Can't forget your good

　

You are the most beautiful flower of my life. It added a bit of brilliant color to my life. I can't forget those happy times I spent with you.

Although I can't see it, you never dislike me, and in order to make my life richer, you always have to take me with you when you go out. You led me to my neighbor's house to listen to the TV series. Take me to play with your classmates. When some children scold me, or say something ugly, you will stand up to protect me and help me blow those children away.

Go with you to the vegetable field to pick vegetables, go to the cotton field to pick cotton. Although these things have passed for many years, I still remember them vividly. You're constantly working there, and I'm just touching here and there, curious about the cotton trees, the cotton balls, and the flowers that bloom inside the cotton balls. I picked a cotton ball for you, but you told me I couldn't pick it. Wait until it opens and pluck the flowers inside. So I also picked a few cottons like you did, and in an hour or so, I had plucked all the open cotton. I touched the basket full of white cotton, soft and soft, and my heart was full of joy. Thank you for taking me into nature and letting me know what cotton is. It's like snowflakes in winter. Also like your pure and good heart.

Your kindness to me reminds me of the creepy thing that happened when I graduated from elementary school.

You and mom picked me up at school, and the three of us came to the boat dock. Mom went to buy a ferry ticket, and you and I sat there waiting for her. Unexpectedly, you were targeted by two traffickers, one of whom took all my school supplies, and the other of whom talked to you and said that she could take you to get those school supplies back. He also said that the man took our stuff uselessly and would most likely be thrown nearby.

You take the human trafficker's words for granted. So I only said hello and followed the traffickers. And I didn't know that there were still human traffickers in society, so I didn't stop your behavior.

This scene was just seen by the mother who bought a ferry ticket and returned. Mom desperately told you not to go. But no matter what your mother calls you, you don't look back, you just keep following the liar. It feels like you've been drugged by a human trafficker. Mom was angry. She's going to leave you alone. She rarely went out, and did not understand the sinister nature of the human heart at all. Fortunately, an old man said to his mother: Don't let her go. Let her go, you won't see her for the rest of your life. Listening to the old man's words, my mother woke up like a dream. So I gave you a slap, and you stopped, but your eyes were still fixed on the trafficker, and your mother wasted a lot of effort to pull you back. Thanks to the old man's reminder, otherwise the whole family would have spent their entire lives in the pain of losing you. Especially me, I really can't imagine the days without you around. I only know that I am happy with you.