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14.12.2019 07:14
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There is a pot of wantonly growing cactus in my room, which was given to me by my father. I think this also represents my father's deep love and care for me. My father is a poor speaker and has little education. He rarely speaks all day. Since the pot of cactus broke into my life, I found out that my father's good intentions were the first final exam of the elementary school. The students were nervously preparing for the exam. They took classes much more than usual. I can only sit on the bed alone and lazily flip through the books-I am sick, and my stomach hurts every day, so I can only twitch every day Cheap Cigarettes. Sure enough, the test was expected to be a complete mess. I couldn't help but doubt my life. "Why so bad" and "Why are you sick before the test?" It was like "100,000 whys" all day, full of self-blame. But my father gave me a small pot of cactus. I could hardly see the green, only the dark red soil. I was a bit disgusted. My father didn't say too much. "You will understand my intention." After that, they left. Although I do n��t want to see this black ��guy��, but in order to live up to my father ��s intentions, I still take care of it carefully. It grows day by day, it is lush, it is a favorite, and I finally understand the truth . No longer that decadent, I woke up and slumbered all night Newport Cigarettes Coupons, with a few hard-to-resolve questions in my heart, and suddenly I glanced at the cactus. It bloomed! It was blooming under the thunderstorm, and the middle of the yellow petals of the goose was detached from the small flowers and small stamens. It was very cute. Look out the window, the rain was pouring and the thunder was booming. In this environment, the flower heart is even more touching, and there is a kind of tenacity in tenderness. I got up and solved the problem, and fell into a dream. what! I finally understood my father's intention. He just sharpened my will and learned the tenacity of the cactus Carton Of Cigarettes. Yeah, life is like walking on the balcony blindfolded. If you do n��t fall, how can you measure strength with your heart? Plants are also affectionate, like it! Because it has the intention that my father loves me. |
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