Childhood is like a dream, with our imagination in it. Childhood is like a flower, which contains our colorful life. Childhood is like a key, which can open the door to happiness. Childhood is like a song, which contains our happiness. Childhood is like a candy, which contains our sweet life. Childhood is like a bird, flying freely in the air. Childhood is like a book with endless knowledge.
2. What is childhood
Childhood is a fresh song. I use my immature hands to compose the days into a string of notes and jump between my fingers. Childhood is a pure blue painting. With clear eyes, I painted the years into a pure blue river, flowing in my heart. Childhood was picked up in a paddy field. That string of rice ears, in the long river of time, exudes golden light. When time is painted with sadness, when life fills my heart with hardships with tough hands. In my childhood, it sang softly and cheered in my silent heart, and precipitated into pearls in the river of time. In the silent night, I carefully put it into a string, a shiny necklace, which lit up my whole body and mind.
3. Childhood expectations
How many expectations, how many thoughts, fiery feelings burning childhood. I used to wear a small military uniform and spread excitement and joy all over the campus. After several beatings, trials and hardships, I know what is difficult. The future is not all Ma Pingchuan, and the ideal is by no means sweet talk. A few surprises, a few revels, and after the storm, it will be sunny. The expectation of childhood has finally come true, and the glorious years will not be far away.