Like a fleeting meteor in the night sky,
Can't catch it, and can't keep it.
Childhood troubles, childhood happiness,
But it is deeply imprinted in my heart,
As a happy memory,
Keep it forever.
Recalling the troubles and happiness of growing up,
What kind of feeling is it?
Words are beyond description.
My heart is like a ripple in the lake.
A long time ago,
I am young and ignorant,
After being beaten by her mother,
Worried, worried for a long time,
Even doubt my mother's love for me.
So, I asked my mother,
"Mom, do you still love me? Why did you hurt me? "
It was my mother's tears that fell on my palm and answered me.
"Son, when you grow up, you will understand that it is not hurt, it is love."
I don't understand. Nod
I'm looking forward to growing up soon.
When I was a child,
I am also very happy.
There are many funny jokes.
Recall childhood fun,
I couldn't help laughing,
A feeling called "happiness" by the world,
Spread quietly in my heart.
That's so sweet.
Occasionally, a tear slides across my face,
It is sweet.
I don't want to use flashy words to describe the troubles and happiness of growing up.
I just want to use my sincere language,
To describe my feelings, my feelings.