I will never shoot again _ an unforgettable thing. Write 500 words.

I haven't shot at random since that incident. Because that incident taught me a profound lesson?

During the Chinese New Year, I sneaked out of the house through the back door with an iron box in my arms? There are things I saved last year and the year before last? Earth red (a kind of hanging firecrackers, with? Hang up? As a counting unit, there will always be one or two, or even dozens of residual, unlit small guns on each hanger during festivals. . I carried them to the dry river, opened the box, took them out one by one, broke them carefully, and then poured the gunpowder into the iron box. Remove the fuse, tie it together, insert it into the gunpowder in the box, and expose the other end of the box. My hands are shaking and tense? Ga da? Press the lighter with a bang, and the flame suddenly jumped up and invited the fuse to dance with her. The fuse was suddenly lit, and he ran back in fear. I kicked the box in a hurry and accidentally kicked the iron box into the river. I turned and ran, just as I took my legs, a powerful airflow slammed me down. I froze for a few seconds, as if I suddenly remembered something and rushed to the river to look down. I saw one pop up in the river? Small flame? . Afraid of the fire expanding, dare not neglect. I quickly turned over and went into the river. When I reached the bottom of the river, little flame? Has been promoted to? Big fireball? Yes! I jumped up, wrapped my naked skin in clothes, rolled back and forth on the fireball several times, stood up and stamped my feet. When there was only a small flame left, I dug some soil to cover the scene and went home angrily.

I haven't shot at random since that incident. If we don't take this as a lesson, it will eventually lead to great disaster.