When sending the child to school in the morning, he fell down downstairs. His left leg was full of flesh and blood, and his right knee was painful. He couldn’t wear high heels any more. Sneakers can only match jeans, while jeans can only match fat and large long T-shirts to cover the fat body. Walking on the way to work, I felt stiff and uncomfortable. In the morning, a beautiful colleague came to add soil to the flower bowl in my office. I dared not move awkwardly and could only sit at the table like a zombie. Frustration. When I was backing up in the community after work, I cleaned the wall. When I was cooking at noon, I received a phone call. The pot was on fire and oil splashed on my face. A big piece of soybean skin was broken. Scars are inevitable. Women rely on a face, although they are not beautiful women, they are also very sad. My daughter comforted me with concern, saying that she was extremely satisfied. It’s all because of the bad mood in the morning. Anyway, wear it brighter in the afternoon. If you go through bad luck, you can’t pretend to be a mould. After making a few faces in the mirror, you can go out proudly. In the afternoon, I smiled brightly and went to each department every Monday. From the 13th floor, every step of happiness, every step of happiness, knee pain, heart can tolerate this pain. The osmanthus trees in front of the office building were swaying and fragrant, and my mind was full of: there must be my couplet in the cicada Palace, which reminded me of my daughter’s senior high school entrance examination tomorrow, and I was more excited. In the evening, I sent a text message to my husband: no matter how excellent a man is, it is unnecessary if he has no time to accompany you. At night, I sat on the hanging chair, turned the stereo to the maximum, took headphones and listened to maps. By the way, I shook my head and played with my mobile phone. Happiness is also a day, sorrow is also a day.

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