Some people think boys with pot heads are ugly. Don’t you like boys with pot heads too?

I remember when I was a kid, as long as a boy in our class had a pothead, he would become the laughing stock of the whole class. At that time, I also thought that this hairstyle was really ugly. Why would some adults give their children such hairstyles? , just like the traitors in ancient times, some parents cut their children's hair at home in order to save money. They usually put a bowl or a small basin on the head and cut along the shape of the head.

At that time, people from the countryside would come to pick up hair for haircuts. I don’t know how much it cost to cut my hair. Because I was a girl, I rarely cut my hair. I remember one time when my hair was very long. , someone cut my hair at that time, and then my parents sold my hair. I cried for a long time about this matter, because it was very short, just like a boy, and a girl cut her hair like that. How could I go to school like this? Later, when I went to school, I was laughed at by my classmates for a long time, saying that I was like a tomboy. I went home and cried for a long time about this incident, and kept complaining about why they wanted to sell my hair. It won't cost much.

Actually, I know that they didn’t sell my hair for money. It’s just that it takes too much time to wash my hair every time, and it always falls out easily. Cutting it can grow better hair again, but I just couldn't face my classmates. The other girls all had long hair, and I looked like a boy. I didn't think anyone could accept it. During that time, every day was like a year. I wanted to run to a place where no one was around after class. I hid and waited for class before returning to my seat. After school, I never went out to play with my classmates. Instead, I sneaked home alone because I was afraid that others would talk about me behind my back and say that I looked like a boy. My parents I cut off all my hair for money, so I was feared by people. Maybe that’s it. I remember one time, I don’t know who said that I was in a relationship with a boy. I cried for two classes because of this. , and later ran to tell the class teacher, but still don’t know who that person is.