"Your bangs can go over your eyebrows Oh, when are you going to cut them? (The school is checking clothes and hairstyles, and those with bangs can't exceed their eyebrows.)" "I'll cut it off when I get home." Zhou Wen said. "What's the point of going home and getting your hair cut, just cut it here." "Okay." Zhou Wen agreed "How ...... about I give you a barber." I volunteered to say. "Just you, may give my hair damaged into what." Zhou Wen said in disbelief. "Aiya, just trust me for once. With me as a genius barber, what are you afraid of! I will definitely cut your hair beautifully!" I begged Zhou Wen. "Okay." Zhou Wen reluctantly agreed.
I ran down to get the scissors with gusto. I then took a piece of newspaper for Zhou Wen to hold, and I gently lifted a small handful of hair and began to cut it. I clearly heard the clicking sound, but did not see a little hair strands. "Aigoo! Still claiming to be a genius barber! The technique is too bad! Don't cut my hair." Zhou Wen laughed. "Now it's - your hair - I'm in charge, you can make your comments after I cut it." I said disgruntled. "Fine." Zhou Wen reluctantly agreed.
I picked up the scissors again and started to cut my hair, click click click, with this crisp sound, my hair slowly spilled onto the newspaper. Just halfway through the cut I asked Zhou Wen to come and take a look at my masterpiece. "Look! It's kinda neat, isn't it." I said. "I thought you didn't let comments be published until you finished cutting your hair? How am I supposed to post a comment now that it's only been cut a little?" "Never mind, that comment doesn't count, how was the cut anyway?" I asked eagerly. "It's kinda neat, go ahead and cut it." "Good!" I replied confidently.
After two minutes it was cut, but the hair only reached the eyebrows. "It's only at the eyebrows, cut it again. (I actually want to cut it again because it's a novelty.)" I said. "No, I'll just pull my hair to the sides. And it looks sharp too. Besides, I don't think the teacher will be that careful, my bangs are only up to my eyebrows, not even over! So there's no need to cut it." "No way! Aren't you going to cut it to the top of your eyebrows, how can you do it halfway? Besides, in a few days your hair will grow back below your eyebrows. You'll still have to cut it then, how troublesome!" Zhou Wen seemed to think that what I said was also somewhat reasonable, so she let me continue to cut.
I enjoyed the sound of the crisp chuffing, and before long, my hair was cut. "Haha, look at my masterpiece!" I said happily. "I heard you laugh and looked at your weird smile. I knew it had to be a bad cut." Chauvin said. "Just take a look! It's a mule or a horse, let's pull it out." "Well, it's not bad." "That's right, who are we?" I said proudly. "Aiya, just a few compliments and you're getting carried away." Zhou Wen said, skimming her lips. I didn't pay any attention to Zhou Wen, I was proudly admiring my masterpiece and kept on making exclamations of admiration.
Hey, hey, my skills aren't bad! Teacher, you must appreciate my masterpiece!
Part II: Haircut WeeklyOne afternoon, my mom took out 5 yuan, handed me and said, "You go to the haircut, to be shorter!" When I came back from the haircut, my mother looked at me and asked: ......
"Hair is long, summer is hot, the school has to be on the "politics of haircutting", and the parents at home also emphasized that it is better to get a haircut before it is too late, the summer is not so hot, the teacher is not on the "politics of haircutting". So hot, the teacher is not on the "class", in the family well got a "good boy" name.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man's hair cut, and I've never seen a man's hair cut before, so I'm not sure if it's a good idea!
This day, I happily came to the barber store to get a haircut. Barber master gently asked me to take care of the type, then let his apprentice hands. First of all, shampooing, lying in a comfortable shampoo chair while letting the barber wash the hair while thinking about this into the dreamland. Accompanied by a half-asleep, half-awake state washed the hair. Next can not be sloppy, otherwise, good hair and do not know into what kind. So I played twelve points of spirit, through the shiny realm of the surface to look at just to debut the barber fiddled with my hair ......
