Words about jokes

One day, Xiaojun wrote a composition in the classroom: My home.

Xiaojun wrote: "There are three people in my family, my parents and me. When we go out every morning, the three of us go our separate ways. "

Raise the darts and go your own way. In the dead of night, all roads lead to the same goal. Father is an architect, pointing at the construction site every day; Mom is for sale.

Freight forwarder, in the store every day; I am a student, and I am in a daze in the classroom every day. There are three people in my family who stink.

Like-minded, family harmony, but when my grades are not good, my father also fights with each other and severely hits me five times.

I threw myself on the ground, and my mother stood by and never tried to be brave. "