"The sun king, the cock sing three songs, flowers wake up..." This song is called "the most glorious labor, I think you must have heard. Yes, labor brings us a rich food, brings us a colorful clothes, brings us endless high-tech. You said, the work is the most glorious thing?
Although is winter vacation, but work to make our "pears" Alexander, woke up had to be away. A minute, half an hour, an hour... I buried in the homework in the mountains, ignorant of the passage of time. Finally, I was too tired to panting, stopped a pen in hand, ready to take a walk to the living room. All of a sudden, I found on the door of that piece of red knot the thick dust blankets disappeared, like a mysterious disappearance, baffling. Thinking along while, I came up with a possible: should be grandpa threw away. Some are taken for granted, think will, of course, is such, have no doubt about that.
But in order to confirm, I study again. After get some clues, I depressed returned to study, continue to write the homework. But my heart is not always quiet down, always thinking of blankets, thinking about thinking about the god, involuntarily thinking up. Yi? I remember my grandfather is very frugal, something broke mend, rotten embroidered flowers, not directly thrown away? It arouses my curiosity, continue to track.
I looked at front of the gate, yeah? How many a new blanket? Also is the same as with the original, bright red, red ShiXie, gleaming, like had just bought. My grandfather was in such a short period of time to get to the completely same with previous blanket? The discovery is my curiosity more strong, can't wait to search everywhere, don't even spare a little hint, it is a little detective.
"Wash scrub brush..." There toilet brush, rhythmic, and foam successive crack. Is my best may not be a solution, all of a sudden from the voice of the n oise, open the door of the toilet, confirm it. A: wow! I exclaimed, originally is grandpa is washing the surplus dirty blankets, brush brush the sound of music, as well as the thick foam continuous crack. Concentrate my grandfather did not notice me, out from under the bowl just washed another blanket, contentedly into a bamboo pole.
I finally know the principle of the disappearance, and so full of curiosity. The most important of all, I finally know the labor the most glorious!
“太阳光金亮亮，雄鸡唱三唱，花儿醒来了……”这首歌名叫《劳动最光荣》，我想大家一定都听过。是啊，劳动给我们带来了丰富的食物，给我们带来了五彩缤纷的衣服，给我们带来了无穷的高科技。你说，劳动是不是最光荣的事呢?
虽然是寒假，但作业使我们“鸭梨”山大，只好一早起来就奋笔疾书。一分钟，半小时，一小时……埋在作业山里的我浑然不知时间的流逝。终于，我累得气喘吁吁，停下了手中的笔，准备到客厅散散步。突然，我发现放在门口的那块结了厚厚灰尘的大红毯子不见了，好似一场离奇的失踪案，令人迷惑不解。思索了半天，我想出了一种可能：应该是姥爷扔掉了吧。有些显得理所当然，觉得当然会是这样，没有什么可疑问的。
但为了证实，我又研究了起来。在得不到一点儿线索后，我垂头丧气的回到了书房，继续写起了作业。但我的心总是静不下来，一直想着毯子的事情，想着想着便出了神，不由自主的思考了起来。咦?我记得姥爷很节俭的，东西破了就补一补，烂了就绣朵花，不会直接扔掉的啊?这段话激起了我的好奇心，继续追查了起来。
我望望大门前，唉?怎么又多了一条崭新的毯子?还与原来的.一模一样，鲜红鲜红，红得似血，崭新崭新，像是刚买来似的。姥爷是怎么在这么短的时间内搞来与先前完全相同的毯子呢?这一发现是我的好奇心更浓了，迫不及待地到处搜索着，连一丝蛛丝马迹都不放过，俨然是个小侦探的模样。
“洗刷刷洗刷刷……”厕所里响起刷子有节奏的摩擦声，还有泡沫接连不断的破裂声。正百思不得一解的我，突然从这沙沙沙的声音中得知了什么，打开厕所的门，证实这一切。哇!我惊叹道，原来是姥爷在洗着剩余脏乱的毯子，刷刷刷的发出悦耳的响声，以及浓浓的泡沫连续破裂声。全神贯注的姥爷并没有注意到我，从盆里拿出刚洗好的另一条毯子，心满意足地挂到了竹竿上。
我终于知道了这场失踪案的原理，满满的好奇心也因此而解。最重要的是，我终于知道了劳动最光荣!
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