What is a page? Is there a gift that makes you cry?

There was a present that made me burst into tears. That's a can of meat. Once I was doing a publicity campaign for handmade mud, and a little girl of about 5 years old insisted on touching it. As a result, one of my fleshy works is broken. This job is time-consuming and my favorite. I lost my temper and yelled at the little girl, telling her not to touch my work. The little girl was scared by me. Wow, she began to cry, and her nose and tears kept running. His mother quickly hugged her to comfort her.

Her father asked her to apologize to me and told her, "Look, it took my father a long time to make a dragon, and it must have taken my little sister a long time to make such a beautiful thing. How hard it is, whether it is intentional or not, you should apologize. " The little girl cried and refused to apologize. I listened to my nose and began to cry. After a period of persuasion, the girl still refused to apologize. Her father was so angry that the family of three just left. I thought it was over, but it wasn't.

A few minutes later, the little girl came up to me with a pot of meat. She scoffed, blushed and muttered an apology, saying that this potted flower was for me. I just calmed down, and my emotions surged up again in an instant. I subconsciously took the flowers, but I didn't know what to say. By the time I realized it, they had already left. So far, that potted flower has grown very cute at home. As soon as I saw this potted flower, I remembered its origin. The little girl muttered an apology to me. I feel guilty for yelling at the girl because of a small object, and I regret losing my mind when the little girl apologized and forgetting to tell her sister to forgive her.

What they gave me was not monetary compensation, but a pot of meat that could express my mind. This is the most precious and touching gift I have ever received. Last winter,1February, the end of the month was my birthday, but I broke up with my boyfriend at that time on the ninth day of that month. He is so scum that I was blind when we were together. After the separation, I thought I was paying for everything. The pressure of senior three also makes me breathless. I can't sleep every night, cry at night, and skip classes for weeks. I slept at home on my birthday, and my father came back from other places to accompany me.

It was eight o'clock in the evening when my friends came to see me, and I just fell asleep. They gave me a small cake. I'm confused. 10: 30, they took a taxi to my house immediately after the evening self-study, just to give me a small cake. They hugged me and told me to go back to sleep until they left. My dad sent them back and said, I didn't expect you to get along. I said I'm going to bed. After he closed the door and went out, I played with my mobile phone for a long time. Open the cake at one o'clock in the morning and cry while eating. I am very lucky.