It’s my birthday , my father gave me a car.
It is as big as a chick that has just emerged from its eggshell. There is a silver-white local car number plate on the front of the car, with red numbers written on it: "8888." ”There are two bright small lights on both sides. There is a piece of brown glass above the front of the car. The roof is green, with two red warning lights the size of melon seeds. There is also a piece of gray glass the size of a fingernail in the middle of the rear of the car, and four small black shiny wheels made of hard plastic.
This car is not only small and exquisite, but it can also be driven in all directions. It will automatically turn when it encounters an obstacle, which is very interesting. At noon, I took out my beloved car and started playing on the concrete floor. Wind up the car enough and it will run freely all over the ground when it touches the ground. Sometimes it heads east, sometimes it heads west, like a nimble rabbit. Suddenly, the car seemed to notice something and suddenly drove south. I looked up and saw that my little black dog was lying in front. Seeing that it was about to hit me, I thought, Oh no, the car must be shattered to pieces. At this critical moment, the car quickly turned a corner and drove away.
I picked up the car and carefully blew the dust off it. This little car will always be a good friend of mine.
