Childhood is like a boat, filled with candy, toys, laughter, and happiness. The content I bring to you below, I hope it will be useful to you.
Chapter 1: Childhood Dream
Author: Fanshui Jushi
In the dream, I am looking for
My lost childhood
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In the dream, I am looking for
My childhood dream -
South of the village, deep ruts
The muddy and difficult path< /p>
The sun looks at me
I look at the sun
My two faces are covered with muddy water
The childish face that smiles like a flower
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North of the village, crystal clear
In the puddle as bright as a mirror
The moon is playing beside me
I lie down On the moon
Floating quietly and looking up at the moon
The figure of the playful fool
Prayed a branch from the east neighbor's house
Wheat, yellow and apricot, no waiting Wheat yellow
Has long been broken into pieces
The neighbor to the west stretched out a branch
Sour-stained jujube, with uneven circles of red
Has long been Run into my belly to celebrate
In the sound of cicadas, I am there
Carefree
Innocent play
Roadside fields Here, I have no fear
Nothing to fear
Naughty mischief
Ah - now
The puddle in the north of the village , has long been transformed into
a spacious and square swimming pool with dancing lotus leaves all around
swimming pool
The path in the south of the village has long been transformed into
Dense greenery, straight and flat sidewalks
Sidewalks
My children and I were in the swimming pool
Having a water fight
I and Folks are busy on the sidewalk
The apricots next door are yellow
Cicadas are called cicadas
The apricots next door are red
My baby is sleeping soundly in the cradle
Ah——
The lost childhood can not only be found in dreams
What’s the need for childhood dreams
I’m looking for it in my dreams——
Chapter 2: The Childhood of Dreams
Author: Yu Kexin
The green fruit tastes astringent,
The fragrance of wild flowers is faint,
The nostalgia is lingering.
It is an orchard containing childishness,
It is a cluster of flowers blooming with smiling faces,
It is a clear spring rippling with longing. .
And I often have dreams like this:
The blue sky is filled with leisurely clouds,
The leisurely clouds are filled with happiness.
The happy kite contains the innocent childlike innocence.
Occasionally, in the blue sky after a storm,
will appear
as soft as satin
as delicate as a flower. .
However, my childhood
has long been weathered by the ruthless years,
It can only hide in dreams——
My paradise.
Chapter 3: My Childhood
Author: Spicy Little Bu
My Childhood
It is a piece of paper that is not stained by dust.
Meandering like a small boat
Carried by the wind to the unknown ocean
My childhood
It was drifting with the wind in autumn The fallen leaves
Covered with sunset-colored clothes
Just quietly flowing
My childhood
There is no time The years
are dreams with vague memories
circles of blurred ribbons
a trance-like fairy tale
I I only wish
Weave your wishes into the wings of love
Sewing them with full expectations
While dancing gracefully
Instructions to forget< /p>
Don’t sleep far away
Pocket storage
All the madness
Chapter 4: Childhood in a basket
Author: Ling Ting
If I hadn’t come
I wouldn’t have found a small mountain col here
Green grass
The child danced in the grass
He carried the entire burden
It was a golden fruit
Produced in that small mountain col
Shanzi was born in this small mountain col
A basket is a childhood
The fruits are carried down the mountain and sold
Never come back
< p>The God was angryThe hill collapsed
The basket was damaged by stones
The shoulder pole lay under the body of the fruit
Without the basket
Childhood is gone