I came to the post office by bus. There are so many people in the post office. I bought stamps and was about to write a letter when I found that I forgot to bring my pen. Just when I was worried, a postman uncle around me seemed to see through my mind. He smiled and handed me a beautiful pen. I looked at the pen and was overjoyed. "Thank you, Uncle." I was just about to get a pen when an aunt next to me beat me to say, "Now, I see many children who don't keep their promises. You lent it to her so rashly, didn't you? " After listening to her words, I almost exploded with anger. I thought, "I'm not as bad as you say. I am still the top three students. " At this time, the postman's uncle said, "Never mind, you see that she is a young pioneer with a sign of' civilized pacesetter' hanging on her chest. He must be an honest boy. I believe in her and she will definitely pay me back. " Say that finish, the postman uncle smiled happily and went to the front desk. I don't want to mention how happy I am when I hear his words, and I thought, "Uncle is so nice!" " "
I am used to putting my pen in my pocket after writing envelopes. When I go home, I'm going to invite my good friends to play together. But I froze as soon as I touched my pocket. Only then did I find that uncle postman's pen was still in my pocket. what can I do? I have to run so many miles to return the pen. The hard-won "half-day holiday" was ruined: if you don't return it, you will lose your integrity, unlike the red scarf. When I was in a dilemma, my uncle's sincere words and trusting eyes came to my mind. My heart beats like a needle. I'm ashamed of myself. "Damn me. People trust you so much, but you don't return the pen for fun. Your conscience was eaten by the dog. " I scolded myself severely and ran to the post office without hesitation.
Arriving at the post office, uncle postman was about to go out. I quickly followed two steps and ran towards him. As I ran, I shouted, "Uncle, your pen. I forgot to return it to you just now. Thank you! " When my uncle saw me, he said kindly, "I am not wrong about you." He turned to an aunt inside and said, "I said she would pay it back." I send letters to their school every day. Judging from their words and deeds, I'm sure these are honest children, right? " The aunt inside blushed.
I don't know what this aunt said. But I am sure that my honest actions will definitely make that aunt have a new view of our school and a new understanding of our young pioneers. My behavior safeguarded my own dignity and the honor of the school. How dangerous! I feel happy. If I don't come, I can't imagine ...
My heart has been restless for a long time. I deeply realize that no matter big or small, honesty can't be forgotten in one's life. Friend, has honesty been brought into your life?