Didn't you notice? A little rabbit doll is hiding by the tree in the distance. Its ears droop timidly and then lift up excitedly when it hears your voice. It looks at you secretly, and unnoticedly reveals a section of its white and soft ears. Have you forgotten it? You once hugged it tenderly and tightly when you were little. But for whatever reason, you threw it away. After you threw it in the trash can, it became very dirty, its fur was no longer white and soft, and there were a few big black patches of dirt on it, but it didn't matter. Before it came to you, it had repaired itself well. It had searched everyone it knew to make itself as clean as before. Can you please, please hug it again?
It doesn't matter if you don't want to, after all, an adult would not be embarrassed to hug his doll in public.
Then please tell it clearly and it will cremate itself. I will never bother you again.
Intention: Don't throw away the good things, they are treasures