I have a small and exquisite pencil box with beautiful patterns. This was a prize specially given to me by my grandfather during my final exam last year because my English and math scores were perfect. It has been with me for more than a year and I like it very much.

The pencil case is light green, more than 20 centimeters long and eight centimeters wide, with two little bears printed on it. Its body is chubby and round, its head and body are white, and only its eye circles, ears and shoulders are dark brown. Especially the pair of dark eye circles, long on the fair face, as if wearing a pair of sunglasses, so cute. The way it looks around is even more endearing.

The pencil box not only looks beautiful and cute, but also has many members living in it: there are lively and cute erasers, there are straightforward pens, there are taciturn rulers, there are extremely sharp knives, and Pencils that smell like perfume. Although the members have different personalities, they live in harmony and are as close as brothers.

Whenever I do homework and open the pencil case, they will jump out to serve me according to their own functions, allowing me to write neatly. The teacher often gives me an "excellent" Every time I make a typo, the eraser pops out of the pencil case and asks me to wipe it clean. But seeing its sad face, it seemed to be saying to me: "Little master, little master, you can't just be careless. If you use me once, my body will become shorter. You must be careful in the future!" Although I scored 100 points and was praised, I was very ashamed.

My beloved pencil case, I hope you will accompany me to swim in the ocean of knowledge and spend the entire wonderful student life.