In this cheerful winter vacation, I found a book in the big bookcase called "Education of Love". Maybe her cover didn't attract much attention, but the content inside attracted me deeply. When I read an article in it: the juvenile copier in Florence, I felt that George was very concerned about his father.

This story is about a boy named George. He is the child of a railway worker and his family is not very rich. A father can be tolerant of his children in everything, but he is always serious about learning requirements. In order to supplement the family, my father has to copy more than 500 letters every day, but he can only earn 3 lira. My son George works too hard to see his father, so he waits for his father to go to bed at night and secretly copies letters for him. The good times didn't last long. Because George had to go to school during the day and secretly copied letters to his father at night, he was exhausted and his academic performance declined. Dad was very disappointed in George when he saw that he didn't like studying. It was not until one night that my father knew the truth. He felt very guilty knowing that he had wronged his son George.

Reading this, my heart is as sweet as eating honey, because the father in the story knows that he has wronged his son. I think George will be very happy because his father will praise him for it. Compared with George, my family conditions are much better than his. I have everything I want, and live a "little princess" life with clothes to reach for my mouth. My academic performance is also very good, and I am always the first in my class.

I remember one time, my father said he would take my sister and brother out to play. I was alive and kicking and extremely happy. And when I came home from a good time, my mother asked me to write a composition.

I don't want to write a composition, because today is a holiday, and I went out to have a good time. I frowned, with a hundred grudges in my heart. I am still immersed in the happiness just now. I pouted and said angrily, "I won't write."

"It just makes you happy when you play every day, but you are not happy when you study." Mom is very angry.

As soon as my mother scolded me, my tears came down. When my mother saw me like this, she relaxed her tone and said to me earnestly, "son, my mother didn't mean to blame you." I will be responsible only if I love you deeply. My mother just wants you to understand the importance of learning and cultivate a serious and focused attitude. "

I nodded and wiped my tears with the back of my hand. Suddenly, George's figure seemed to appear in front of my eyes. I strengthened my confidence and proudly said to my mother, "I'm going to write a composition."

After reading this article, I realized how happy my life is. George, a 12-year-old child can bear the heavy responsibility of supporting his family. I am also a 1 1 year-old child. It's really wrong to say that I can't even afford to support my family. From now on, I must follow George's example, learn from him and become a good boy in the hearts of teachers and parents. Come on! I believe I can do it!