This is a book that is most suitable for reading in our times. Simple, fresh and warm words teach people to care and cherish life, arouse the best feelings in people's hearts, and show their truest feelings and greatest love. Feel life and death in the irresistible brilliance of human nature ...
This book is suitable for all people over nine years old. This is the best gift for all good hearts.
Summary of additional content:
There is no desire to complete. I guess you'll call it that. Every time I think about it, I am very moved. I have to mention my sister. I call her "Ya Dan". Her real name is Yadanting, but I always call her "Duck Egg". I guess my parents must regret naming my sister "Yadanting". Now everyone calls her "Tina", and my sister herself has always wanted to hide the name "Yadanting".
"Yadanting" has become a scandal in our family. Our family often wants to hide their names and is unwilling to tell others. It's like the usual plot in detective novels. The family tried every means to hide a skeleton in the closet of the living room from strangers.
So now everyone only knows her name as "Tina", and everyone just calls her "Tina", but I don't care so much, I still call her "Ya Dan", so that she can know that although she is so elegant in front of outsiders, I still know her background!
Anyway, our brother and sister are enemies. She won't even lend me her pen now. She insisted that I didn't cherish her pen at all and scribbled everywhere. Anyway, I just didn't lend it to me. I had to pay for my own money and go out to the store to buy pens by bike. We had a terrible quarrel this time, but it's not who really hates who, just like when other brothers and sisters quarrel in the world, but if they are angry.
I said I'll buy a pen myself this time. Even if she kneels on the ground and kowtows to me ten thousand times in the future, I won't let her break her pen again. She said that even if the sun rose in the west, she wouldn't do it. She also asked me to buy my own pen at once, and I'd better buy another eraser. She never wants to see my eraser dirty like mud again.
I pushed open the door in a rage and said loudly, "We'll see, we'll see! I hate you this time, I hate you! I will never come back! "
My sister said, "That's great, you should never come back!" " "
"You will regret it! You will regret what you said,' Duck Egg'! If I die one day, you will regret it! "
But she said, "Don't worry, I won't. I am so happy! " Let's go, and don't ever call me' duck egg' again! "
I slammed the door, got in the car and left.
I was killed by a truck.