My beloved object was a bear that my mother gave me on my birthday, and my mother came home late that day, when my family put the bear by my bedside.
Black skin color is small and dark, eyes big, nose short, hands short legs, sleep with me every day, forget to accompany me like my mother, I see it like seeing my mother, every time my parents say me, I will cry loudly, every time I dare not tell my parents, I will secretly tell him, talk to him, he can talk, but he will only say hello, but I am still very happy, he has been with me for many years, but the bear's cloth is broken, it is like my friend, and like my family, Like a relative, and more like a victim, I feel that it is not an ordinary toy, and very much like an audience, listening to me quickly every day, listening to me sing quickly, and I have every unique moment, as if it is all there.
This is my favorite toy, its advantages should be my shortcomings, my shortcomings seem to be its advantages, she is like a can not speak, can not express, a friend of mine, do you like? I liked it very much.