铅笔的故事（The story of pencils）.docVIP

铅笔的故事（The story of pencils） I, pencil Tell my family tree to Reed Leonard, Reed, autumn wind translation Attached: Milton, Freedmans lead for this article I am a pencil - the ordinary wooden pencil, as long as everyone is able to read and write the most familiar pencil *. Writing is my duty as well as my hobby. Thats all I do. You must be a little strange. Why do I have to work out a family tree?. Well, let me explain. Well, first of all, because my story is interesting. Secondly, I am a mystery - a lot more mysterious than trees, sunsets, and even lightning. Unfortunately, those who use me see me as if I had just drilled them myself without any background. This supercilious attitude put me into the average grade. This is really a sad mistake, but if people have made this mistake, will inevitably go wrong. For the wise G. K. Chesterton once said, we will be destroyed by lack of curiosity, not by the expectation of miracles.. I, pencil, although it looks ordinary, but it is worth exploring and fear, I will show you the. In fact, if you can understand my heart, oh, no matter what the people are afraid to ask too much, if you can recognize those unbelievable place I contained, you will be willing to work hard to maintain the people are unfortunately lost freedom. I can teach you some profound lessons. And the lesson Ive taught you is deeper than a car, a plane, or a dishwasher - just because I look so simple. Simple? No one on earth can understand how I was made. It sounds a bit ridiculous, doesnt it? Especially when we learned that in the United States, it would be even more ridiculous to produce 1 billion 500 million of us every year. Pick me up and take a closer look. What do you see? There were not many things - wood, paint, printed labels, graphite, a little bit of metal, and an eraser. Untold predecessors You cant trace your family back to a far away age, and Im not likely to call out all of my predecessors names and explain them. However, I want to list as much