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What are the stories of photos you hate to delete on your mobile phone?

Speaking of the photos I hate to delete in my mobile phone, they may be different from many people's. Many people are reluctant to delete photos on their mobile phones, which may be boyfriend and girlfriend, relatives and friends who have left, or portraits bearing a relationship. But the most reluctant photos in my mobile phone are two cold crutches.

This recorded an unforgettable experience for me. I got a new mobile phone in 1 1 last year, which means that the record of photos started from scratch. And in1February, something happened that I can't forget until now. 1February 12 that day, in the early morning, I was still shopping for double twelve items at a treasure, and I slept later than before. /kloc-the morning of 0/2 is Monday, because I didn't sleep well at night and the time was too short, so I stayed up for a few more minutes. This caused me to go to school late, and time became very tight and urgent. It is very cold in December. I put on a pair of velvet high-heeled boots and hurried out to school. By this time, my roommates had already left home early, and now I want to stay in bed because of procrastination. Because our dormitory is on the sixth floor, we are usually in a hurry when we go down the stairs, and the thing is, it is not good on the stairs we walk every day.

Because it was really late, I had no choice but to rush to the teaching building, and the students around me were also very anxious. Probably because of my inner anxiety, I want to go downstairs quickly because of this kind of emotional contagion. At this time, my high heels made a big mistake. There is a gap between the heel and the sole. When you go down the stairs, you just hang it in a prominent position at the 90-degree angle of the stairs. I fell on the stairs before I could react. At that time, I felt that my body could not get up. My arms, palms and legs are very painful. I struggled for a while, but I still couldn't get up. Fortunately, a classmate I know met me. Think about how embarrassed I was. She helped me up, and I couldn't stand up. In winter, I had to pull my shoes and jump back to the dormitory with one foot in socks. After she sent me to the dormitory, she brought me safflower oil At that time, I thought it was just a sprained ankle, and I thought it would be fine to take medicine. As a result, things didn't develop as expected. After I insisted on hitting a bucket of cold water, nothing changed. I think it may be necessary to go to the hospital.

After waiting for more than an hour, the students in our class were dismissed. With the help of friends and classmates, we took a taxi to the nearby hospital. While waiting for the photo, we were all nervous. As a result, we were really scared. That's a fracture. Our calves and fibula are both broken. With the help of the doctor, I put on a plaster cast and bought a crutch toilet or something.

Since then, an extremely inconvenient life has begun. I am still very grateful for all kinds of help from my classmates during the fracture, and also left me a lesson: be careful when going up and down the stairs or something!