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06/12/2017 21:29:36
Hơi dài , nhưng mk thấy nó rất hay mà lại ý nghĩa nx
In my sixth grade, I left home, less than 12 hours had been caught. Why? Partly because of the family, partly because I feel so overwhelmed.
The thought of a 12-year-old girl is that, when the family is still cloudy, neither is it because of the so-called "no time to care" parents left, I left because in my class also a friend left home to express his anger, so I also imitate.
At that time my mother was older, but she still study to get a doctor, cheeks 30, led children who just round 2 years old to study in Hue. Old age, plus small children, looking really cheeks really hard, has three or even jealousy, making the family always stormy. Well, I was 12 years old at that time, thinking of myself as an adult, already my second sister in my house, self-sufficient.
I do not have the liver to stop him every time he hit the cheeks, I also just watched, gradually accustomed to hit, bored to bored. My dad is a hot-tempered, perhaps too wicked wife who is jealous of no reason, then think back, say not hate the three are lie, very lame!
Back to my "dust", my mother and my sister in Hue, my father and three in the city where I live. Early in the morning, when I was sleeping, I secretly rummaged through a hundred thousand strangers, taking the key of the ginger to open the door. At the time I did not have any phone, nor know where to go. Wander to the morning, then I go to the net play.
Imagine, a 12-year-old boy, leaving home, in his pocket only 100 thousand, innocently thought to hide in the net will not know, until I was caught, I still refuse to return, until tripped for a new self. At home, I was beaten to death. At that time, the whole family was worried, because I had always been a good kid, excellent academic achievement, in general, my family was very docile. .
You think, 12 years old leave home and 100 thousand if the family does not find out, I will live a few days? At that time, I did not care, in my mind only thought to go, must I have to leave this family, but the future I do not think innocently.
Since returning home, I was constantly beaten, 1 week was beaten, then I was horrible body, the psychology of a teenager made me really hate my father, I hated him very much.
One month later, I left. This time I play the game, and get used to him, he promised to give me a place to eat. When I thought about it, I was innocent. (laughs)
According to the plan outlined in his head, when my father drunk sleep I did not know, early in the morning I go again, this time I'm wiser, I take more money, also take my cell phone, if later If there is a shortage then there is something that sells. This time is no different from the first one, I go around to meet him and then both go into the net. It seems my family is struggling to find me, do not think I go back to the old shop, but in general I was arrested, this time until the night I was arrested again.
As I was crushed, this time I was beaten even heavier than before, but not a small tear. My daddy has just curled up, just wondering why not crying, I just laughed that constantly provoked him. My mother cried out tears, teachers and grandparents, the family looked at me with helpless eyes, and I laughed myself. After that I went back to my hometown with my grandparents, I thought, if I kept going with my dad, continue to witness his life, continue to look at his mother, I can not really do it.
I was accepted to go home, far from my parents, I gradually stabilize, regain strength, regain everything, but the only thing I lost, that is my feelings for you. In other words, in my heart I always hated him, hate what he did, hate all. I always listen to his phone with the most annoying attitude, the call ends no more than 30 seconds, the talk does not have no shouting, whip. I persist, I hate you, hateful.
When I was in high school, I was only going to enter the regular school of the district, but was encouraged by my old friends to go to the provincial school. I think a lot, if I enter a professional school then I will have to stay with him. I did not intend to take any more exams, but once I heard him say to his students, "Learn as much as you can." Just one sentence I was determined to pass, must park at all costs. I entered the school, self-filing, self-study for the exam, the day received the results bean, I extremely gloating.
I have been with him for 3 years in the 3rd grade. From the moment I left the dust to it, the personality changed completely, I was extremely jealous, more angry, more arrogant, and above all I do not like my father, When the house has two people, the air is very stuffy. I cooked rice but did not eat the same tray. He asked me just a humming, a sentence and then only.
Then my mother finished school, graduated and then district hospital instead of working in the City, at which my brother moved to live with me and him. Because my mother has come home, my family life is more peaceful. But say chun

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07/12/2017 06:17:45

Many years ago, the Daily Telegraph(a prominent, respected newspaper in the UK) ran a writing competition. Their challenge was to write a story in exactly 50 words: not one more and not one less. It's not easy to do, but it's an interesting exercise for any budding writer to try, concentrating the mind as it does on succinctness and clarity of writing. With just 50 words, there is no room at all for meandering or any unnecessary padding! Since then, the readers of many other publications have been invited to try their hand at similar writing formats, including the British Mensa magazine in which one of my efforts - 'What's an Alien?' - was published in 2010.

On this page I've showcased a few of my 50-word essays. Count the words if you like (some leeway was allowed for hyphenated words!). Some are intended to be serious comments on human nature, others are humorous, and one is just an attempt to get as many Beatles song titles as possible into a story.

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