What photos have you seen that make you cry? What's the story behind them?

There is an old photo of my young mother holding me happy, and I am pouting angrily. When was it taken? I don't remember at all. The most striking thing is that I am bald, like a tomboy. As soon as I see my big light ladle, I want to wipe my tears. All tears.

My mother didn't want me to have long hair since I was a child. To put it bluntly, she just doesn't want to tie my hair. Fortunately, I was strong and didn't let my hair die. Take the wool knitted by my mother as a headdress, and I will tie my hair slowly like this. Joke, how to mix without femininity? At least she is a little girl. Oh, when I was young, a little girl in my class admitted to having lice, but I was so lucky to be infected. My hair itches so much that I want to go crazy. Mom then discussed with me to get a haircut. As soon as I heard that I didn't have to catch lice all day and all night, I couldn't wait to agree. At that time, my mother took a look at my father, and my father immediately understood. Unfortunately, ginger is still old and spicy. I didn't expect them to do such a thing to my hair.

On the way, I was wondering if I should get a mushroom head or something. I was flattered and didn't think too much.

When I got to the barber shop, my dad said to get a haircut. I was sitting in a barber's chair, uneasy but excited. My father secretly said to the barber, shave your head. What? At that time, I was still immersed in my dream and didn't care too much. But the more I talk, the less I feel. Why is this getting shorter and shorter? I was wondering at that time. First use scissors, and finally use scissors directly. I said goodbye to my hair so much that I didn't react. I'm too late to resist. I can't let him take it back for me. Unhappy, sipping his mouth, the barber said it looked good. At that time, all the people waiting for a haircut answered, and my dad promised me a few dollars, so I left. After that, I didn't trust my parents, these liars, huh.

However, trouble is coming. I shaved my head and became a school landscape. I remember it very clearly. That was grade one. Don't ask me why I remember it so clearly. I don't know. I've forgotten everything that happened recently. It happened that the previous events just happened. The students are pointing. None of the girls and boys want to play with me. I am so angry. I chose to die.

The biggest headache for me is that I am stopped from going to the ladies' room. I have to take off my pants to prove that I am a girl. You girls, I won't go with you. I choose to hold my breath and break into the toilet at home every time I go home. My mother was surprised. I used to value food more than my mother, but now I value the toilet more than food. That's how my mother came up with it

I went to school at the speed of light and scolded the little girls who wouldn't let me go to the bathroom to bully me. Scared them for a while, they didn't cry, I cried, so wronged, the more I cried, the more excited I became. My mother insisted on dragging me to the photo studio to take a picture to soothe my broken heart.

Looking at the photos now, the only feeling is, fortunately, I am a girl. If I were a little boy, how many Xiao Ni would be harmed.