Today, the teacher led us to learn the lesson "Fanka". This text mainly tells about the tragic fate of Fanka's poverty as a 9-year-old apprentice. After reading it, my heart could not be calm for a long time.
When I read about the various tortures suffered by Fanka when he was an apprentice, when I read this paragraph, I seemed to see Fanka's skinny body, a pair of small, thin bare feet and red with cold. I was thinking that the boss was very interested because Fanka fell asleep while rocking the cradle for the little boy, and the boss whipped him with a belt.
When I think about what we did wrong, the parents didn't hit us, but just said a few words about us, we turned against adults. As I read on, I seemed to see the boss of Xiaofanka, who didn't give Fanka anything to eat. Every day, there was only a little bread. The boss of Fanka told him to sleep in the corridor, which made him cold. He was thinking about what we wanted, When it was cold, our parents sent us cotton padded clothes and trousers. We could do whatever we wanted at home.
Hear the voice cry: Dear grandpa, show mercy! Take me home from here and go back to our village! I can't stand it anymore! I kneel down for you, and I will pray to God for you forever.
These tragic scenes and those sad calls are like sharp knives stabbing my heart. Tears keep turning in my eyes. I can't help thinking that children of my own age are all enjoying this happiness at home. We are the apple of our parents' eyes and the heart of our grandparents. We are afraid of melting in our mouth and falling in our hands
Fuzhong didn't know how lucky I was. One time, my mother cooked a big bowl of rice for me, and she went to work. I secretly put the rice into the sewer. At school, with the help of teachers and classmates, once I had a stomachache, and the teacher wouldn't let me run, and asked a classmate to give me a piece of rice to go upstairs to tell me a story. We received a first-class education. There were computers in the classroom Electric light, the teacher taught me painstakingly, let us suck the nutrition of knowledge, is growing from an ignorant child to a knowledgeable teenager;
As for Fanka, he should have bathed in knowledge in the classroom like us, but he was doing hard work. How pathetic! He lived in a period under the rule of the Russian tsar. It was a world away from us!
When I read the last section, I could not help thinking. Although Fanka sent the letter, the address was not detailed, and Grandpa could not receive it. Even if he received it, he would not come to pick up Fanka. Fanka still could not escape the lonely and miserable life. I thought: If I, I will let you take the time ship, pick you up at my home, and let you enjoy everything I can get.
When I finished reading the full text, I could not stop crying, but how happy I was! I should cherish this happy life and become a pillar of the motherland when I grow up.
