爸爸从景德镇给我买了一支钢笔:全身用陶瓷打造,身着鲜艳红装。我十分珍爱它,便带到班上炫耀,同学们见了十分羡慕。好朋友沈润中问我:“你能不能把这支笔送给我啊?”我拒绝了,他失望地离开了。过了几天,我准备写字,突然发现钢笔不见了。翻遍书包每个角落,还是没有找到,一抬头,我看见沈润中手里拿着一支和我一模一样的钢笔。一下课,我就冲过去对沈润中说:“你怎么拿我的笔?你想用可以找我借,为什么要偷?”他愣了:“这不是你的笔,是我爸爸给我买的。”“不可能!怎么和我的一模一样?”“真的是我的!” My father bought me a pen from Jingdezhen: the whole body was made of ceramic and dressed in bright red clothes. I cherish it very much and take it to the class to show off. My classmates met with great envy. Good friend Shen Run asked me: “Can you give me this pen?” “I refused, he left in disappointment. A few days later, I was ready to write and suddenly noticed that the pen was gone. Flipping through every corner of the bag, still not found, looked up, I saw Shen Run in the hands of holding a pen and I exactly the same. After class, I rushed over to Shen Runzhong said: ”How do you take my pen? You want to use can borrow, why steal?“ ”He stunned: “ This is not your pen, is my dad to I bought it. ”“ Impossible! How exactly is my? ”“ Really mine! ”