When I think I will be accomplished, the perfect end, the barber's face of sorrow caught my attention, the master also came over, the master and apprentice to say that the person. I will be curious to listen to the ear: "This time to see how you do?" Master said the apprentice mute. At this time I think it is not good, originally happy teacher and disciple, now how will be so sad? Did something happen? About me? And why did I not realize?
The original sun reflected in the realm surface is gone. Only a wisp of dark clouds can be seen, and the sky is slowly darkening. Turning my head, I saw that the people on the street were also in a hurry. This tense atmosphere made my already doubtful heart even more apprehensive. In order not to affect the final result of the hair, I decided to wait for the "completion" before asking for details. So I waited.
Finally, it was "done", and I had a chance to answer a lot of questions in my mind. So I stood up, with a serious expression, ready to open the question, just at this time:
"I'm sorry, I accidentally scratched your head, may be my technique is not very skillful, I will continue to work hard! Anyway, please punish me!" That disciple automatically admitted his mistake and said.
Originally I wanted to teach this kid a good lesson, but I froze. In my mind, I thought: nowadays, there are not many who can take the initiative to admit their mistakes, what should I do? My heart hesitated, and finally I decided: you can take the initiative to admit the mistake I admire, but I still have to punish you, that is - the next time my hair back to you, but by then you must be perfect, or else ......
This incident, so that I return to the
This incident, let me think back to the previous experience of doing something wrong but do not dare to admit, let me ashamed, let me make up my mind, in the future, if such as this matter, must have the courage to admit the error, correct the error, can not lie to shirk responsibility, after all, honesty is gold!
篇三：剪头发周记From kindergarten to elementary school, I have only been into the barber store once, and still extremely reluctant. However, I have now managed to step through the door of the barbershop for the second time. What? You don't believe me? Then read on!
I remember when I was a kid, my grandmother, aunt, father, and mother took me to the barber, and when I heard that so many people took me to the barber as a little kid, you must have asked, "Why do you need so many people?" Of course, it wasn't because I was afraid of getting a haircut. As soon as my butt touched the barbershop stool, my hands and feet danced and wailed. I threw punches, kicks, and finally the "Shadowless Spinning Kick and Invincible Double Punch", but the adults were still indifferent and held me down on the stool. Finally, I used all my strength and jumped off the stool. The aunt of the barber store couldn't do anything about it, so she let me run out. From then on, I never went to the barber, but my mom secretly cut my hair while I was sleeping. Now I think of it, I was still really naive and cute.
The weekend. Mom called me to cut my hair again, before this mom but I did a lot of thought work: what cut the hair will grow up, now the hair a long and a short is not good, etc., but I'm still not happy. In the end, it was my father's words that subdued me: "I'll buy you an MP3 if you cut your hair," at which point my face turned cloudy and I couldn't wait to have an MP3. We went to the barber store, which was crowded with people, and now I was happy! I thought to myself, "I don't need a haircut anymore. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
Finally, it was my turn, I sat in the seat, although not like the hours of escape, but the heart is like a small rabbit in the thumping. I closed my eyes and all I could hear in my ears was "click, click! Click!" I opened my eyes and saw my hairdresser cutting my hair skillfully and quickly, and my eyes glanced at the hair on the floor, which was too much. My mom said, "You'd better cut it shorter." I stepped on my mom's foot, and she said, "Okay, okay, no short cuts, no short cuts." After my hair was cut, the hairdresser wanted to tie my hair up. She first used a comb to part a path through my tousled hair, which I felt like drawing, then tied it into two braids, and finally fixed the hairstyle with mousse. I looked in front of the mirror and there was a saw-like path on my head with two pigtails swaying from side to side, wow! What a spunky and sunny little girl, I smiled with satisfaction.
I had stepped into the barbershop for the second time, so the third time was always okay!