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　　At the time,I would go out in the evening with my parents．But this time I had borrowed a bicycle from a friend of mine．I didn't know why,but once I was on my own bicycle,a kind of free feeling flooded through me．The faster I rode,the faster I wanted to go!Far ahead,I rode as if my life depended on it,head down,hands grasping the hand bars．I meant to get to Jinghai Bar as fast as I could．

　　Oh!My hands!Don't come any closer…Don't touch me!That poor doctor just couldn't get my gloves off．Each time he took a step towards me,I broke into painful shouting．Much later,I discovered that I had crashed(碰撞)heavily with another bicycle,and I hadn't spoken one word of sense for at least three hours!After some time,my mother arrived at the hospital,her face as white as a sheet,and gave me a hug(拥抱),only then did the doctor begin to stitch(缝合)my head wound,not only did he merrily cut off a long lock of my hair,but used no anaesthetic(麻药)either!Later,I seemed to hear faraway voices saying that my right hand was broken．I almost burst into tears．How would I ever play the piano again?

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　　John liked to wear his hair very long．Some of his friends thought it looked like a girl's hair, but they never made jokes about it, because John was a big strong man and he didn't think jokes about his hair funny．

　　John always went to the barber's twice a month to have his hair cut and washed, and one day the barber said to him．“Now why don't you let me cut most of this hair off and make your head tidy?Nobody will recognize(认出)you if I do that．I'm sure．”

　　John said nothing for a few seconds and then he said,“perhaps you are right, but I am sure that nobody will recognize you, either, if you do that to my hair．”

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