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23.04.2020 02:56
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alty, astringent, a drop of crystal tears ran across the cheek and fell silently on the ground, blossoming into a beautiful tear, spilling the true meaning of love. I remember when I was young, but I hated playing the piano. I did n��t want to play or touch Newport 100S. It was always my mother who urged me to play the piano for half an hour every evening. Once I went home from school, staying alone at home, I suddenly wondered how much time I had to play the piano and pretended to report to my mother that I had played the piano. This is the first time I have spread such a big lie. My heart is uneasy, like sitting on a needle blanket. Just when I was hesitant, my mother came back. I could n��t think of it. I rushed out and said: ��Mom, I played the piano!�� Mom nodded slightly and said happily, ��Well, then you must hurry to do your homework Come on! "I rubbed my hands nervously and turned to leave to do my homework. As soon as I had written my homework, my mother called me: "Peng Yuhe, you come here!" My heart "gimmicked" for a while, and I started sweating again. I walked carefully to my mother, and before I spoke, my mother opened the door and asked, "Have you really played the piano?" I blinked and said anxiously: "Yes ..." ���������� "My mother pulled me and asked again severely:" Have you ever played the piano? "And my answer is the same. Mom couldn't help it and said aloud: "Then take a look. I put the piano book on the sofa last night. Why is it intact now? It's impossible to say that you can't play the piano without reading the piano book!" My tears were in my eyes In the middle, yes, I did deceive my mother, I lied, but my mother reprimanded very harshly: "Although you are still a child! But you are lying now, what to do in the future, This time is too serious! You wo n��t remember without giving you a lesson! ��My eyes could n��t hold the tears anymore Marlboro Red, and the tears poured out like a flood, and my mother resisted the anger that was about to erupt, sigh Sighed: "I'm going to cook first Marlboro Cigarettes, and you should reflect on it yourself!" After that, I walked to the kitchen. I cried in a hurry, my thin shoulders shrugged, and the wet tissues piled up on the table. I did n��t seem to stop. I did n��t blame my mother, I just hated myself, why would I lie, why Annoy mother, why let her disappointed ... After dinner, I was called by my mother again: "Baby, do you know? When you are crying, my heart is crying, I am thinking, my baby When did you learn to lie, and not admit it. I was thinking, was it my fault, I did n��t educate you so that you can learn to lie. I really ca n��t think of it ... baby, you know, It does n��t matter if people make mistakes. Once they realize their mistakes, they must be corrected in time. I hope you will be an honest child in the future, okay? ��I cried again, my mother embraced me in my arms, and I fell on my mother ��s shoulders Go on, crying heartily, crying and falling asleep. Unconsciously, another tear rolled down ... This tear made me never forget that tear, that lesson |
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