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Touched, often in my heart


Look, that wipes the tears, the scene of the scene, the voice of thank you, are moved.

——Inscription Early morning in the early summer, I came to the first bus in front of the stop sign. The wind blew up with a sandstorm. "Why is this violent? Can you sweep it?" I squinted at the stop sign and thought the cleaners shouted loudly. "Oh, sorry, girl." The cleaner Aunt continued to apologize. "What is it called? Really." I glanced at her and dismissed the car. "Pay money and pay." Auntie came to me and said. I licked my pocket and flipped my trouser pocket. "Yeah! Money is on the desk at home." I thought about it and showed a poor application to look at the stop sign. "There is no money to sit in the car! Go down." Aka said with a slanting eyes. "I have, I have." "No need, I have it here." The people in the car moved forward in unison. An old man who was close to the flower armor also came over and said, "Girl, I will pay you, come." Then, the grandmother stuffed the ticket into the aunt's hand. Suddenly, my heart felt warm, tears flowed to the corners of my mouth, and the smell of cockroaches. The face of the stop card aunt also rose red. The next morning, I was still waiting for the bus under the stop sign. The cleaner Aunt was still cleaning the garbage. Everything was so quiet and beautiful. The aunt swept away, the dust in the ground flew up, my head turned to the other side, and I tried to make the dust disappear. As a result, the cleaner aunt swept the dust again. I looked at her disdainfully and said, "You, this person, didn't see anyone?" She looked at me with a timid look, so he licked the rubbish and cans. I took a plastic bag from my pocket and put it on the floor. I didn't think about it, and the watch was "integrated" into it. I didn't go back to the car. When I got to the school gate, I saw the cleaners aunt. She waved me and told me to let me go. I ran over, and she said with awkwardness: "Girl, your watch." She wiped her body and never thought that the clothes were more dirty than the watch. I glared at her eyes, hugged her, and thanked her. Living with a pair of commanding eyes, we will find that there are many unusual things in life that are touching people. --postscript

Second day: Lu Jieqiong

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