The composition about what I really am in the second volume of the fourth grade of primary school

Honesty is like a rock in life, which makes life stir up gorgeous waves; Honesty is like a fertile land, which makes life blossom colorful; Honesty is like a first-class ladder, which makes life successful; But I lost something more precious than gold. I really regret it!

I remember that day, I bought a carton of cigarettes from 5 yuan for my father, and I took 1 yuan into the tobacco shop. "What's the matter? Children, what do you want to buy? " The boss came up to me with a smile, and the treacherous look was really annoying-his eyebrows twisted with his eyes, his face was smiling but his flesh was not smiling, and his eyes were full of greedy eyes. "I buy cigarettes." I coldly threw out a sentence. The boss immediately gave me a cigarette and gave it to 5 yuan. He looked at the 1 yuan I paid him, as if the wolf had found a stupid prey, and he was very happy. I was walking home, clutching the 5 yuan, and I felt something was wrong-like toilet paper. I unfolded the money, touched it again and again, and dumped it again and again-it was counterfeit money! Damn boss! You lied to me? I walked back to the tobacco and liquor store angrily. Why was it closed? I looked helpless, and suddenly, my eyes lit up-let's go to the street and spend it! I wandered around the street again and again, and finally decided on the location of the battle-the balloon booth! The boss is an old couple over 7 years old. It's a good opportunity to start! Old people are not that smart. "Grandpa, I'll buy five balloons!" I said, "but I don't have any change. Can you give it to me?" I tried to pretend that I couldn't show any flaws. "good! We have small change, little friend, here you are! " Grandma said with a smile. I paid that 5 yuan counterfeit bill, with a balloon and the change in my hand, and I felt it weighed a thousand pounds, right! How can I cheat the old couple? Isn't it equal to the treacherous boss that I do this? At this time, my heart was burning. I turned around and looked at the two busy couples, thoughtfully: if they had no children; If they are helpless; This 5 yuan may not earn a day ... What should I do? Will you apologize to them, or will you pretend that nothing happened? I will think about the scene at that time, and I regret it. It feels as bitter as eating sour plums, and as painful as having my heart pierced by ten thousand steel needles.

Honesty, when did you leave me? Where have I been, who used to pick up money, correct my mistakes and dare to admit my mistakes? Honesty! Come back! If I don't have you, I lose everything. This time, I really regret! Regret throwing away the treasure of this life-honesty.