Henan Middle School Entrance Exam Full Score Essay: 'Trust'

On the morning of the Chinese New Year, my mother and I were preparing to leave. As soon as we opened the door, a small dog darted in. It startled me so much that I screamed. I thought it was a wolf. Looking back, it was a very pitiful little dog, its fur was wet and it was shivering constantly. Its eyes seemed to be filled with tears. It walked with a limp, probably injured its leg.

Seeing its pitiful appearance, we decided to take it in. But as soon as we approached it, it hid in a corner and kept barking like a baby, very painful. We didn't dare to look at its painful appearance, so we didn't approach it again. I thought: It should be hungry, right? So I poured my drinking milk into it. But as soon as I approached it, it barked loudly, perhaps it was afraid of me hurting it. So I put the milk in front of it and left.

Later, I came to the bowl and it hadn't drunk a drop. I carefully approached it, trying to stroke it, but it still had a sense of vigilance towards me, but it no longer barked so loudly. But it still refused to drink, maintaining a very painful appearance. I shook my head and left.

After a day, I went to see it again. It still didn't want to drink milk. So I picked up the milk and said to it, 'It's okay, little dog, be good, I won't hurt you. Don't believe it, I'll drink it for you to see.' The dog seriously looked at me drinking milk, and kept digging with both front paws on the ground. After a long time, it shyly went over to drink milk. Feeling safe, it drank milk with relish. Watching its cute appearance, I smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing it finally willing to eat, my father and I decided to give it a 'home',

We used cotton cloth and bamboo baskets to make a stable 'home' for it, and we put toys inside. I also gave it a very beautiful name, 'Sasha',

Gradually, Sasha and I formed a deep bond, and we forgot about its leg injury.

One night, I suddenly heard Sasha groan in pain. I quickly got up to see, only to find that its wound had infected and turned into pus due to the lack of timely treatment. I quickly woke up my father and mother, and took Sasha to the pet hospital.

On the way to the hospital, I saw Sasha's eyes filled with tears. Perhaps because of the deep bond with Sasha, perhaps because I saw Sasha's painful appearance, my heart ached.

Seeing my sadness, Sasha kept scratching me with its paws, as if to comfort me. At that moment, I felt a sweetness I had never experienced before, as if a new family member had been added to my world.

Trust often creates harmonious and beautiful realms.