The story of me and my pencil box

The story in the pencil case

It was late at night, and the bright moonlight spread all over the earth, and the little master in the bedroom entered a sweet dream. At this moment, a voice came from the schoolbag, oh! It turned out that the stationery in the pencil case was talking. (including pencil case)

The pen spoke first: "I can write beautiful words." I never need the help of a pencil sharpener. Unlike pencils, you are bald when you write a little. " "Hum, you can't write anything without drinking water." The pencil said unconvinced. "Don't bother, the young master will feed me every day." The pen said. "What's the big deal?" The tape proudly said, "You wrote it wrong. Who will help you? " The pen and pencil said in unison, "We won't make mistakes." "Then who asked me for help when I was rowing paper?" "Is that all you have?" The eraser said slowly, "as soon as you stick it, it will break." Although it can be made up, it won't be bad for me to waste the master's time. " The pencil box proudly said, "I am big and fat, wide and long, and the most useful." What can I do without me? Where do you live? " "We can live in a schoolbag." Everybody say it together.

At this time, Sister Bao spoke: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, you all have contributions, but you should live in peace and serve the young master together." After hearing this sentence, everyone was lost in thought ...

Second, composition: fairy tales and pencil boxes in the book (400 words)

Chen Chen's pencil sketch won the grand prize in the city. In the evening, he put the gold medal in his beloved pencil box and fell asleep soon.

Mr. Pencil, Mr. Eraser and Mr. Pencil Sharpener in the pencil box all cheered up when they saw that the young master was asleep. Because they look at the glittering medals and want to wear them for a long time. But who will wear it first? Thus began an argument.

Brother Rubber cleared his throat first and said proudly, "Who will wear it first?" Of course it's me! "

"Who said it was you! Who said anything about you? Little guy! " Brother Pencil Sharpener said angrily.

"Why not me!" Brother Rubber argued, "I don't know if Brother Pencil Sharpener forgot. Master made a mistake when he was drawing. It's not that I got out in time and erased the' failure' of letting the young master repaint. You see, I have shrunk so much for this body! My original white skin was also blackened. " Speaking of this, brother rubber glanced at everyone and said, "I think I'd better wear it first!" "

"Hum! So what! Think about it, who does the owner use first before each painting? Why don't I sharpen the pen first? Tell me, young master, can I write without me? " Brother Pencil Sharpener said proudly. As he spoke, he leaned over the medal.

Brother Rubber didn't expect to be robbed by Brother Pencil Sharpener so soon. He was so angry that he almost ran into a pencil sharpener, brother.

Mr. Pencil, who has always been taciturn, saw that the two brothers were flushed for a successor, and worried that this would hurt the harmony between the brothers. He quickly signaled them to stop quarreling.

When they calmed down, Mr. Pencil said earnestly, "In fact, they both contributed to the young master's award. If there is no pencil sharpener, I have no mind to draw. " Without an eraser, I can't correct my mistakes and draw good works. Then, I quit first! "

Hearing this, Brother Pencil Sharpener suddenly froze. He and Brother Rubber chattered, "In order to draw such a beautiful picture, the pencil's 20-cm barrel is less than 5 cm, but he is not greedy at all, so we …" They both bowed their heads in shame.

Mr. Pencil saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart. He smiled and said, "In fact, no matter what you do, it is far from enough to rely on one person's strength. It's up to everyone's Qi Xin to work together. I don't think you should argue about who will wear the medal first. Isn't there a wide ribbon on the medal? Just let us three brothers put them on at the same time, don't you think?

After listening to Mr. Pencil, Brother Rubber and Brother Pencil Sharpener jumped for joy. So the three brothers leaned together and tied ribbons around their necks, and at the same time they had the glory of a gold medal.

From then on, they lived in harmony and never quarreled again.

