I caught a cold again when it was cold, so I went to the hospital to hang water. There was a little boy hanging water beside me. His father was holding him and hanging water. I sat on the seat and hung water. I had been sitting down for a while, and began to close my eyes and recuperate when I felt nothing was wrong. I suddenly heard that don’t move, it’s hard to do, aunt is hanging water. I opened my eyes and saw the little boy beside me rolling my dropper up and down with his hands. I looked really worried that the little boy accidentally took out the needle in my hand or pulled off the end on the salt bottle with his hand, and said quickly: Don’t move your hands. I didn’t know that little boy said: I just touched it gently with my hands. After saying that, I didn’t mean to remove my hand, but I still got the dropper up and down. Seeing him so cute, I asked him how old he was. He didn’t gnaw at first, turned his head to one side, and couldn’t get his hands back. After a while, his hands couldn’t rest, and he came to get the Dropper again. I asked him again: How old are you? This time he stretched out three fingers and said: three years old. He started to sing and was very happy to see him. I said you sang very well, and I want to praise you. Now he is happier. Singing more vigorously, his father was still sleeping. He sat on his father’s leg and gently twisted his body and sang. I think it’s really good for such a young child to sing several songs, besides, this little boy is very beautiful. I asked: Who taught you to sing? Teacher. Do you go to school? What songs can you sing? Please sing some more for me. The little boy sang two songs again. Although his tongue was not so clear, he was quite devoted to his expression, and he didn’t feel strange and shy at all. Maybe he doesn’t know how to be shy! With such a lively and lovely little boy, time flies. In a flash, his salt water was hung up and he pulled out the needle. His father helped him hold down the needle pulling place on his hand. I talked to him a few words: Your son is really beautiful and smart, and he can sing many songs. He said that his teacher taught him. As a father, when he heard someone praising his child, it was really sweeter than eating honey, a bright smile appeared on his face. He said: We just started a small class. Yes, he has been able to sing several songs. He picked up his son and stood up and said to the child: Say goodbye to the aunt. The child waved to me very obediently, smiled and said sweetly: Bye-bye, aunt! I smiled and waved to him: Goodbye! As we grow older, we gradually feel old, but I think each of us should be old-minded. I was very lucky to meet such a happy child when I was taking intravenous drip, which made me feel relaxed and happy even the boring time of taking intravenous drip. Keep a little childlike heart in your heart, and let yourself be in a childlike heart and a happy life every day.

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