I MADE PIZZA FOR MY NIECE TWO DAYS AGO, AND SHE HAD SOME CORN AND SAUSAGE LEFT. SHE LOVED CORN SO MUCH THAT SHE WENT TO THE SUPERMARKET TO BUY CORN AND SHE WANTED TO CARRY IT ALL THE WAY HOME. SHE CALLED SAUSAGE MEAT, BUT SHE DID LOVE MEAT, TOO, AND DONTON SHOUTED “MEAT”. THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY, SHE WENT BACK TO THE GATE AND SENT HER THROUGH SECURITY. LAA DREAM, FLY DIRECTLY WITH HER. SHE'S A YOUNG WOMAN. SHE'S VERY GOOD AND UNDERSTANDING. BY THE WAY, I LOVE TO EAT CORN AND SAUSAGE, AND I FEEL LIKE I'M IN BREAD, AND I'VE GOT A DELICIOUS SALAD SAUCE AND CHEESE, EVEN THOUGH I'VE HAD DINNER, BREAD COMES OUT OF THE OVEN, I CAN'T HELP BUT EAT ONE, I CAN'T HELP BUT FEEL GUILTY。