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Angelic children as children, growing up to become enemies? No, you're still a little angel

Angelic children as children, growing up to become enemies? No, you're still a little angel

I remember when my baby was a child, one day when she came home from kindergarten from school, she said that she wanted to give me a gift, and then she took out a sparkling little ring from the pen box of the small school bag and said that it was for my mother, who was a little fairy.

I was really touched at that time and I said, thank you baby, you are such a cute little angel.

Another time after elementary school, you ran home happily, sweating profusely, pulled a glass crystal out of your pocket, and said to me: Mom, send you a big diamond!

Angelic children as children, growing up to become enemies? No, you're still a little angel

When you're older, every time you save a little pocket money, you'll ask me: Mom, what gift do you like, I give it to you.

You live in junior high school, but you call me every day to talk about what it's like at school. Once I called and I asked you what was the matter? You say, Mom, nothing, I'm afraid you miss me, just give you a call.

You've been warm all the time.

Angelic children as children, growing up to become enemies? No, you're still a little angel

Until the first year of high school, you started to play games, and the grades fell down in a big way, and I didn't listen to you no matter what I said, so I roared at the Lion of Hedong, and I slammed the door and grabbed the mobile phone, and the bad words were against each other. You are hostile to me, complaining, and yoursing like an enemy.

It was only when I saw you arguing fiercely and sneaking into tears that I believed that there was still an angel living in your heart.

Angelic children as children, growing up to become enemies? No, you're still a little angel

You'll still give me a little hug when you get home from school, and before you go to bed at night, you'll still say to me, Mom, I slept, good night.

Children, we will never be enemies. You will always be the cutest little angel in my heart. You are the patron saint of your mother, your armor, and you are your mother's weakness. Mom just doesn't want you to take a detour because time can't be repeated. Now think about it, there may be a detour of scenery, and everyone will walk a section.

Angelic children as children, growing up to become enemies? No, you're still a little angel

Child, no matter what the road, I will accompany you. Around the corner of the road, there are phoenix blossoms, and there are you and me with warm smiles.

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