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记得八岁那年的一个晚上,我家的电灯突然坏了,屋内一片漆黑,妈妈叫我拿着手电筒到楼下找蜡烛。快到一楼了,我手中的手电筒光无意中照到放在客厅里的自行车尾灯上,眼前突然“红光”一闪,吓得我出了一身冷汗。后来定下心来,我想,爸爸真聪明,在自行车尾巴上装了一个会发光的小东西。可是当关掉手电筒时,眼前又是一片漆黑,“红光”不见了,我连忙又打开手电筒对着那儿照,它又“闪闪发光”了。试了几次,都是如此。我的心怦怦直跳,连忙跑到楼上,告诉妈妈找不到蜡烛,然后快速躲进被窝里,心里想着:这小东西为什么会发光呢?
I remember one night at the age of eight, my family's lamp suddenly broke down, the house was dark, my mother told me to take a flashlight downstairs to find the candle. Arrived on the first floor, my hands flashlight accidentally shone on the tail lamp on the bicycle in the living room, the immediate sudden “red” flash, scared me out of a cold sweat. Then set my heart, I think, my dad is so smart, with a glittering little thing on the tail of the bike. But when the flashlight was switched off, it was dark again, “red light” disappeared, and I quickly turned on the flashlight against it. It was “glittering.” Try a few times, are the case. My heart staggered, quickly ran upstairs, told my mom can not find the candle, and then quickly hide in the blanket, my heart thought: why this little glitter it?