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  • This is an ordinary key, an old key, a useless key, but it is my treasure, the most beautiful treasure.

    Every time I see it, the mind will remember the unforgettable past.

    On that day, I was about to go out when it was made by my mother. " Put the rubbish downstairs! My dad and you come back late today, got the keys!" I should say, pick up keys and the band will go downstairs.

    One downstairs, I saw an old street cleaners cleaning garbage, in the summer, he shoveled trash smelly black. I saw him just to see the plague, immediately to maintain distance, in the two meters away from the local hit, "wind " sound, flew into the dustbin garbage.

    The day passed quickly, I came home from school, just want to open the heart, confused, key? Where did it go? Although the tree cicada kept shouting, I hand it to cool as ice. Pocket, bag, I looked everywhere, but no.

    " Little sister, what are you looking for?"

    " I ... ... I am looking for ... ... Nothing ah!" I turned back to look, was at the old man, pushing a bicycle station there. I immediately panicked, busy back a few steps.

    " Is it right? Can't find the keys, to go into the house?"

    " Hello ... ... What are you trying to do?" My heart impeach impeach jump," in you tube!"

    Is it right?" This string?" He holds the key in front of me shaking.

    Yes, that is my, silver open door of guard against theft, the golden gate opened, how in he there? I didn't want to, he grabbed it, I ran into his hand, let me feel pain rough.

    " This morning I saw when picking up trash. You accidentally threw it into the box. I want you to come back so the afternoon on, ride to find you."

    I don't know what to do.

    Be more careful next time"."

    Before I could answer, say thank you, he pushed the car away. Watched him go far of figure, I suddenly felt his heart is so pure, so beautiful, he must know I hate him, think he 's work, tired of his dirty. He don't care, I don't care a bit. Yeah, not his dirty, and what we will have a net? The keys are in my hands of heavy.

    Now, I have to move, but I still treasure the keys, at the same time, also will be the most beautiful, the most beautiful people treasure in the heart.