Once upon a time, a pencil and an eraser were having a conversation about their jobs. Both of them were 1 each other for their hard work. Both of them knew that they were 2 without each other.
Soon, the pencil started to draw a straight line and the eraser was looking at it. 3, the pencil lost its balance and the line was ruined (毁坏). Then the pencil got very sad. It knew the eraser would have to 4 because of its mistake so it said 5 to the eraser. The eraser felt 6 and asked, "For what, my dear friend?"
"I'm sorry that you get hurt because of 7. Whenever I make a mistake, you're 8 there to erase it. And you lose a part of yourself and get 9 each time," cried the pencil.
On hearing this, the eraser said, "That is true 10 I really don't mind. You see, I was made to help you. So stop 11, please! I am happy with my job, even though I know I will be gone one day. If I see your 12, I will not be happy."
Our 13 are just like the eraser, and we're like the pencil. They're always there for us,
14 our mistakes. Sometimes they get hurt when they raise us and with time they become older. But they're always 15 what they do and will always prevent us from being worried or sad.
