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My childhood, there is a notable feature -- tearsAlthough. Now whenever I bring the elders of the "glorious deeds," I always find some place to hide. Otherwise, they would always be smiling spurting seven holes. These elders, and I can be a

　　total disregard of the feelings of some spare time on the show, repeated over and over again. But they could still laughed attached backwards, which is really detestable. In fact, some are not worth mentioning a trivial matter. I went to the first day of kindergarten, Amour returning to the hard task took her mother”s clothes. But her mother relentlessly threw me a blind eye to a truck. Find themselves in an unfamiliar teacher and classmates, I cried the whole day, I heard that attracted many teachers to coax me, but I still stubborn resistance. on their "sugar-coated bullets" books. There are many children see me cry so much so dramatically, even with tears, the teacher　Get　 flustered Later, there is no way that a phone call for my mother "culprit" back home. The next day, however, there was still in his mother abandoned. Day world, I have experience of those who applied in a serious teacher, the teacher had come to fear, even now, still haunt. I fear that teachers will not dare to go to school, do not want to go to school, but can do nothing about. forced to silently waiting for the time to come. One day, I was sick, and no need to go to school finally tasted the sweetness, although the needle at any time to be nurses sister made chemicals. better short-term pain but long-term pain, I was determined to make great sacrifices in exchange for treatment do not have to go to school. In the ensuing days, I have repeatedly malingering, superb acting, always unknown. Be unexpected, I was finally a better job. At first, playing center for centuries, I for a few days malingering, the fifth day of the women have found a clever, consequences course meal trashed, but I did cry a team, so that the neighbors have to Quanzhe mother, protecting me. the mother had no choice but to give up. But the poor little that I have finally been sent to a terrible place -- kindergarten, malingering but the tactic is no longer effective. In addition to the rest of the teachers in kindergartens, there are some annoying students. But bullying me, I will cry, which will in turn lead to the teacher”s admonition of students who could not approach me hateful, So, I have never had any problems. I do not know what a guy can be for unscrupulous and actually my bags hidden, I can not find bags, natural field crying, teachers had no choice but to stop giving lectures, and this helped me to find bags. Children”s games is limited, in less than half an hour, I returned to my side of the bags, and the repugnant guy instead. is 1900! Oh, the many "glorious deeds," but I really ashamed of grief due not like to say, please sea understanding. Know how to guide quelled tell.