One day I went shopping. There's a steel bar in the clothes store? Or something else just like this kind of decoration. It was a holiday, so there were a lot of people! That hit me under my knee and draw a line. Blood flowed on the spot.

When I frying steak at a party with my friends, the hot oil splashed on my fingers and then I washed with cold water, but still left a scar.

I accidentally stepped the cat's toy in the living room, tripped, and then scraped my knee and face!

At that time, I was playing with my eyes closed. I only felt a little pain when my chin hit the wall, I think it's okay. But when I turned around, everyone was stunned and my chin was full of blood.

I was too confident to cut the vegetables. Then I cut my hand and sewed three stitches.

They were all impulsive when they were young, but they did have some patterns.

Because the benign cyst at the back of my neck is inflamed, it needs to be removed. So I went for a minor operation and had a new scar after the operation. Because this is my first operation, I call it a symbol of a new experience in life.It's behind my neck. Because I can't see it, I don't care about it at most of times, but occasionally someone will ask me when they see it.

I got that scar when I was traveling in Philippines. I was going to take a diving lesson that day and I took a local motorcycle. When I got off, my leg touched the exhaust pipe accidentally. I was timid to cause a trouble in a foreign country, so me and the local driver were quite peaceful at that time. I even went on diving then. While later it turns out that it was one of the most serious injuries during my life. It festered for several days, painful and bitter. It wasn't finished until scab formed. Anyway, I’m fine now and the scar is not so obvious after 3 years. I think it has been a part of my body, my memory and my life.

Forehead. hit the tractor

When I was in primary school, because there was one more bone on my right knee, which affected my walking, I had to deal with it surgically. At that time, my mother chose the imported traceless line in order to keep me from leaving scars. To me, my scar constitution was not completely traceless, and even there were some growth lines next to it, but it had been peaceful with me for more than ten years and accepted it gladly.

Like a tattoo, full of memory, I like it very much, and I hope to have it next time.

It was too cold. Frostbite grew on my fingers. After crusting, I stripped it off, leaving a hole.

There is a short white scar on the palm of my hand, and then there is this scar before I have a clear memory, so I didn't know it was a scar at the beginning. I don't remember what caused the scar, but it should be a sharp tool, maybe a knife or other sharp tools.

The existence of scars always makes me remember the stone road that afternoon. I often leave scars with clear and unforgettable memories.

The lighter is exquisitely packaged in plastic, and the phenomenon is very beautiful. The melted plastic drops on the arm and burns a small hole, which takes a long time to grow

It's usually easy to hit the corner of the table or the foot of the bed when walking

It was on the way to MIDI music festival. The sunglasses on the motor car slipped and scratched