San Mao's Liu Yi

In the morning of the legendary day of the month, the three hairs who finished the breakfast habitually opened the calendar. "Six one" - how clear and dazzling this bright red and bright characters! Next to it is the five golden words - "International Children's Day"! These words have given San Mao a sigh of relief, and it took a while to return to God. Hey, he is happy that his hair is tilted up, how happy he is, knowing that this is only once a year!

Sanmao and his eyes glowed, holding his chin with his hand and staring at the ceiling. What is he thinking? Let me disclose it for you! 'Hey, father, mother, grandfather, grandma, will they send me? Will it be a mighty Transformers? Or is the small and exquisite Μρ3 of the Leica family? Isn't it a handsome skateboard? Or is it a big liberation today, my parents let me have a hard time playing a computer? 'Our people, I am so happy today! 'San Mao is immersed in his beautiful delusion. . . . . . You are so stupid about San Mao, the saliva is "flying down three thousand feet", and not rushing to rub it? It’s too intoxicating, too? !

“叮咚——叮咚——叮咚” The crisp doorbell interrupted San Mao’s beautiful dreams. It’s the father, mother, grandfather and grandmother who are coming back. What gift is it? Really been waiting! San Mao, Yi San, three jumps to open the door. Sure enough, Dad, they are back. Look at it, he has a bag in his hand, inside is the gift of 'Six Children's Day'! You can see the gift of "The True Face of the Mountain" right away, so excited!

When the gift unveiled its "mysterious veil", San Mao stayed, his mouth became O-shaped, and Zhang Dada had no way to add it. This gift - give San Mao a head! Suddenly, San Mao felt that the ice water of the Arctic Ocean had been sucked up by the tornado, and poured directly on his face, pouring his cold sweat! Poured him straight! Pouring his heart through the cool! Do you know what San Mao’s "June 1" gift is? They are: a large copy of the 'Mathematics Olympiad' exercise, a large book of 'Crazy English' exercises, and a book of 'Language A, B, Examination Volume'! Seeing San Mao’s surprised expression, Dad, Mom and Grandpa and Grandma joined forces, and they began to talk in a long and painstaking manner: “Children, after a year of study, the competition is fierce, you have to cheer. Ah!" "Oh, I am also for you, I didn't let you lose on the starting line, and you can't let you fall behind on the runway. So you have to work hard!" "@*......#&.. ....$@......*$......" San Mao only felt black in front of him and fell down. . . . . . "God! It's over!". . . . . .