While sitting and resting in the museum, a cute little girl suddenly rushed over and hugged the leg of the handsome guy next to her tightly. The handsome guy was stunned for a moment, then asked the little girl with a smile: "Hello, what can I do for you?" The little girl looked at him with her big black eyes open, without saying a word. A lady came over, picked up the little girl and said with a smile, "This is not dad. How can your dad be so handsome?" The handsome guy had a smile on his face.

After the bus stopped at a service area on a section of the expressway from Zhengzhou to Shanghai, everyone on the bus came down to eat and rest. I walked slowly to the bathroom with a cigarette in my mouth. A friend came running quickly behind me. I was holding my breath while running. While untying his belt, he rushed into the toilet, and after a burst of crackling sounds, he heard a moan that was so satisfying. I understand that there are three urgent needs: hiccups, farts, and diarrhea. At that time, there were eight stalls on each side of the bathroom, but only three connected stalls were empty. My buddy occupied the first stall. I originally wanted to choose the last stall so that I could have a safe space with that buddy. Distance, after all, distance produces beauty. Who would have thought that before I opened the door, another person rushed over behind me with his pants lifted, shouting, "Brother, help me!" I rushed into the compartment and there was another burst of crackling, accompanied by a male's melancholy sound. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If I don't get in the middle, who will get in the middle. With a compassionate heart, I opened the door in the middle and just squatted down when the guy in front let out a long and graceful fart. I said sorry, I was so hungry. As soon as I finished speaking, there was another loud sound from behind. Fart, as if the unyielding soul of food is screaming. The deep voice of the buddy behind him then sounded: ...I was also silent, all words lost their meaning. At this time, the two strangers looked at each other and did not hear each other. The two strangers were sympathetic to each other. In order to express sympathy, the brother in front let go again. The guy behind the fart followed up without showing any signs of weakness. The two of them just finished singing and I came on the stage. This was the most amazing experience of going to the toilet in my life. I just squatted in the middle of the two of them and fired machine guns in front of them. The cannon roared from behind and I squatted down to listen to it with a lifeless expression. This was a shout, a roar, a voice coming from the depths of my soul. This was a symphony of farts! I don’t remember how many farts they both farted on each other, maybe ten or twenty. Anyway, I was almost driven crazy. I coughed on purpose, and the air was filled with embarrassment. The two brothers also restrained themselves. Many people often say that it’s a storm. There was always a quiet and peaceful evening before. Unfortunately, I didn’t understand this at that time. People also say that you can never wake up a person who is pretending to sleep. In the same way, you can never hold back a person who has diarrhea and farts like a flood. The embankment, everything was so caught off guard, and there was a burst of hellish sounds almost at the same time. One was as gentle as drizzle, continuous, and the other was as wild as thunder, crackling. The old man in front finally couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "Brother, why are you running here?" You are farting in a competition with me." The whole toilet burst into laughter. I felt the most in the middle. I laughed so hard that I almost lost my temper. Life is full of surprises because I laughed so hard that I even managed to hold in a fart...

A young couple was waiting for the elevator at the bottom of the building. A tough-looking little boy rode a small three-wheeler from a distance, and his mother followed behind. When the little boy saw someone at the elevator entrance, he had no time to brake. The tricycle gently bumped into the girl in front of him. The mother took two steps and gently touched the back of the little boy's head: What did you say if you hit your sister? Little boy: Sorry! The girl looked at the little boy and smiled. The boy gently touched the back of the girl's head: What do you say when someone says I'm sorry to you? Girl: It’s okay! This world is so nice.

After graduation, I worked in a testing unit. Once, my colleague and I were doing testing under an overpass. The two of us stood on a scaffolding several meters high and attached strain gauges. A mother and son passed by, and the mother said to the child, "You have to study hard, or you will be like those two uncles." We two graduate students...we ended up here just because we studied hard.

I can’t help but want to write a joke that will make me laugh for the rest of my life: When I was a freshman, the boss of the dormitory was a simple girl from the countryside. Every time she was helped by someone or she felt that others were doing better than her, she would be sincere. of praise. One time, I helped my boss make a key pendant. He was very happy and even praised me, "My little sister, you have such skillful hands." There was a girl in the dormitory who claimed to be shrewd. She said with disdain: "Boss, do you know that you always praise others, which makes you look particularly hypocritical?"

The scene was very embarrassing... The boss's face turned red and he blurted out: "Why do I always love to praise people? Tell me when I have praised you!" I still remember the shrunken girl's face...< /p>

One day, I was walking behind a mother and son and heard a conversation between the child and his mother. The child was about five or six years old.

The child: "Mom, I've been very troubled recently." Mother: "Why are you still worried?" Child: "I found out that there is a child in our class who is much smarter than me, and I can't even compare to him." Mother: "You are already very smart, it doesn't matter." Child: " But I also want to become so smart!" Mom: "Then you ask me how I became so smart?" Child: "Mom, I asked, he recently bought a new educational toy, so He's getting smarter." Mom: "I knew it was not as simple as I thought." Then his mother took him to the mall. . . I was in the back, feeling deeply that the routines used by children nowadays are really not that sophisticated!