Please write down your thoughts after reading "Roller Skates of the Wind". It is suitable for senior elementary school students. Thanks

On the top of the mountain, there is a small teahouse called "Maoping Tea House".

Today, let’s talk about the story of its owner Maoping. Maoping was still a young man, recently married, and he and his wife went into the mountains to open this small teahouse. If you ask what he was doing before this? He was rolling noodles and cooking chowder in a restaurant in a small town at the foot of the mountain.

This is what happened one day six months after Mohei got married, owned a small shop on the mountain, named it "Mohei Tea House", and started to get busy─

< p>It was late autumn.

The leaves on the mountain were almost falling off. On a morning when the cold wind was blowing, Maoping suddenly had an idea:

"Let's try to make a piece of bacon today. ."

"Bacon?"

The young wife was surprised.

“Can I still make that kind of thing at home?”

She thought bacon could only be bought in a butcher shop. Seeing his wife's eyes widening and looking stunned, Maoping said proudly:

"It's not difficult. It's just bacon. Just smoke the pork pieces with fallen leaf smoke. As for the I also asked about the smoking method at the butcher shop in town. I still have some marinated meat a few days ago, so I will try it today."

Maoping became more excited. , didn't even bother to listen to his wife's answer, and rushed outside. He set up a stove in an open space behind the teahouse. It is a simple square stove made of bricks and cement prefabricated panels.

"That's enough."

He nodded and began to collect fallen leaves.

There are too many fallen leaves on the mountain. Even one hundred pieces of bacon and two hundred pieces of bacon are more than enough. Maoping whistled while plucking fallen leaves and dead branches as high as a hill from the surrounding woods.

At this time, the wife began to prepare meat in the kitchen of the teahouse. To be honest, she didn't agree with smoking bacon, but Maoping didn't listen to dissuasion at all and had no choice. It is already late autumn, and the number of mountaineering tourists is becoming increasingly rare. I was about to pick up my favorite knitting work that I had put aside for a few days, but this kind of work happened to come up, so I had to start it again.

The wife murmured, washed and marinated the meat, and cooked it.

"Are you ready?"

Maoping's shout rang outside. The wife hurriedly threaded the meat with the kite string and agreed:

"Okay, okay."

Maoping wanted to tie the piece with the string like a small package. The meat is hung on the stove that was just built. He turned a large empty can over and punched holes in the bottom. Thread the thread that tied the meat through the hole in the middle, hang the meat in the can, and fasten it to the stove. Maoping said that all he had to do next was light a fire in the furnace and smoke it with fallen leaves.

"Simple and simple."

Maoping was in high spirits, but his wife looked suspicious.

"If you don't taste the smoked stuff yourself, you won't know whether it will work."

Hearing what his wife said, Maoping lit the fire in the furnace and said: "You will always fail at the beginning. After you try a few times, you will get the hang of it."

This is a dream hidden in Maohei's heart. If you can make delicious bacon by yourself, "Maoping Tea House" will have a signature dish.

"The teahouse's signature dishes are not just noodles and meatballs."

Maoping sat in front of the stove, watching the heat.

He was careful not to let the fire start, and patiently smoked the meat. The sunny open space was warm, and Maoping's mood improved. If I had time, I would also like to learn how to make Western food. Just as he was thinking, a gust of wind blew up, and the leaves in the nearby forest fell like golden rain.

At this moment, a voice came from the forest:

"Maoping, what are you doing?"

Maoping eats Startled, he looked in the direction of the forest. He took a closer look and saw, oh my God, a weasel was standing there among the dry trees, looking over here.

The weasel's eyes sparkled, as if it smelled the scent of food, and looked salivating.

Maoping smiled slightly and replied:

"I'm making bacon."

The weasel tilted his head and asked seriously:

"What is that?"

Asked it, Maoping became interested:

"It's bacon. Pickled with salt and pepper The meat is slowly smoked with the smoke of fallen leaves. It’s delicious..."

Maoping laughed.

The weasel sighed and asked:

"When the time comes, can you give me a bite?"

Okay, okay, Maoping nodded. :

"If you want to eat, I will give you a piece and wait patiently."

