That year, when I was six years old, my mother bought a silk quilt. Looking at the brand-new silk quilt, I couldn't help asking a question in my heart: "What is the silk quilt like?" This problem has been lingering in my mind. Finally one day, my mother went out and I was left alone at home. Strong curiosity forced me to pick up scissors and walk step by step to the silk quilt on the bed. In the face of curiosity, I have only one thought in my heart: I can see what silk looks like after being cut. There is only one word in my mind, "cut!" At first, it was unambiguous. I pointed at the silk quilt with scissors, and with a "tear", I saw a big hole in the silk quilt, and the silk inside was exposed in front of me, so I took a small wisp and put it in my pocket quickly, intending to show it off to my classmates tomorrow. At this moment, I remembered the telephone number "Rinrin Rinrin". I hurried to answer the phone and heard my mother say on the phone, "Yu Qian, my mother will be back soon." You have to wait for her at home, don't make a mess at home, or don't blame her for hitting you, little ass! " It's over! It's over! After I put the phone down, I thought about the seriousness of the matter. "What can I do?" I was so anxious that I began to cry and wandered around the room, anxious to think of a good way to make up for it. At this moment, I suddenly saw the sewing kit. "Ah! There is a way! " I cried happily. So I quickly took out my needle and thread and put it on. I sewed it carefully one by one. I look up at my watch every few stitches. When I finished the last stitch, my mother came back! I quickly picked up an English book, sat beside the silk quilt and pretended to recite English words again. My mother saw that I was very good and said, "My baby is really good today! Mom rewarded you for cooking you a big meal. While speaking, my mother went into the kitchen to cook. I quickly cut the needle and thread on the quilt and put the neatly folded silk on the bed. At this time, a hanging heart slowly fell down. Since then, this matter has been deeply hidden in my mind and never washed away.