when I was 5 years old, I have a friend named H. We normally play and do homework together. One day, she brought paper and crayons to my house. She said: "do you want with me not painting." Of course, I replied. Actually, that day, I looked at her crayons because I like them very much. They are beautifully decorated and bright colors. Suddenly, her mother called. she's very fast and forget about the crayons in my house. I secretly glad. I immediately hid them very well. the day after that, I avoid her. I think she would tell my mother and reclaim crayons. she did not do that. a week later, after school, I heard her family moved away. My mother said she wanted to see me last time but wisdom is
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