But at this moment, in the dwarf bamboo forest in the opposite direction, bamboo leaves rustled The ground rang. Then, another voice came over:

"Let me have a piece too!"

At first glance, there was a weasel among the leaves of the dwarf bamboo. This one is so fat.

This is great, Maoping thought as he said:

"Okay, what can I do. But it's just a piece."

Suddenly During this time, Maoping became a little restless. Because the two weasels, one on the left and one on the right, stared at him while he was working. They remained motionless, watching Maohei leaning over the empty cans to inspect the smoke, and watching him add new fallen leaves to the stove. The quiet gasping sound made people shudder. The two lines of sight were like pinpricks.

(What happened? I have a bad feeling.)

Maoping thought. He felt as if there was an invisible rope that tied him to Wuhuada, making him unable to move. So, he ordered to the two weasels:

"Hey, you guys go for a walk first! You have been waiting here, and I can't even make bacon. Go over there and go for a walk. Come back at noon."

Maoping was surprised again. Unexpectedly, the two weasels nodded honestly and disappeared. The fat one walked towards Cress Valley, the skinny one towards Acorn Hill.

Maopei breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about Western food again.

About three hours have passed since then.

When the sun rose over the top of the mountain, Maohei once again leaned over the empty can and looked at the condition of the meat. Then, he shouted to his wife in the teahouse:

"Hey-it's smoked-"

This voice echoed throughout the valley. Maoping was really excited. How about his first "work"? He couldn't wait to take a bite right away.

"Chopping board, kitchen knife! Chopping board, kitchen knife!"

While shouting like this, Maoping hurried towards the teahouse.

Just at this moment——

There was a loud "click" from the stove behind, and a brown animal quickly fled towards the forest. Neither Maohei nor his wife could tell whether the animal had bacon in its mouth or not. but. The empty cans on the stove were turned upside down, and the cooked bacon disappeared!

"Oops! He was snatched away!"

Maoping jumped up suddenly. He was so angry that he almost went crazy and rushed into the forest.

It is indeed a weasel.

It’s the thin one.

The weasel was swaying its shiny golden brown tail and running away. When Maoping saw the large piece of bacon in his mouth, his heart was filled with anger and hatred!

"Shameless thing!"

Maoping shouted, shook his fist, and chased after him. But the weasel is an extremely fast animal, like a brown ball, rolling and escaping. It went through the woods, across narrow bridges, and even through the bushes it didn't slow down at all. Maoping thought that if it ran with meat in its mouth, it would get tired soon, but what happened? Not only was it not tired, its pace actually became faster. Moreover, it actually rushed down the asphalt road!

(Eh...)

Maoping stopped involuntarily. He blinked and looked intently.

(Something is not quite right.

)

Oh my god, how come weasels run upright on their hind legs like humans? And both hands (to be precise, they should be called front feet) hugged the bacon tightly. It ran faster and faster, and in the end, only a small brown dot could be seen. Then it turned up a gentle hillside and was out of sight. Maoping was completely shocked.

(How could such a strange thing happen...)

Maoping grabbed the white guardrail and gasped. Let's go home and get a bicycle. Just as he was thinking about it, a voice came from behind Maoping:

"Hey, do you want a pair of roller skates?"

He turned around suddenly At first glance, I saw that the fat weasel had set up a shop on the inside of the guardrail.

"They are the roller skates of the wind, they are magical roller skates that fly like flying!"

The weasel placed several pairs of roller skates on the grass, with a proud look on his face: " Money? Just give it later. Just put it on and go after it!"

"That's right."

Maoping nodded. Roller skating is his specialty. If you put on roller skates and chase down this gentle asphalt downhill slope, not to mention one weasel, just two weasels, it's not easy to catch them!

Maoping grabbed the roller skates handed over by Fat Weasel and hurriedly put them on his feet. Suddenly, a surge of courage surged up from the bottom of my heart. The fat weasel screamed behind him:

"Please work harder! That kid betrayed you and betrayed me."

Maoping set off without saying a word. . He put his hands behind his back and slid forward.

