How to write a composition about a schoolbag

Hello everyone, I am a schoolbag full of knowledge. My owner is Zuo Xuan. I am now his third schoolbag and am already two years old. I was born one night in March 2011 and became a learning tool for my master.

I am very happy to be my master’s assistant, because my master cares about me very much and loves me. He never leaves me in a dirty place or beats me. Sometimes there was no clean place to put my schoolbag, so the owner would wipe the floor carefully for me, then put me down gently, or find other ways to hang me up, so that I would never get dirty. Sometimes there is no way to leave me on the ground and get dirty. When he picks me up, he will gently pat me and dust me off. When I got home, I wiped it carefully with a wet handkerchief and washed my face. When I saw my companions being thrown away by their masters, I couldn't help but feel very sad, and I didn't dare to see their bruises all over their bodies.

I am also very weak sometimes. I remember when I was only 2 months old, my master packed too many books, which caused a long wound on my abdomen. , hurriedly sent me to the "hospital" for more than ten stitches.

My work is selfless. Every day I pack all kinds of school supplies for my master and follow him to school to study. He listened to the lectures, and so did I. He did his homework, and I accompanied him silently. I loaded him with knowledge and provided convenience. When I see my master achieve good results again and again, I feel proud of him.

There are three pockets in my belly, which are divided into different sizes by the owner and filled with different school supplies. The smallest pocket is often used to hold shoe covers and other sundries, the larger pocket holds short books, and the largest pocket is used to hold exercises, exercise books, etc. All kinds of learning tools were arranged in an orderly manner by him. However, he is also a careless guy. Sometimes he will churn in my belly like crazy, which makes me want to yell at him loudly - what you want is here!

However, since the owner After I entered junior high school, he started to be a little rough with me. Due to the increase in food, the load the master carried every day became larger and larger. As soon as he came home, he threw me on the bed, relieved. It hurt so much that I jumped on the bed two or three times and then couldn't move. But I have never complained about my master. I know that he actually loves me.

Every time the master goes out for travel or outings, he is always accompanied by my brother’s travel bag. I am so envious and jealous. I also want to see the world outside!