager to grab something from my master's strange hand, but Miss Pencil shrank behind the light. My eyes are a little stinging.
As night fell, I didn't spend the night in my arms with Miss Pencil for the first time, so I felt the night was longer. If in the past, darkness always wanted to kill Miss Pencil. So, the darkness now makes me grasp her existence again. I slowly recalled what Miss Pencil's expression looked like when the drawer was opened. Was she sad or happy when she saw the light?
Mr. Rubber was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and then told his story: So after two months, one day, I was taken out by my master. When the drawer was opened, I covered my eyes tightly with my hands and felt that I had to block my nose and mouth to cope with the too fresh oxygen. Everything around me has become a brand-new color, which dazzles me. I feel like my eyes are about to explode. I suddenly let out a vague cry.
After a huge dizziness and roar. I tried to open my eyes, and everything in front of me confused me-I saw Miss Pencil lying alone in the corner of the desk. Only one-third of the body is left, and a large piece of green skin falls off. In the middle is a dim heart, cut into a sharp piece.
At that time, my heart seemed to be stung by a meat cleaver. I tried my best to smile at Miss Pencil: "How warm the lights are! Miss pencil! Miss pencil! Look how pure orange it is! " Miss pencil looked at me feebly with dim eyes.
Outside the window, the night is low, and this black is different. The master picked up Miss Pencil, waved her mutilated body and wrote something on the white paper. Write while gesturing. I looked at Miss Pencil with a painful expression. I know, that's her heart written on paper, leaving black handwriting in the world. I tried to move my body and climbed forward a little to see what Miss Pencil wrote. Slowly, I climbed into my master's hand. I saw Miss Pencil's heart turned into powder and stuck to the paper. I watched helplessly as Miss Pencil's life disappeared inch by inch. I cried and hammered at the slightly blurred handwriting-what article can be more important than the needs of two hearts? Unfortunately, I forgot one thing. I forgot that Miss Pencil's heart is made of graphite. When I tried to touch her handwriting, it disappeared with my body. I lay quietly on my master's desk, feeling large pieces of skin torn. My hand began to turn into rubber crumbs, which mixed in Miss Pencil's heart.
The master's eyes suddenly became fierce. He opened the drawer and slammed Miss Pencil in. I guess he thinks Miss Pencil is too short to work. The lock on the drawer is heavy and dark. "Miss pencil! Miss pencil! " I shouted at the drawer, "Let's see how beautiful this colorful world is!" " My voice is hoarse and I can't make a sound. I want to keep shouting. "May my body and your heart merge together like this," I said silently in my heart, shedding the last silent tear. At this moment, I suddenly saw Miss Pencil's smiling face, always whispering, always so calm. At that moment, I realized that I would never go back to the dark world in the drawer. I am destined to see vibrant grass in spring, blue sky and white clouds in summer and golden leaves in autumn. Miss pencil's world, I have lost it forever. I can't imagine what she looks like now, and even the most touching memories have not been left.
"Now, only white paper mixed with green and gray rubber crumbs constantly reminds me of that life in the drawer." "Stationery is stationery, and it will be divided sooner or later."
Mr. Rubber said, sighing softly.
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(7) Make a fairy tale with a pencil and an eraser of about 350.
Pencils, erasers and notebooks
Author: Ma Time: 2012-12-12 Source: network resources.
On this day, the young master took out his pencil, eraser and notebook from his schoolbag and put them on the table. This is what they said on the table.
The pencil proudly said, "Notebook! Without me, how could you have so many beautiful words on you? Don't miss you, do nothing, just let * *. " This is, the eraser was very unhappy when she heard these words and said, "pencil, don't say notebook yet." You just go the wrong way all day. I get my white body dirty every day, and my master gives me a bath repeatedly. " And you-notebook, I try my best to help you wipe your body every day, and you? Not only did you not thank me well, but you also treated me as a bed in the arms of my schoolbag mother, which made me breathless. You are so ungrateful! "Pencils and erasers together blame notebooks, and notebooks have no chance to explain.
This is, I don't know why pencils and erasers are playing again. The two men were beaten black and blue. Suddenly, the pencil asked the notebook, "Who wrote beautiful words on you? It's me-pencil. " The eraser said to the notebook, "who helped you wash your body so smoothly?" It's me-the eraser. " Pencils and erasers each say the benefits of giving a notebook. The pencil and eraser said in unison, "Notebook! Which side do you support? " The notebook was in a dilemma and didn't answer. I just said that I had an eraser and pencil in my hand: "Are you all friends? If you have something to say, why do you want to do it? " Pencil and eraser flew into a rage, so they rushed forward and punched the notebook. The eraser erased all the beautiful words in the notebook; And the pencil also drew some winding lines in all the clean places of the notebook.
When the young master came back and saw that the notebook was so dirty, he threw it into the trash can. At first, pencils and erasers were ecstatic. But after a while, they became more and more bored. Because the notebook was gone and they were useless, they decided to save it again.
They came to the dustbin and rescued the notebook. The pencil erased the words on the eraser and wrote them back; The eraser erased the pencil line again. Notebook to pencil and eraser: "Thank you for saving me." "No,no." The pencil and eraser quickly said, "We hurt you."
