I am an injured bird.

Today is Sunday, more than three in the afternoon, I was beaten by my father.

After eating lunch for more than two hours, Dad is going to Zhuji, let me help him to pour a cup of tea, I am writing homework, hurriedly took the tea bottle from the upstairs, and when I walked on the stairs, I fell. The tea bottle was smashed.

Dad yelled downstairs, I said that the tea bottle was broken. Dad yelling, it’s useless. Just because I was embarrassed by this incident, I was very angry, my tears reached my eyes, and I was pushed down. I was strong and did not cry. After the father left, the tears could not hold back. I went to wash my face, cleaned up everything, went back and wrote homework. But my heart is not a taste, so uncomfortable, but I did not cry, I held my tears in my stomach, I felt so bitter and bitter in my heart, a tear seemed like a stone slammed into my heart, and I fell down all of a sudden. .

I am a weak, wingless bird, and I don’t want to fly.

Instructor: Zhou Xianying