My diary and my diary's diary (1)

The bear started to accompany me that year, and it witnessed my happiness and pain, and it has been terminated since the age of nine.

On a certain day of the year, I was going to my sister's house, but there was an accident.

The one who took me was the grandmother of the sister. Her transportation was a bicycle. She would make clothes and cloth bears. When she took me in the car, I began to imagine her home, many cloth bears and clothes and cloth. The sister is sleeping in the middle...

At that time I stopped thinking, because my feet were stuck on the bicycle wheels. I cried aloud and shouted loudly. Forgot the last minute and forgot the previous second.

I can't go to my sister's house and my sister to play cloth bears, can't get the cute lemon bear, and can't... can't...

The bears witnessed that I was hanging up for four days, but it was fine.

In the evening, the bear accompanied me to sleep. The feeling in the dream is better than the reality.

It’s a blessing in misfortune.

Third grade: broken cat