One day, Grandpa Pen finished his homework and lay in the pencil box, and soon fell asleep. Suddenly, he was awakened by the sound of table tennis and a fierce quarrel. It turned out that the pencil, eraser and pencil sharpener were in a scuffle. Grandpa Pen quickly separated them and asked, "Why did you fight?" Pencil, eraser and pencil sharpener said in unison, "Who is better?" The pencil said, "I wrote all the words, and I am the most capable one." The eraser said unconvinced, "If I hadn't corrected your mistakes in time, could you have written such a good word?" The pencil sharpener was anxious: "When the pencil broke, didn't I bite it out bit by bit with my teeth?" I'll grit my teeth so that you can write. "Three people argue with each other. At this time, Grandpa Pen said, "Then I'll think of a way to win or lose for you!" " He patted his forehead and rolled his eyes, and came up with a clever and fair way. He said excitedly, "each of you should write a composition with neat handwriting and neat volume, and the time limit is 5 minutes." Ready.-Go! "When Grandpa Pan gave the order, they began to write books.

The pencil thought: such a thing is a piece of cake for me. But because of excitement, the second word was written wrong, and I was so anxious that I kept spinning in the same place; Eraser can only erase, not write, not only wrinkle the paper, but also wipe out one hole after another; As for the pencil sharpener, he can only sprinkle words at the end of the pencil. Soon, when he ran out of words, they had to carve the paper with their teeth, making it tattered.

Three people looked at their "masterpieces" and were silly. At this moment, Grandpa Pen said, "Let's write a song together now." The pencil began to write. If you make a mistake, the eraser wipes it off in a hurry; The pencil head is broken, so the pencil sharpener comes to sharpen it quickly. With everyone's Qi Xin's concerted efforts, a neat composition was soon finished. Grandpa Pen smiled and said to them earnestly, "Unity is strength." The three of them realized their mistakes and bowed their heads in shame.

Fairy tales in pencil box

One morning, as soon as Grandpa Sun got out of bed, he heard the sound of "chirp" coming from the pencil case. It turns out that pens, pencils, rulers and erasers are the most beautiful. Who has made great contributions? The pen said, "I am the most beautiful, because I have many beautiful patterns on me." In addition, I can write all kinds of colorful words for my young master in different colors. " Hearing this, the pencil said urgently, "That's not certain. I also have different patterns on my body, and I can correct my typo without causing trouble to my master. " "That's right," said the eraser. The master's handwriting will be criticized by the teacher, and my contribution is the greatest. In addition, I can be made into various lovely shapes, which won the master's love ... The ruler said after listening, "Don't argue, I can also help the master draw beautiful lines." ... while everyone was arguing, the pencil case said, "Friends, don't worry. Learn from each other's strengths, serve the young master, let the young master learn well, and like us more. "Pens, pencils, rulers and erasers all smiled happily after listening to the words of the pencil case. They held hands of friendship tightly.

The story of the "boss" pencil and pencil box is 400 words.

Proud pencils look down on pencil boxes and often ridicule them.

Once, the little boy bounced on his way back to school with a heavy schoolbag on his back, and the pencil finally said, Hum, I'm tired of staying in your stomach all day. Say that finish, turned over their eyes.

At school, the little boy walked into the classroom, opened the pencil box, took out his pencil and began to draw. The pencil spoke again: Did you see anything useless? The master is using me now ... If the master wants to write, he needs me. Master needs me because he wants to draw. It's not convenient for the host to say anything. I should write it down ... who is of great use? What are you? The pencil box said modestly: Yes, I am just an ordinary pencil box ... The little boy finished painting before I finished. Put the pencil back in the pencil box. The pencil case added: Our pencil case is made to hold pencils, not to be more useful than others.

The pencil said proudly, I don't want to put it in your stomach! Very boring! With that, he jumped out of the pencil box. Unfortunately, as soon as he jumped out, he fell heavily on the ground and was trampled by a child, screaming in pain, but no one came to save him. Who told him to leave the pencil box? It's too late to regret. It can only lie on the ground. The monitor saw it and threw the pencil into the trash can.

Since then, pencils have become waste in the trash can. ...

Wu's story about me and the pencil case is 39 words.

I have a beautiful stationery source box, which is filled with all kinds of stationery I use for study, such as pens, pencils, rulers, erasers and so on.

Before, I didn't cherish them very much. I often break pencil lead, lose my pen cap and cut the rubber into pieces with a knife.

