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Dear Mom and Dad, The annual college entrance examination is around the corner.On this special occasion,how I wish I could have a heart-to-heart talk with you. I took a small vessel came to the mother's side, is entering the soul of that little in life. "It's your choice?" Angel asked, "when to give up the noble angels, and must choose when a human?" I said: "Angels do not love ... ..." As a result, I am officially in a few months to come The human world. The first is to see my father's smile, the second eye can see is her mother's tears. I grew up is very happy, a happy family and there is no shortage of what the environment. That does not mean that my family is very rich, but at least will not lack food, lack of clothing, lack of shelter, lack of playing ... ... together with a short span of seven years, our family has ushered in a small life, he was our Baby, I take great pleasure to take him! And his father, mother, my heart is the paramount family, no one more important than they are. When I grow up gradually, slowly I found that the hearts of the little devil, this is the angel who I had not been there before. But I will still only a small pressure to the devil in my heart, I really do not regret it at the time to get rid of it, it will bring the devil is not devoid of evil. For a not very wealthy families, efforts to make more money so that his wife and children has become a happier life as a husband and father. Just because the mother gave birth to his younger brother, a baby can not be separated from the mother, the family of all expenditures by the father to bear, which simply made him more important responsibilities, he had to make more efforts to more to fight. But every one can not imagine that the father's and mother's efforts are mostly concentrated in the maternal newborn infants who, before the seven or eight-year-old physical restraint in reducing cases of depression could finally broke the hearts of the devil Out, he is a little bit of soul to the devil by corrosion of ... ... This led to the life of degradation for the first time. It taught me the devil to steal home for the first time take a few dollars, was found not only for the devil is a better corrosion space, the body has begun to learn to look strange smile. Then after time, to see the case of money has become a matter of course, which has long been his hands dirty, too dirty cause vomiting. In the evolution of things, finally know the parents of the children wrong. A theft, was caught by his father, the father of dyspnea with sticks and severely weak and the smoking body, all of a sudden, the Devil injured, was wounded by an angel of goodness, I cried, really very sad to cry, Naqi Dao Cijin even have their own ideas chest. But I can not do, my mother gently kissed his forehead asked me where it hurt? There hurt? Two large tears from my eyes get out, drop in the hands, feet, which also includes mother's tears, at this moment, the pain is not physical, but the heart. In this way, the image of his father's dignity in my heart to put up high, and this is what I have seen my father, a strong but not vulnerable to those who show up at the same time, this is the first time I learned that the two different Love, and everyone will love these two grow up. My father's sense of dignity in which gradually became a long-term fear, I fear the angry father, I fear even more afraid of criticizing his father's father's "love of education." This is so my young mind gradually dare to talk about his father's deep heart, what has been contradictory, just look for essentially telling the mother or suppressed in their hearts that this form of a illness, the devil is left behind The curse: the family-autistic. I get in front of parents say that they rarely talk about things, even when guests come, as a result of fear and dare not say something wrong and talk to people. If you continue along this way, I may be able to gradually erase the curse of the devil. But it seems that my idea was too naive, and the devil's curse is also an extension, it has not gone the power. I found the weak ignorance of the circle, which is a very beautiful face of tremendous flowers. This is my circle of the preliminary understanding that it is very beautiful, but still surrounding the release of dangerous thickness and dense atmosphere. I fled! The devil was filthy, I was no longer an angel! My character, a number of interests at the same time also been distorted, I can not believe the change was so obvious that I was afraid of their own, not dare to face reality, for example, will introduce legislation in their own distorted mirror in front of the plane into a mirror ball , Which have seen their own has become abstract, it is no longer true to. I smiled again as strange demonic smile. I am irrational with the blessing of the devil once again extend my hands of the evil, this time, I have the soul of a more dirty, the corrosion has been almost the same, I almost let himself fall. When I became almost the devil's food, almost the devil in order to be able to victory in the revival of the gesture, my father, a great saint again, then he will be tough stance against one's demons, I will The soul from darkness to save, this time with holy water for my father wash the dirty hands, make up the Word with me was the soul of corrosion, Youku I, with my father's tears and holy water to wash the soul I like to start again angelic wings. This time, the devil lost, it disappeared with a curse.Dad, Mom. I love you, I am willing to let the seven-color flowers Saman our home, so that the seeds of love continues, we must ... ... 7