This evening, I was doing my homework when suddenly the power went out and it was dark all around. I panicked. Mother fumbled for a candle to light, and then turned on the flashlight. But I am used to bright lights at ordinary times, and I always feel that the light is still very vague. My mother comforted me and said, "This is much more comfortable than stealing light from the wall!" " I think so, so I insist on doing my homework. After finishing my homework, I went to the balcony to have a look, yeah! Usually brightly lit streets are now dark, and a few people light candles, flickering like shining stars dotted in the night sky. Seeing that there is electricity in the distant community, I am envious. I think the people who live there are so happy! Hey! Why can't you feel it at ordinary times? Is this called "I don't know if I am blessed"? At about 8 o'clock, the electricity finally came, and it was good to see the light from the dead darkness in an instant. I jumped and jumped with joy.