Egg fried rice

I'm sorry, teacher, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, uncle, I'm sorry. Recently, a group of young people, they apologized, too. I'm sorry, everyone. It's like we've spent our whole lives apologizing, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry about the world. I'm sorry, just because we're young, so something seems to be wrong, but are we really wrong? When I was 16 years old, I liked the girl in the same class because she had an angel smile, a soft voice like the wind, a face that was so clean that the clouds of the sky could not stop at that time, and bright eyes that made the stars dark. I didn't do anything out of the ordinary, just like to read her songs and watch the sun come home. Later, when my parents found out, I apologized: I was wrong... I apologize, but I still love her at heart, but I never give up because, like, it's wrong? Is he wrong just because I'm a 16-year-old? No, loving someone is absolutely clean and right in itself. Why else would we spend our lives chasing after love? But in my mind, he was right, he didn't like it, thank you. At the age of 18, my brother was bullied by the school boy, beat him every day, laughed at him, threw his books and clothes into the toilet. He couldn't bear to ask us for help, so we had the best six people to play, and we had a fight with 10 of them, and he didn't win, because both sides were hurt. But my brother never went to the toilet to get clothes. Of course, the teacher knows again. So we were called by one to be trained, then we wrote a review, and then we apologized to the whole school: sorry, we were wrong... Although I apologized, I felt proud and happy because I fought back for the dignity of my best brother and for human dignity. For, is it wrong for us to rise up and rise up against the forces of evil? Or are we going to have to put up with it? Is he wrong just because I'm an 18-year-old student? No, defending dignity is itself an absolutely clean and right thing! What else do we have to do with dignity? The worst thing in the world is that we have to apologize for something that is right. When we are grown up, we are always bragging to see some green bravery suffocated on the screen. We always write words like this or that inflaming words to celebrate the cleanest love of the flawless age, so that we can be satisfied with a single compliment. In reality, however, we continue to strangulate the buds as if he were a plague, a mouse, a fly, and had to be eliminated. It was forgotten that, at the age of them, he had been so innocent, that he was now thinking occasionally and then quietly proud. Did we just drop alligator tears? But there are still so many young people who continue these stories, these brave, these reckless, these clean. Because we're so young, so simple, and we think that the right thing has to be done, even if we end up apologizing, but I'm proud to apologize for the right thing! It's a cool thing! It's pride and bravery, like a meal wrapped in eggs and eggs, and my young life wrapped around it with a little onions of onions and hair. If it's useful to apologize, what do I have to be young for? I see. Will it ever happen again? Yes