小学6年级 - 记叙文 - 叙事 阅读指导

　　　　　　　Let the world be full of love
Love, is love, it is around us everywhere. We all need love, life without love, people give us love, then we should go to care for others, this world will be full of love!
I remember once, I and Cher are taking a walk, pass by a small alley, the black clouds, it is going to rain, I urged the snow to go home, but she did not respond, her eyes staring at the small alley, I followed her place to see the past, see a little girl sitting in the loudly, is blood knees, apparent friction pieces. I pull our hand, want to ask something, she turned around and looked at me, like to know I want to ask something, said to me: "the girl took the umbrella hurriedly ran out of the alley, is pass by bike hit." She said, the rain will fall, I want to pull her over to the shelter under the eaves, and she ran to the lane, a lifting the crying girl, said to her: "all right, don't cry, I'll take you home." She propped up the side of the umbrella, came to the house with her back.
I quickly pulled her down, from the snow back to know, snow can not move back long, think of this, I suddenly think of snow mother said to me: "Chen Jie, I want to travel today, snow will together with you, ah, there is rain today, don't and she in out of the rain, she from the body of the weak, spray a little rain will catch a cold." Just now, why Michelle know you will catch a cold also rushed into the rain back this girl? I nervously asked Cher: "are you all right?" "All right, what can I do?" Her subtle answer.
I'm still very worried about. She looked at me worried, seem to understand something, deliberately changed the subject, asked the girl. Cher to side with the bag of paper towels and a little rain gently rubbed her wounds and asked: "what is your name? You in such a hurry is where to go?" Snow Rourou voice let the girl to eliminate the stranger's vigilance, she stammered: "i…… My name is Yang Mengya, i…… I'm going to…… Give her umbrella." "Oh, this is the original." I said, "my name is Chen Jie, she is called Fu Yating, we all call her by her first name -- cher." I said, pointing to the snow. The snow on the girl smiled in a friendly way, the girl smiled. Cher: "your mother asked the factory where?" There it is. The girl pointed not far from the factory says. "Well, we take you home, this umbrella we help you give your mom, okay?" Cher says. "Well…… OK. Thanks. The girl said. I nodded, squat down down, her up, so I put her back, Cher said to help me with the umbrella, I agreed. On the road, snow afraid girl freezing, took off his coat to the girl put on, I see her endure the cold, do not want to see her sick, because I have seen lying in bed on her pale, like a piece of blank paper, both hands very cold, and I silently shook her cold hands, from time to time to say a few words to her when I sleep, how sad heart than meat, cut a piece of hurt. I slowly down girl, took off his coat, put on to Cher, Cher turned to me and said: "thank you, that, do you?" I said: "never mind, you should wear more clothes, you are most likely to get sick. Besides, I'm not cold." Though I say so myself, but the wind waves, the hand has a layer of goose bumps, still cold shiver. Cher see I was trembling, said nothing, close to me a lot, I suddenly feel warmer.
The girl at the door, I give and put on her own coat cher. With the girl farewell, we hold hands to the factory according to the girl to describe her mother found the girl's mother, an umbrella over to her, while the small rain, we hold hands small ran home.
After returning home, as I expected, snow or cold, but not serious. But I, a home down on the bed asleep, the very next day wake up still full of vigor and vitality, but since the age of six I hadn't been ill. Therefore, Cher said I was the fruit of Panax ginseng, ginseng fruit is the most effective of the pain, that is to say the disease.
The afternoon, the girl's mother found me and Cher, thanked us, I don't care and cher. We are very happy, because we do one thing, love others is happy. So, we love each other, will let the world be full of love!
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Teacher: Huang Zhumei