Title: The duck feather quilt and the nosebleed

In the small village of Xinhe, there was an old house with a large duck feather quilt hanging on the bed. The quilt was soft and warm, and the villagers often came to borrow it when they were cold. One day, a young boy named Xiaoqiang came to borrow the quilt. He was a naughty and fearless child, but he always managed to get what he wanted. When he saw the quilt, he immediately wanted to take it home. However, the quilt belonged to the entire village, so Xiaoqiang had to think of a way to get it without being caught. He decided to sneak into the house at night and steal the quilt. But just as he was about to do so, he suddenly felt a pain in his nose and began to bleed. He quickly ran back to his own house and told his parents what had happened. They took him to the doctor, who said that he had just caught a bad cold and needed to rest for a few days. Xiaoqiang learned his lesson and never tried to steal anything again. The duck feather quilt also remained in the village, providing warmth to those who needed it most.

When I was a child, I remember my grandmother's duck feather quilt. It was soft and warm, and always made me feel cozy. One day, while I was playing with my friends, I suddenly felt a little dizzy and my nose started to bleed. I knew I needed to get home quickly to lie down on the duck feather quilt.

As I ran back to my house, I could feel the blood gushing out of my nose. I knew that if I didn't get help soon, I could faint or worse. When I arrived at my house, I rushed to my bed and laid down on the duck feather quilt. The softness of the quilt immediately made me feel better and the warmth of it soothed my nerves.

My grandmother came in and saw me lying on the quilt with my face splashed in blood. She immediately knew what to do and brought me a basin of water and a towel. She told me to lean forward and put my head in the basin, and she would gently clean my face and nose.

As my grandmother cleaned my face, I could feel the warm water running over my skin and it brought a sense of comfort and peace to me. She talked to me gently, asking if I was feeling better or if there was anything else she could do for me.

After a while, the bleeding stopped and I felt much better. I knew that the duck feather quilt had saved me that day. It was more than just a bed covering; it was a source of comfort and warmth that helped me through tough times.

As I grew older, I still remember that day and how the duck feather quilt brought me a sense of security and comfort. It is one of the most important possessions in my life and one that I always keep close to me. To this day, when I am feeling anxious or alone, I still reach for that duck feather quilt to find comfort and warmth.

The duck feather quilt has become a symbol of home and warmth to me. It is more than just a bed covering; it is a source of comfort and support that has helped me through many difficult times in my life. From that day on, I have always been grateful for the duck feather quilt and all the comfort and warmth it has brought to me.

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