The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
Some people say that childhood is like a bird, which can fly freely; Some people say that childhood is like grass, which can freely absorb the warmth of family; Others say that childhood is like a rainbow, which can weave endless happiness.
Some adults say that childhood should be happy, because life is short and you can be happy when you are unhappy; Some adults say that childhood needs knowledge and life lies in learning. How long will you stay without learning from you at this time? They are all adults and know more than I do. Who is right? I threw away my heavy schoolbag to seek happiness, and then my grades in some subjects dropped, which brought me the trouble of catching up. It seems that the former is not quite right. So I calmed down and said, "I don't listen to things outside the window, I just read sage books." Although my grades have improved, I still left my friends, and they are not entirely right.
Later, I tried to combine the two ways, just like the poem above said, "Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind", seeking knowledge in happiness, getting more fun in seeking knowledge, and making my childhood different. Now I am learning Chinese, which is definitely a challenge for me in primary school, but I believe that learning Chinese will definitely bring endless fun to my childhood. Chinese songs and short stories attract me deeply. Whenever I am tired of learning, a melodious melody and a touching story will bring me a fresh feeling, just like the land after a long drought and the fresh air after the rain, which gives me greater motivation to keep learning. It is a response to Yue Fei's words: "Don't be idle, it's sad for nothing." It is this knowledge that makes me stand here and tell the story of my childhood, adding a gorgeous stroke to my childhood.
"If the young don't work hard, the old will be sad." I will be like a small sapling, absorbing enough nutrients from the happy soil, growing into a towering tree, standing in the clouds and smiling at my childhood.