Yesterday afternoon, I was holding a novel in my hand, wandering back and forth between the words, making up the images I had read. Suddenly, a boy's loud voice shattered the picture I imagined in an instant, and my ears unconsciously stretched out, and after listening to it, I was really angry and funny.

The boy said, "Who stole my little train?" Return it right away, or I'll call the police! I'll ask Uncle Police to get you in a little dark room!" Did you hear the thief? If you give it back to me, I'll forgive you! ”

The little boy said the same thing three times, and it was really important to say it three times! Later I saw him forcibly dragged home by his mother, and then there was no follow-up. I wonder if the little boy has found his toy little train? I wonder if he really secretly called the police? Don't know which child took someone else's toy?

I want to do that too, lose something, and shout it out; If you are upset, you shout out; Angry, shout out...... However, I'm past this age, no matter what I do, I can't shout out so unscrupulously, what should I do? And at this age, I've never been like that. I love to hold everything in my heart, I hide and cry alone, I am angry and sad alone. I've been hiding myself all the time, except for what I can't hide on my face, I won't say anything easily, so I wrote one diary after another. When I talk to myself, I feel at ease, extremely relieved.

So to this day, I can't forget a boy who once said to me: "Crying children are coaxed, crying children have candy to eat!" Despite this, I still can't learn to cry daringly, and I haven't learned it yet. I'm really stupid!

So, although I can see through others at a glance, I can't let others see through me. It was as if we were standing in front of a mirror together, and I could see myself and see her, and she was just looking at a wall with her back to me and the mirror, knowing herself, but not knowing me. So most of my good friends are people who are straightforward, or people who are very good and bold. If two people who are not directly involved talk together, the scene will be very solemn and both people will be tired.

But I also look down on people who "cry and make a fuss" all the time! If something happens, everyone will know about it! To me she's nothing more than grandstanding, like a crappy clown!

My mother always said to me, "You're just an adult, and you still have a long way to go!" What can't you learn! Unless you don't want to learn! ”

Mom is not wrong, I still have a long way to go, and I have a lot to learn! Why do you even say I can't learn?