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The other day I was riding my bike and was getting carried away when the mountain bike that had been with me for several years betrayed me and one of its acrobatic moves threw me off!

I was thrown lightly and hit my face on the ground. My heart was shattered in an instant, my two front teeth were slammed on the concrete floor, and I instantly smelled a smell of blood, as well as the mixed smell of the concrete floor. I struggled to my feet, and the first thing I did was not slap myself to verify that there were still signs of life, but touched the front teeth in my mouth with my hand. Thankfully, fortunately, the front teeth are still there. The mood instantly has the joy of the disaster, life can be lost, but the front teeth cannot be lost.

I took out my phone and used the screen of my phone to look at me left in the screen, my face covered in blood. I vomited a mouthful of blood on the ground in a bad way, and I didn't have time to care about whether there would be a crowd of onlookers next to me, probably not, unless my blood flowed to the feet of the road, maybe passers-by would realize that someone was bleeding, and come by to see the excitement.

I have a good temper now, and I actually accepted this encounter very calmly, and I didn't blame the big pothole on the road, nor did I blame the infidelity of the bike, let alone blame myself. I'm just thinking, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided. I even suspected that there was a supernatural event at that moment, some kind of king and eight lambs did not reincarnate and dragged me out of the car alive; my mother was very cute, I called her, and she reprimanded me without saying a word, and I wondered who had reported to her. I looked at my brother with agent-like eyes, and my mother said angrily, "I saw it in the WeChat circle of friends." "I see, my mother is also a person who will be on WeChat, and I neglected my mother's progress.

"Won't you grab a handlebar while riding, it would be nice if I don't break you!" my mother continued to reproach me.

This is also the fault of the circle of friends, I have previously posted a small video screen, which is a picture of a bicycle to show my skill. Unexpectedly, my mother applied what she had learned, saying that I often rode without a handlebar. I was helpless, if only I didn't catch the handle, at least my two hands could also help the front teeth share some of the pressure, because of the grip, my front teeth almost separated from the upper gums.

I always bruised myself all over my body, and used my injuries to win everyone's care and love.

I remember it was two years ago! A Taoist priest predicted: You should stay away from the "car" within a year. I was in a state of bewilderment, and I asked him, "What do you mean by that?" He took my money, and pretended to be very profound, and replied, "Don't divulge the secret of heaven!"

Isn't it just a stall to cheat some money?

But I was nervous about this prophecy, and I seemed to be ready for the danger of the "car". Half a year later, in the dead of night, Ryoko rode his red motorcycle, rushing down a straight road with the hazy eyes of a drunken man, and I sat behind Ryoko. Since I didn't drink a drop of alcohol and was too sober, I took a very childish action, grabbed the front brake, and the car flew away. It was dark in front of me, we were temporarily left on the road, I was thrown out of the air like a pilot, and that time, I didn't plan to make it to the ground alive. In the air, I thought of a sentence from the Taoist priest. "You need to stay away from the car!"

We were all so strong and came home with the pain. All I remember was that night when it was hard to sleep, because the blood stuck to the sheets, and the heart-rending pain had to be tossed and turned. Thank God for not accepting the grace of letting us go from the ghost gate and come back. Now that I think about it, I don't really understand anything if I don't suffer a loss. But once you suffer a loss, you won't have time to understand the truth at all.

The day before yesterday, a middle school student was hit by a car because he was playing with his mobile phone and did not look at the road, and he completely lost his life at the age of 16. When mobile phones become our whole world, the world will not tolerate your existence.

That was when I was in junior high school, and "Dragon Babu" had just finished broadcasting, and I was kicking and boxing in the back of my home with a dry stick, ready to practice Xiao Feng's martial arts, and it was best to learn the eighteen palms of the dragon to repel millions of male soldiers. After practicing for a while, I thought I had reached the point of perfection, so I touched the ground with one hand to the ground, only to hear a clattering sound in my arm, which almost broke. It took me several years to endure that kind of hidden pain before I got better, and I realized that what bullshit descended the dragon and eighteen palms, it was all a fool of people, and it almost ruined one of my arms.

Respect for science, respect for life. You must not think that you are the incorruptible body of Vajra and challenge the impossible. What you have to do is not to take to the air, but to land. From the roar of speeding by, I felt terrified. They use the limits of the machine's work to find excitement, but they are so selfish that they have no bottom line and do not consider the safety of other people's lives. If you don't hit the tree, do you want to hit the pig?