Primary School Student's Full Score Composition - (Essential Edition)

Author: Chen Jiangong, Tan Tan, Bi Shumin, Gao Hongbo, Chen Shixu, etc. / Country: Mainland China
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Publishing Date: 2006-07-01
Features: In one winter holiday, Wang Dong, a debt collector, ate breakfast with his parents. His father said to his mother, "It's almost New Year's Day. Today, I'll go to Li Daizhu's house with my son to collect the 500 yuan." His mother replied, "It's time to collect the money. We've lent it to him for years, and he hasn't even sent a message. But if he can't pay, don't argue with him—he might be in trouble." His father angrily said, "I'm not upset about the money; I just want to see what kind of friend Li Daizhu really is!"
After breakfast, his father specially put on an old set of clothes for me, took the IOU from Li Daizhu, and rode his motorcycle with me. On the way, I leaned on my father's back, feeling a surge of nervousness. Li Daizhu was a friend my father met while doing business, and I was afraid they would fall out over the debt.
When we arrived at Li Daizhu's house, we pushed open the half-opened door, and Li Uncle was home. He was half lying in bed. When he saw us, he froze for a moment, then flushed, called out "Big Brother," patted my head, and fell silent, looking flustered. Li Aunt poured tea politely and pulled a six- or seven-year-old boy hiding nearby over. She introduced my father to the boy, saying, "This is your Uncle Wang. Say hello to Uncle Wang." The boy greeted, and my father bent down to hug him, but didn't speak.
I noticed the boy was bareheaded and wearing a thin cotton jacket with exposed cotton, shivering from the cold, and my heart ached. I turned my head and heard Li Uncle talking to my father, "Big Brother, I'm sorry. Two years ago, I lost money in business, and I haven't repaid you yet. A few days ago, I saved some money and planned to give it to you, but then—oh, I accidentally broke my leg while riding a motorcycle, and medical bills added another 3,000 yuan in debt. I wanted to call you to say something and delay repaying the 500 yuan, but I felt too ashamed. Big Brother, you can scold me!"
I saw that Li Uncle's right leg was wrapped in a bandage under the sheet he had turned over. After a while, Li Uncle suddenly remembered something and quickly started searching in the drawer behind him. After a long time, he took out some small bills. He carefully folded each one and hesitantly handed them to my father: "We only have 100 yuan left at home, Big Brother. Please take it first. After the New Year, I'll sell something and pay you back."
My father pushed the folded money back to Li Uncle: "Brother Daizhu, don't misunderstand. I didn't come just to collect the debt—I just came to see you and didn't know you broke your leg. Don't mention that money in front of me anymore. Pay it back whenever you have the funds. I'll visit you in a few days, and then we'll have a good drink together."
Although Li Uncle and his family repeatedly tried to detain us, my father took me away. As we left the village, my father stopped the motorcycle, took a long breath, reached into his pocket, and pulled out the IOU. He didn't even look at it before tearing it into pieces with a "shish, shish" sound and scattering the pieces into the air. Then he shouted to me, "Let's go home for the New Year!"
Looking at my father, I realized how noble his figure truly was. The kindness in the world is truly everywhere. This composition moved me deeply, and it should move all readers too. The love and warmth between the lines are beyond words. "Father" tearing the IOU taught "me" more about the way to be a person. May love and kindness fill the world, always!
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