Some people say that being naughty is a child's nature. Let me think about it. Indeed, I got into a lot of trouble because I was naughty.

When I was five years old, I remember one day my grandfather took me to eat old duck soup. We passed a small watch shop. The shopkeeper and grandpa are very close, and we started talking as soon as we met. While they were talking, I slipped into the watch shop. There are all kinds of watches and watch repair tools on the table. I am so happy that I can't help playing.

I picked up a small watch with no cover in my left hand and a pliers-like tool in my right hand. I fiddled with the watch hand gently, but I didn't expect to pinch it off. I picked up a watch hand and tried to put it back, but I accidentally bent it again. I quickly took out a small hammer. "Ding Dong Ding Dong!" I want to knock it straight quickly.

The noise was heard by grandpa outside the door. "What are you doing?" I saw my grandfather staring at me and shouting. I was so scared that I quickly put down what I was holding and muttered, "I am ... I am ... repairing my watch." Grandpa saw that the watch on the table was falling apart and dragged me out of the shop step by step. Go back and apologize to the owner.

Of course, I didn't mean to. Just out of curiosity, I was in trouble. Now that I have grown up, I will try my best to control my curiosity. People can no longer call me naughty.