So far, I regard the key as my closest friend. I keep it well and respect it very much.

Because I know that since my parents hung the key chain around my neck when I was young, and now I use a beautiful key chain, the most important thing in my life is a small key to open the door. With it, I have the freedom to open the door and enter the house, and my home is in my hand and heart. No matter in spring, summer, autumn and winter, day or night, at any time, I can go to my small home and open a door that belongs to me.

I still remember that when I was old enough to wear my own keys, my mother put a copper key on a red rope, tied a knot to make a rope sleeve, strung a small key and hung it on my neck. Said, this is the door key of the family. You can't lose it. If you lose it, you can't open the door or enter the house. My mother also showed me how to open the door, and told me that when a person came home, he should bolt the door, pick up the key and hang it around his neck. The door hasn't been closed properly. It's a thief!

Having the key chain for the first time, I seemed to become a man and a housekeeper at once. I was somewhat complacent and cautious. I wanted to let my classmates and neighbors see the red rope key chain hanging around my neck to prove that I had grown up. Afraid that the key chain was accidentally lost and the door could not be opened and the house could not be entered, he subconsciously touched it with his small hand from time to time.

There is also a kind of complacency that should be regarded as a joke. On the way to school, he tried to lead the topic to the key chain and spread the information that he kept the key to open the door independently. The students disdained it and showed their own keys, shiny iron, yellow copper and silver aluminum. Each one looked better than the other. Although my key chain is also made of copper, it is small. It has more weight and style than my classmates. It is obviously different. The students snickered, and my little face turned red to my ears.

But I like my little key very much. It flickers in front of my chest when I run. With the red scarf floating in the wind, I feel happy.

As a child, the key chain is an object that can easily be lost by children. If you lose your key, you will be taught by adults. Sometimes you will suffer some flesh and blood pain. Matching a key to the locksmith's stall is troublesome and expensive. For families who are not well off, the money for a key is enough to eat two meals of vegetables.

It often happens that children lose their keys. At that time, the quality of locks was not high, and they were still at a low level of technology. What if I lose my key? The simple and rude way is to pick up a lump of pebbles and knock them hard at the lock head. After only a few times, the lock head will be opened. However, this way will damage the service life of the lock. Sometimes, if you accidentally knock and hit the lock, the lock will be scrapped, which will make adults angry and attract a scolding. Another method requires patience and skill. That is to find a piece of wire in the garbage, sharpen it at one end, and poke it through the keyhole. When I was lucky, I poked it open a few times. If you have bad luck, you can't open it in 20 minutes and half an hour, so you have to use a stone.

Since I had the key chain, the task of cooking at home has fallen on my shoulders.

My mother worked in a wood processing factory outside the old county. It was a long walk out of the city. My father worked in a carton factory in the city. As a small official, he took some responsibility. He couldn't leave his job. After work, there are three or five drinkers who invite them to drink Doudou wine. Naturally, they can't take care of housework such as cooking at home. The three brothers of my family who come home from school first will be responsible for cooking. But I went home to cook more often. It was not that I was active and positive. It turned out that my brother and brother deliberately stayed on the road and skilfully avoided cooking. While I was cooking, I was doing my homework. When I met a problem that I couldn't afford to do, my little mouth bit the little key and thought hard. As a result, over time, there were obvious tooth marks on the little key.

As I grew older, the key chain was removed from my neck. Instead, a beautiful and strong key chain was hung around my waist, and the number of keys increased. I always cherish the door key, drawer key, safe deposit box key, car key, etc. I always believe that the key is the closest and most intimate to me. Even the "personal bodyguard" can not compare with the intimacy and intimacy of the key. Looking back over the years, from having the first key chain hung on my chest to being accompanied by a key chain for nearly 60 years in my life, I rarely lost my key - because I regarded the key as a close friend and the most loyal partner. The first thing to do when you go out is not to bring your cell phone or handbag, but to hold the key in your hand. Especially at the moment when the door was closed, I felt my waist involuntarily for fear that I hadn't taken the key.

A small key is like a friend who is like glue. I use it to open the door of my small home, which brings me comfort, safety and happiness. Why don't I protect, cherish and take care of my personal key? If you lose it, as a friend, you should bring a loss and an apology.

With the progress of the times and the development of the society, voice controlled doors, fingerprint locks, mobile phone remote door opening and closing systems, face recognition door opening systems and so on emerge in endlessly, and the extension of keys has already expanded. But I still miss the key chain hanging around my neck when I was young. I also like the reality and calmness of the key chain hanging around my waist. They are intimate and intimate with me. They are the mutual consideration and support between friends and partners.

It is steady happiness to be friends with the key and hold the key to open the door