得病以前，我受父母宠爱，在家中横行霸道，一旦隔离，拘禁在花园山坡上一幢

Sick before, I loved by their parents, the home of tyranny Once isolated and confined in a small house on the slope of the garden, I felt sideline, very frustrated them. One spring evening, the garden flowers in full bloom, parents hosted a dinner in the garden, guests gathered in a moment, laughing chats. I was in a small house on the slope, quietly lifted the curtain, a glimpse of the wider world garden, a bustling, their Gejie, cousins, interspersed meantime, Calvary beaming. In an instant, while being abandoned, left behind for the world of grief pocket on the heart, the ban does not burst into tears.

Before I got sick, I was pampered by my parents, in the home, once isolated, detained in a small house on the garden hillside, I suddenly felt into the cold palace, very depressed. One spring evening, the garden bloomed with flowers, parents in the garden to set up a banquet, a crowd of guests, laughing. I was in the hillside cabin, quietly set off the curtains, to see the garden in the world, a bustling, their brother-in-law, cousins, but also interspersed in between, each cheerful. A moment, a burst of abandonment, for the world's remaining grief and anger pocketed on the heart, can not help but cry up.

Before I got sick, I was loved by my parents and was domineering at home. Once I was isolated and detained in a small house on the hillside of the garden, I felt cold and depressed. One spring evening, the garden flowers in full bloom, parents in the garden banquet, for a while guests gathered, laughter overflowing. In the cottage on the hillside, I quietly lifted the curtains and peeped into the vast world of the garden. My brothers and sisters, cousins, were also interspersed with each other and were jubilant. All of a sudden, a while was abandoned, for the world left behind by the grief and indignation on the heart, can not help crying.<br>