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03.12.2019 07:08
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Everyone knows that they will be cut off after the fall, but there are also many sorrows in the rainy season. The rain was dripping, every drop of water seemed to hit my heart, every time in the rainy season, my father's legs would hurt, just like poking on it with a needle. I remember one time, I wanted to go out and play. When the weather was gloomy, my dad said it would be another day Newport Cigarettes, but I thought it was my dad who didn't want to take me out and didn't like me. So there was a gap between me and my dad. I ignored my dad for a long time, but just one day, I heard my dad and mom talk. I walked through the door of their room and suddenly heard them talking about Dad's legs. I stood quietly at the door of the room, listening to them saying that Dad's leg had undergone surgery. It would hurt my leg on cloudy and rainy days. When I heard this, I knew Dad. Why didn't you take me out last time. I cried. I know my dad paid me a lot, many times. When it was cloudy, I asked my dad to take me out to play. My dad never took me out to play. It turned out that he just kept pain and did n��t tell me of. Now that I know, I will not be willful. Now I know that in the sixth grade, Dad's leg was operated on. He didn't take good care of it at that time, so he had sequelae. Whenever the rainy season comes, his leg always hurts. Most people like the rainy season, and I don't like it at all. After going to junior high school, I paid less and less to my dad sooner or later. During the summer vacation, Dad's leg pain was committed again. I saw my father hurt, but I could not help but watch it quietly Wholesale Cigarettes. During the summer vacation, I help my dad rub his legs as soon as I have time. I know this won't make my dad no longer hurt his legs, but it can alleviate some of the pain for my dad. It is also good. Spring rain is as expensive as oil. Proverbs reflect people's love of rain. The water on the road passed over people's feet for a while, and they pooled together like streams of water flowing into the ground. Slowly, the rain stopped, and the sober air that opened the window rushed forward, so comfortable! In a hurry, a colorful rainbow appeared in the sky. Even so, I still don't like that I hate rain, not because there is a rainbow after the rain. I hate rain, not because the farmer uncle would be happy after the rain. I hate rain, not because it can nourish the earth Parliament Cigarettes. I hate rain, not because it can make everything grow and the earth is full of life. I hate rain, because my dad's legs hurt. So it's not just the autumn that has sorrow and the rainy season. |
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