Childhood

A piece of childhood in childhood, as the years passed, I gradually forgot in my mind, but there is only one thing, just like it is engraved in my heart, I can’t forget it. Whenever I think about it, I feel very interesting.

I have a pot of sunflower in my house, very beautiful. But I always feel that this flower has such a deficiency, no fragrance, red, purple, pink... like a smile, welcome to him with a smile to the sun. For this reason, I always feel depressed. At this time, I found a bottle of perfume on my mother's dressing table. I took the opportunity to think of a way to spray perfume. When I did it, I immediately took the perfume on the petals of the sun flower and the roots of the flowers. Haha is the most beautiful flower, but after a few days, things that I didn't expect happened. The flowers are dead. I am very sad. I cried and said, "I have killed the sun, if I didn't spray. Perfume, the sun will not die."

Looking back now, I am stupid.

First day: XX Australia