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The weekend sun draped the world in a layer of golden silk, enticing everyone to step outside and play. Lin Dongzhe could hardly sit still; his heart had already floated out the window with that beam of sunlight. Books and homework were instantly forgotten, and he felt like a wild horse, diving headfirst into a realm of joyful games. Marbles rolled happily on the ground as he crouched by the street, his eyes wide as saucers, fixated on the trajectory of the marbles, occasionally shouting "In! In!" while excitedly waving his hands. When playing cards with his friends, he was even more focused, calculating various strategies in his little head to win. His expressions shifted from tense to triumphant, and laughter echoed through the alley as time slipped away amidst their playful antics.
When he finally played until he was exhausted, his clothes soaked with sweat and clinging to his back, he suddenly slapped his forehead, remembering that he hadn’t completely finished his homework. In a rush, he ran home and sat at his desk. Thanks to the solid foundation he had built during the day, he tackled the routine math problems, spelling exercises, and memorization tasks without much effort. However, just as he stuffed the completed assignments into his backpack and prepared to breathe a sigh of relief, that essay titled "My Father" popped up in his mind like a mischievous little ghost. He realized with shock that he had completely forgotten about it.
Meanwhile, in different cozy homes across town, Suzhou and Lin Dongzhe were immersed in deep memories and affection for their fathers as they wrote their essays. Suzhou thought about her father’s daily life as an engineer. Images of him wearing a hard hat and blue work clothes flashed through her mind as he navigated between towering scaffolding and steel-reinforced concrete. She recalled his focused expression while studying complex architectural blueprints and the proud smile on his face after overcoming technical challenges. Even after returning home at night, despite being exhausted, he would patiently listen to her share stories from school and gently guide her through her homework. The pen in her hand scratched across the paper as she meticulously depicted her father’s strength, wisdom, and kindness.
Lin Dongzhe nostalgically remembered his father as a teacher. Before dawn broke, his father would leave with the morning light to head to the knowledge-filled campus. Standing at the lectern with chalk flying from his hand, his loud and clear voice answered students' questions and lit up their eager eyes for learning. After class, when he returned home, the desk lamp in the study would always be on as he diligently graded assignments and prepared lessons; his silhouette stretched by the light cast on the wall. Whenever Lin Dongzhe faced confusion in his studies, his father would always clear away the fog with easy-to-understand explanations that guided him forward. The words flowing from his pen were filled with gratitude and deep affection.
Unbeknownst to both friends who were carefully crafting their essays, Lin Dongzhe continued to revel in playtime outside. As dusk settled like a thick black satin over the city and streetlights gradually flickered on, he reluctantly dragged himself home. Song Ying stood at the door with a smile and asked cheerfully, "Have you finished your homework?" "Of course!" Lin Dongzhe replied without hesitation. But just as those words left his mouth, a jolt of panic struck him; that forgotten essay loomed over him like a nightmare. Cold sweat broke out on his back as anxiety overwhelmed him.
In a frenzy of worry, he thought that only Lin Dongzhe could save him from this urgent predicament. Without considering how late it was getting, he dashed off to Lin Dongzhe's house. Upon arriving at her home, disregarding all notions of politeness, he explained his situation with an anxious expression. Although Lin Dongzhe hesitated and tried to refuse him multiple times, Lin Dongzhe was persistent—pleading and promising—and finally she had no choice but to show him her essay. Lin Dongzhe seized it like a treasure; without time to read it carefully under the dim light, he hurriedly began copying it down in a flurry of activity. He was solely focused on completing the task quickly without considering how their fathers’ different professions might lead to significant differences in their essays' details. His handwriting was so messy it looked like scribbles filling up the pages.
The next day, when the teacher sat at her desk grading assignments and came across Lin Dongzhe's and Lin Dongzhe's essays, her brows furrowed into a deep frown. The two essays shared startling similarities from their openings to descriptions of their fathers' work environments, personality traits, and daily interactions with their daughters—many phrases were identical. The teacher was puzzled; after comparing them several times for confirmation, she became furious. She immediately called Song Ying into school with a serious yet helpless expression and said: "Lin Dongzhe copied Lin Dongzhe's 'My Father.' At first I was baffled when grading; I thought these two kids must be twins since their essays were so alike—almost telepathically written! But upon closer inspection, it's clear that Lin Dongzhe has blatantly plagiarized; this is absolutely unacceptable."
Standing beside her while listening to the teacher’s reprimand made Song Ying's face flush red with embarrassment and anger; she silently blamed Lin Dongzhe for being thoughtless and vowed to teach him a lesson about honesty in learning so that such mistakes would never happen again.
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