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一日,我端来一盆清水,叫儿子洗那脏兮兮的手。我帮他撸起袖子,突然发现手臂上画满了乱七八槽的东西。他也看到了,连忙将袖管扯下,捉住袖口不让看了。到底画了些什么,怎么问他,他都不说。他的脾气就是这样,越问得紧,他藏得越严。算了,我不问他了。过了一会儿,我又轻轻对他说:“画的什么,妈妈都不给青呀?”“不,你会打我的。”我想把这个秘密掏出来,于是我对他说:“我保证不会打你,你给我看看。”“不行,这是我的秘密。”“我给你绝对保守秘
On the 1st, I brought a pot of water and called my son to wash his dirty hand. I helped him pull up his sleeves, suddenly found arm full of chaos seventy-eight things. He also saw, and quickly pull off the sleeve, to prevent cuffs from looking. In the end what was drawn, how to ask him, he did not say. This is his temper, the more tightly he hides, the more he hides. Forget it, I do not ask him. After a while, I said softly to him: ”What’s the painting, my mother does not give it?“ ”No, you will hit me.“ ”I want to take this secret out, so I’m right He said: “I promise you will not hit you, you show me. ” “No, this is my secret. ” "I give you absolutely conservative