Complete works of three-level weekly diary

I have a lovely little cousin with two braids and big watery eyes. My little cousin is two years younger than me. When I think of my little cousin, I can't help thinking of it ... I was only 5 years old and my little cousin was 3 years old. One day, my mother was not at home, and my aunt came to my house to play with my little cousin. I had a good time with my little cousin. My mother is back. My mother gave it to me from the outside. But my mother gave the doll to my little cousin. I am sad. I ran to the room alone and began to cry. I cried and thought, mom, I am your daughter. Why do you want to see your little cousin? I stubbornly believe that my mother doesn't love me at all. I was so angry that I stopped crying and sat alone in my room sulking. With a creak, the door opened. It turned out to be my little cousin, and I was angry when I looked at her. I didn't good the spirit ground say; Why did you come to my room? You play with dolls! ! My little cousin doesn't seem to know that I am angry with her. She shouted "Sister Lingling, Sister Lingling" around me. I was a little impatient and turned my head away. My little cousin looked at me doubtfully, her big eyes kept turning and turning, as if she were asking me. What happened? Suddenly she seemed to understand, went to the living room and brought the doll in. My little cousin said to me. Does sister like it? I don't want it, sister. After I handed you the doll, I was never angry again. I giggled with the doll in my arms. My little cousin smiled when he saw that I was not angry. Two little tiger teeth were exposed and began to bark around me again. We both had a good time. I didn't know my mother was right until I grew up. Up to now, the doll is still there.