Speaking out is not afraid of your jokes, in other words.

I'm not afraid of your jokes. I just learned to strike matches now. It's a shame to say so, but there are still many people like me!

You see, menstruation is nagging his neighbor again: "Alas, children nowadays can't even do many simple things." Unlike when we were children, we would make a fire, cook and wash clothes for our parents at the age of seven or eight. "Hearing this, I defy spirit. I am a famous "monitor" in my class! So, I said, "Who said you can test me if you have the ability? Hum! "

Aunt smiled and said to her neighbor, "OK, just take the exam, but you said it yourself. Don't regret it if you can't do it! " Aunt thought for a moment, "then I'll test you the simplest one first-we knew how to strike matches when we were three or four years old!" " "Oh, that's very kind of them. I won't choose them. This is really sad. I haven't used matches, only lighters, and I really can't strike matches! But in order not to damage my "reputation", I crustily skin of head and said, "strike a match, who wouldn't do such a small thing!" "

I picked up the matchbox carefully, slowly pulled out a match, and prayed in my heart: small match, small match, you must obey, don't burn my hand! I took the match in my trembling hand, lightly scratched the side of the matchbox twice, and then closed my eyes at once. Don't you see? What's going on here? Is it because I rowed too lightly? But what if I push too hard and the flames suddenly jump up and burn my hand? Besides, the school has repeatedly stressed in safety education that primary school students can't play with fire and use electricity ... in short, I dare not row any more.

My aunt and neighbors all burst out laughing when they saw this scene. I turned red with shame. The truth immediately found a loophole. After a while, my aunt comforted me and said, "Don't be sad, no, I told you to go to school now!" " "Aunt said, and gave me a demonstration. She is very skilled in her movements. One stroke is enough. Aunt also told me the trick of matches: first, they should be heavy, and second, they should be fast. I plucked up my courage, and the scholar looked like a stroke. "Burst!" The match struck! The flame was beating merrily. At that moment, I was ashamed and happy.

Seeing this, you may say, "You are such a coward!" "But don't be unconvinced. There must be something as simple as striking a match that you haven't done. What did you say?/Sorry? Everyone has a first time!

But then again, we are not the only ones to blame for this "shameful thing", don't you think?