One afternoon, after finishing my homework, I threw away my pencil case and was about to go out to play. Suddenly, I heard a voice coming from the pencil box. I'm all ears. It turns out that the stationery in my pencil box is talking. The first sentence I said was a pen: "Young Master wrote with me every day, but I lost my hat." The pencil also said, "Young Master broke my core, too." Eraser's words sound like a sob: "Young Master cut me into several pieces, which hurts."

After hearing these words, I feel very ashamed. I quickly opened the pencil boxes and put them in order. They all looked at me, as if to say, "Little Master, don't spoil our business again, ok?" Although living conditions are good now, we can't lose the tradition of hard work and plain living! "

From then on, I began to cherish my stationery.

The story in "Lu" pencil box

[Story in the pencil box] The text of the story in the pencil box:

The Story in the Pencil Box Zhang Hanrui, Class Two, Grade Three, Fuling Experimental Primary School, has a pencil, a pen and an eraser. He lives in the young master's pencil box. Arrogant pens always think they are great. Today he mocks this, tomorrow he mocks the story in the pencil box. On Thursday afternoon, the second class was art class, and the pen began to shout again: "Chai Lubang, do you think changing clothes today can improve your social status?" Get out of my way! " Brother Rubber couldn't listen any longer, so he rushed to the pen and said, "Brother Pen, how can you swear casually?" ..... "Before the eraser finished, the pen snorted and said," Teddy boy, why do you want to teach me a lesson? Look at your face, it's darker than the bottom of the pot. Look at yourself in the mirror first! " After that, he squeezed hard and shouted at the little master: "Little master, here I am! Little master, I am here! ..... "But the little master took out his pencil and eraser and devoted himself to painting. Seeing this, the pen faded like a deflated ball. The story in the pencil box was written in the third grade of primary school. After class, pencils and erasers returned to "home" and were unhappy to see their pens drooping. Pencil sister hurried forward and said with a smile, "Brother Pen, we are all good helpers of the master, and we should live in harmony. "The pen lowered its head and blushed to the base of its neck, wishing there was a crack on it.

How to write stories and compositions in the "Qi" pencil box?

The story in the pencil box

One day, Grandpa Pen finished his work, rested in his pencil box and fell asleep soon. Suddenly, he was awakened by the sound of table tennis and a fierce quarrel. It turned out that pencils, erasers and pencil sharpeners were scuffled together.

Grandpa Pen quickly separated them and asked, "Why did you fight?" Pencil, eraser and pencil sharpener said in unison, "Who are we better than?" The pencil said, "I wrote all the words, and I am the most capable one." The eraser said unconvinced, "If I hadn't corrected your mistakes in time, could you have written such a good word?" The pencil sharpener was anxious: "When the pencil broke, didn't I bite it out bit by bit with my teeth?" I'll grit my teeth so that you can write. "The three of them fought with each other again. At this time, Grandpa Pen said, "Then I'll find a way to let you win or lose!" "He patted his forehead and rolled his eyes, and came up with a clever and fair way. He said excitedly," Each of you writes an article with neat handwriting and neat volume, and the time limit is 5 minutes. Ready to go! " When Grandpa Pen gave the order, they began to "write books".

The pencil thought: such a thing is a piece of cake for me. But because of excitement, the second word was written wrong, and I was so anxious that I kept spinning in the same place; Eraser can only erase, not write, not only wrinkle the paper, but also wipe out one hole after another; As for the pencil sharpener, he can only sprinkle words at the end of the pencil. Soon, when he ran out of words, they had to carve paper with their teeth, which made the paper tattered.

Three people looked at their "masterpieces" and were silly. At this time, Grandpa Pen said, "Now you write an article together and have a try." Pencil began to write; If you make a mistake, the eraser wipes it off in a hurry; The pencil head is broken, so the pencil sharpener should be sharpened quickly. With everyone's Qi Xin's concerted efforts, a neat composition was soon finished. Grandpa Pen smiled and said to them earnestly, "Unity is strength." The three of them realized their mistakes and bowed their heads in shame.

