Describe the frustration of the characters, and the sad passages of the characters should have the p

When I think of the past, there must have been a pair of warm and thick hands caressing my hair, letting myself sobble or be in a daze, but now I can no longer feel this comfort, how can it not be sad. She sat on the threshold in a daze, holding her curled legs with both hands, sadness and longing solidified between her eyebrows, her eyes that were shining on weekdays were clouded, the tip of her nose was sour, and a stream of tears came out of her eyes, flowing to the corners of her mouth and into her mouth, salty, she pursed her mouth, she couldn't control herself anymore, let the tears rush wildly, she covered her face and cried bitterly.

When he saw his name prominently listed on the good news posted at the school gate, and when he saw the eye-catching "683" behind his name, his face was no longer enough to express with a smile, and he couldn't help clenching his fists and shouting "Wow". Then he rushed over and grabbed his bike and sped home, trying to tell his hard-working parents the exciting news as quickly as possible. The car was spinning rapidly, and its mind was thinking quickly, 683 points should be the scores of Peking University and Tsinghua University, should I report **?

The door was in sight, but the speed of the pedaling under his feet did not slow down at all.

The sweetest sugar in the world is sleeping pills, the gentlest disease is depression, the best soup is Meng Po soup, the most beautiful flower is the "other side flower", and the clearest river is the "Lethe River".

The aunt gave the brothers a beating and he was done.

The fellows see the fellows 1T1 map, and they gather together 11T1 every step of the way

What is it? Lalala, I don't know coming, coming, you stupid, you don't know?

Tears kept rolling in his eyes.

The teacher's concern made me feel like I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, which was really not a taste.

My nervous heart beat faster and faster, and I didn't dare to think about it xx I lowered my head timidly, not daring to look at my father's cloudy face.

I was afraid that the steering wheel would slip, and my heart would beat suddenly, and my palms would be sweaty.

His eyes were straight, and he muttered to himself, frightened and frightened, and his legs did not obey him, but trembled like chaff.

Looking at the broken bottles of bile tablets all over the floor, I opened my mouth nervously and stood there in a daze, feeling uneasy, if my father came back and found out, he would criticize me fiercely.

He withdrew his gaze from the blackboard in annoyance and glanced feebly ahead. As always, he felt a strong shock in his heart.