When I was a child, my sister and I went to the same school and the same class (my family was afraid that I would be bullied and let her go to school a year late, and I felt guilty about this), so I also walked the same path, but it was not as harmonious as you think, she would take care of me in every way, and she was very willing to bully me.

They say that women are precocious, and I believe it, because my sister was only a year older than me, but she was a head taller than me at that time. Because of family constraints, we shared a schoolbag (just for a while, after which I asked my mother for a schoolbag, and my mother made one by hand), and the question of who would carry it was the most concerned topic for my sister and I during that time.

In fact, the home is very close to the school, but for the two children, it still has to walk for a while, she is a head taller than me, so naturally she has to carry it, because she will carry me on a rainy day, but it is not a rainy day.

I said that I would carry a good part of the road, and she would carry the next part of the road, but I always carried the whole road. With just one move, I was defeated, and she would take the bag from my hand, and then throw it away, and then leave it on the side of the road, and then walk forward with her head held high, without looking back.

Forget it once or twice, after N times, I will resist, I will also learn from her, I will also go, raise my head and chest, and never look back.

But I remember our schoolbag in my heart, how to go to school without a schoolbag, without a textbook, the teacher will punish the standing, and then the schoolbag is lost, what if it is picked up, within ten meters, I will be defeated, kicking the little short legs and running back, picking up the schoolbag, patting it clean, carrying it, going to school, she will always walk in front of me, not looking back.

The war between two children, for whom to carry the school bag, is harmless.

I've been losing, I've been carrying the schoolbag that the two of us have on my back, why? Because I'm afraid, because I'm not ruthless enough, I have too many concerns, I don't care as much as she does.

When you meet someone who is more ruthless than you, do you want to fight with him? or not, you can't play with him, because you are very kind, not so ruthless.

"One Day at a Time" You are not ruthless enough is hitting your hands, please wait a moment,

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