Story Writing in the "Ba" Pencil Box

[Story composition in pencil box]

Liangliang has a pencil box, which contains a beautiful pencil, a lovely pencil sharpener and a lively eraser. They have been living a happy life in their small family, writing stories in pencil boxes. But recently, they either shake their heads or sigh all day, and their faces are extremely poor. What's going on here? It turned out that Liangliang didn't know when he got into the bad habit of not caring for stationery. I bite and bite with a pencil whenever I have time. I can't recognize the beautiful clothes. My skin is peeling off! He was black and blue all over. The fate of the pencil sharpener is not much better. The young master painted his body in a mess, one leg was cut off and he became a "one-legged man". The worst thing is the rubber, which is not strong. It was dug by the owner and the name was engraved with a knife in the middle. That's really terrible. One day, the pencil couldn't help it, so he said to two friends, "Young Master is really abusing us. Let's run away from home collectively! " "The words sound just fell and I was immediately echoed by a voice. The story composition in the pencil box was written in the sixth grade of primary school. The pencil sharpener suggested, "Let's write a letter to Liangliang together! Help him get rid of this bad habit, and when he is well, we will go home. " Hearing this, the pencil immediately wrote a letter to Liangliang. Just finished writing, Liang Liang came in, and they immediately hid. Pencil sharpener was forced to stay because of inconvenient legs and feet. When I looked at it, I found that there was only a pencil sharpener left in the pencil case and a letter on the desk. Liangliang picked up the letter and read it doubtfully. When she saw the sincere persuasion between the lines, she remembered what she had done and bowed her head in shame. "If you make a mistake, you should correct it immediately," Liang Liang thought. She wiped off the scratches on the pencil sharpener, screwed on the handle again, looked at the new appearance of the pencil sharpener and smiled with relief. The pencil and eraser were changed when they were lit. I jumped up happily and returned to my home. The story composition in the pencil box is 550 words.

"Nine" is the true story of me and the pencil case, and the title is self-made. A ready-made composition of 700 words is required.

I have a very beautiful pencil box. I was eight years old? My mother gave it to me when I was a child. It has been with me for two years. My beloved pencil case is made of lavender canvas and covered with a layer of light. ...

? This pencil box is made of iron. The lid of the box is red. There are four beautiful MM painted on the lid of the box. The one on the left wears a small sun hairpin and sleeps with a baby bear. The one in the middle keeps turning a blind eye, holding a lively and lovely duckling in his hand. On the right, two beautiful MM are sitting leisurely on the golden moon, with flowers in their hands and twinkling stars around the moon! ?

Open the pencil box and divide it into "two shops", which is still very nice! The most beautiful one is the "upper berth", which is dark blue with some patterns painted on it. Look! Draw two racing cars. Those two cars are really "awesome, cool and incomparable." Such a beautiful "bed", stationery owners must sleep very comfortably! Isn't it? Brother Rubber lay there asleep, dreaming sweet dreams. Brothers such as pencils, pens and ballpoint pens are chatting leisurely! The sound is so low that we can't hear it. Maybe we are afraid to wake up our rubber brother who is dreaming. ?

I like this pencil box not only because it is beautiful, but also because it is practical. ?

I am careless in my work. I like to put things everywhere. It takes a lot of time to find it when it is used. I don't blame my dad for always saying I'm always looking for something. Good times are lost in the search. I got rid of this bad habit since I got this pencil case. After using the stationery, put it in the pencil box. When you use it, you can find school supplies by opening the pencil case. Look, how convenient it is. ?

Pencil box, you are a good helper for my study. I will love you forever. ?

My pencil-box was given to me by my mother's friend. Although it is made of iron, it is easy to fall and deform, but I still like this one best. Its overall shape is a car, which seems to run very fast. This car has two floors. On the first floor, there are pencils and erasers ...

My beloved school supplies? I have a beloved pencil box, which was given to me by my mother on my eighth birthday. ? My pencil-box has a lovely surface, including Mickey Mouse, Minnie and Goofy. ...

My pencil case was bought by my mother a year ago. Although "old", I still cherish it. ? My pencil-box is made of iron. When you hold it in your hand, the first thing you see is the picture above. There is one lying on the ground on the left. ...