Write a story about what happened to you on Sunday.

Writing ideas: clear, natural, clear and not chaotic, pour out your thoughts and feelings, or discuss the true meaning of life, or talk about ideological issues and academic spirit, so that readers can be inspired and educated. Such articles are philosophical and give readers richer feelings.

Text content:

Today, I was doing my homework when I suddenly heard someone get out of the elevator and walk to my door.

"Knock, knock, knock", I was just about to find out when I heard a knock at the door. I walked carefully to the door, trying to keep my steps light. But one day, something unexpected happened. I didn't pay attention to my feet when I walked forward, and I tripped over the football.

People outside the door seemed to hear it and said, "Is anyone home? I am sending a courier. " Hearing this, I immediately felt relieved. It turned out to be just a courier.

After receiving the courier, I went back to my room to do my homework. It didn't last long. It was only a few minutes. There was a sound of "knocking" outside the door again. Who will it be this time? I thought and walked to the door. "Who is it?" I shouted at the door. "Open the door!" The other party didn't answer my question, but asked me to open the door.

It really puzzled me two monks. I went over and asked, "Who are you?" "I, I am XXX"? I don't know this guy? Why did he come to me? I asked again, "What floor are you looking for?" The drunk man replied, "1 1 building" Oh, my God. "This is 12 floor. Is this the 12 floor? " "Yes, find it yourself." Oh, it seems true, so I'll go. Goodbye. "Oh, I am relieved and continue to go back to my room to do my homework.

"Knock, knock, knock," the familiar voice rang in my ear again. "Is it over?" I said and walked straight to the door. Open the door and see, no one! I immediately slammed the door in fear. "Xu Xiang, open the door!" Isn't that my dad's voice I opened the door and found it.

Until now, I can't help laughing every time I think about it.