Since then, pencils, erasers and notebooks have become inseparable three brothers!
Become a fairy tale about writing pencils, erasers and pencil sharpeners.
We should work together.
Once upon a time, there were three good friends: a pencil, an eraser and a pencil sharpener. Because of their good cooperation, their little master is often praised by the teacher. But one day, the three of them quarreled. "In the stationery family, my contribution is the greatest." The pencil said proudly. "Is it a big contribution?" The eraser said. "If you write the wrong word, what shall I do without me? It seems that I have made great contributions. " "Quiet, my credit is the biggest, your pencil is blunt, without me, can you write words? There is nothing to wipe it. " Pencil sharpener is not far behind. ..... From then on, the three of them ignored each other. As it happens, on this day, their owners took the exam. The owner, with a well-thought-out plan, encountered a problem. The pencil made a mistake, but the eraser fell asleep. The host had to put the typo aside and write it again. After a while, the pencil was too dull to write, but the pencil sharpener was playing with the game machine, so the owner had to write some words hard, but he couldn't write clearly. A few days later, the test paper was handed out, and the master got a low score and cried sadly. The original eraser with typos was unwilling to erase, the pen was blunt, the pencil sharpener was unwilling to cut, and the handwriting was unclear, which reduced a lot of points. Aunt pencil-box knows, and says to pencil, eraser and pencil sharpener lead, "Little friend, stop arguing. Master, because you got a low score, you should change it! " After listening to the pencil, eraser and pencil sharpener, I thought about it and decided that Qi Xin would work together to serve the host. Later, the master's performance was greatly improved and praised by the teacher. The sound of pencils, erasers and pencil sharpeners came from the pencil box, and my heart was full of joy.
Pet-name ruby the story of a quarrel between a ballpoint pen and an eraser is 250 words.
In the child's pencil box, there is a pencil called Congcong and an eraser called Lele. They quarrel every day.
One day, Cong Cong and Lele quarreled again. Cong Cong opened his eyes wide and said, "Look at you, you've all been screwed up by the young master!" Look at me again, how beautiful I am, with so many colorful stripes on my body, I am simply the queen of pencils! "Lele raised his voice very high and said loudly," You little shrimps are the queen of pencils! Dead heart! Look at me, how white I am. My master uses me every day! "
Congcong is angry. He said loudly, "My young master writes Chinese, maths and English with me every day ... How can he notice you, a little guy?" Lele was angry, and her voice sounded like a bronze drum: "Little master has so many pencils, will he notice you?" But the little master only has an eraser and will always think of me. "
Smart and angry: "I am the best!" " "
Lele said loudly, "I have the greatest use!" " "
Just as they were quarrelling, grandpa ballpoint pen came over and said earnestly, "Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. It is very important for you to learn from each other. "
⑽ The story of pencil and eraser should be written to the end, within 250 words.
The Story of Pencil and Eraser Zhao Xinrui, Class Two, Grade Four, Beijing No.1 Middle School, Dongcheng District, Beijing One day, the pencil and eraser lying in the pencil box were arguing about who had the greatest contribution. I only heard the pencil proudly say, "I owe a lot." Every time young master does his homework, he needs me. Without me, he can't finish his homework. " Not to be outdone, the eraser said, "My contribution is great! Every time the young master writes a typo, I will use my snow-white body to clean the wrong place and make it as white as new. " ..... In this way, they argued for a long time. The pencil suddenly said, "Then let's compare and see who has made the greatest contribution in the eyes of the young master." So, the two of them quietly hid.
After a while, the young master came back from the outside and was about to do his homework when he suddenly found the pencil missing. He looked everywhere, but he couldn't find it. He burst into tears and shouted, "Where's my pencil? Where is it? " Pencil heard the little master calling his name anxiously and ran out at once. The little master stopped crying when he saw it and said to the pencil, "Where have you been? I can't find you. " I'm dying. "The pencil was very complacent after listening to the little master's words. I thought: I made the greatest contribution to the little master. Young master began to do his homework, not long after. He found that he had written wrong words. He just wanted to get the eraser, but he found it was gone. He hurried to look for it, but he couldn't find it. He was so anxious that he began to cry again and shouted, "where is my eraser?" Where is it? "Eraser heard the little master calling its name anxiously and ran out in a hurry. When the young master saw it, he stopped his tears and showed a bright smile on his face. He said to the eraser, "Where have you been? I can't find you anywhere. I am worried to death. " Erasers are also very complacent. I think: I have made the greatest contribution to young master. But superfine product said to the pencil and eraser, "I can't write without a pencil, and I can't correct my mistakes without an eraser. After listening to the little master's words, the pencil said to the eraser in shame, "Although I can write on paper, I can't erase the wrong words." "You can find out the typo." The eraser also said shyly, "I can erase the typo, but I can't write it, but you can write it." We all have our own advantages and disadvantages.
Through this incident, pencils and erasers understand a truth: they should learn from each other's strengths. Young master has a pencil, but he has written wrong words. He can't do without an eraser. They are equally important to the young master and are indispensable. Since then, pencils and erasers have become inseparable friends.
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