The roller skates are great. You can slide and slide without feeling strenuous at all. Not to mention bicycles, they are faster than cars! In fact, Maoping no longer knows how many cars there are. Just like that, he kept sliding and sliding. When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he finally saw a small brown animal escaping quickly in front of him.

(There! There!)

Mohei smiled and sped up.

But the weasel did not lose to him and ran away very fast, as if he was gliding. I ran and ran, my speed did not slow down at all, and I didn’t look tired at all. Strangely, Maoping felt something was wrong.

(Could it be said, could it be said that...this boy is also wearing a pair of roller skates...)

Like. The more I look at it, the more it looks like this. If not, how could it have this speed? How could he not even take a breath and keep running forward...

(That fat weasel...)

Maoping was speechless.

──That boy betrayed you and betrayed me──

When he thought of this sentence, Maoping finally understood.

In other words, at the beginning, the fat weasel and the thin weasel colluded to steal Maoping's bacon. In order to escape smoothly, the fat weasel also lent his roller skates to the thin weasel. Then, they made an appointment to meet at a meeting place and decided to divide the bacon equally there. But the thin weasel took the roller skates, but instead of going to the agreed meeting place, he ran away alone on another road! So, Fat Weasel got angry and lent the roller skates to Maoping.

(What a surprise!)

Absurd and angry, Maoping shook his head. He wants to go home.

But what happened? The roller skates couldn’t stop. No matter how much he tried to stop, Maohei's feet kept rushing forward. Maoping's whole body made a "swish" sound like the wind.

"Stop - help─"

Maohei shouted. But no one came to save him. What's more? It seemed that no one noticed Maohei. People can't seem to see Maohei's figure. In other words, his speed is so fast that it looks like just a thread.

　

The autumn wind blows from the mountain to the foot of the mountain - whoosh - whoosh

Blow down the acorns, hurry up< /p>

Blow the fallen leaves away, hurry up

A man actually hummed such a song. Maoping was stunned.

(I have turned into the wind...)

Ah, I have indeed turned into the wind. Maoping's body blew from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, as if it had turned into a gust of wind.

If it weren't for the wind, how could there be such an amazing speed? How could he keep running like this...

It's terrible, Maohei thought. Maoping's legs began to tremble. My throat was dry and my heart was almost beating out of my chest.

(Help, help...)

Maoping was almost out of breath, but he was still gliding. The mountain was left behind and rushed towards a village; passing through it, it rushed towards another unnamed village. All the bacon and weasel matters were forgotten, and he just slid forward.

When the red sun was setting in the west, Maoping suddenly smelled a nostalgic smell. It is the smell of warm sea breeze.

Autumn wind Autumn wind Stop

It’s the beach. Stop

Hit his head against the guardrail and Maohei fell down. The dusk sky became dazzling.

When he woke up, he found that the weasel was lying side by side next to him. The radiance of the setting sun on the sea shines on its body, and its back is a surprisingly beautiful golden color. The weasel shook its golden fur and panted heavily. It was holding the bacon tightly in both hands, and indeed it was wearing roller skates on its feet.

"I've given you a lot of trouble."

The weasel said.

“No.”

Maopei muttered as if he was groaning.

At this moment, the sunset fell into the sea. What a beautiful sunset.

"But you must have the strength to run to the end!"

When Maoping said this, the weasel's belly trembled slightly and he said:

< p>"The same goes for you! Maoping, you mustered up all your strength and ran to the end!"

The two stood up, took off their roller skates, and walked towards the seaside.

Sitting on the edge of the embankment, Maoping and Weasel decided to eat bacon while watching the sea. Maoping took out a knife from his pocket and cut the bacon. The aroma of smoked food hit your nostrils, and the cut area showed a fresh red and white color.

"Look, even though it's the first time I've made it, it's really not bad!"

Maoping and Weasel ate a lot of bacon. The weasel said emotionally:

"It's so beautiful, eating bacon with the sea breeze..."

"It's really great. But don't do it a second time. "

"Yes, I will never do it again. It really hurts you. "

Maoping and Weasel hung their roller skates on their waists and returned to the mountains. Of course, we took trams and buses on our way home. And it wasn't until midnight that we returned to the mountains.