Article 1: My childhood.
My childhood
This is a piece of unblemished paper.
Winding into a boat.
Taken by the wind to the unknown ocean.
My childhood
Autumn leaves fall with the wind.
Dressed in the color of the sunset.
Just quietly making a comeback
My childhood
This is an era without time.
This is a dream with vague memory.
Rolls of fuzzy ribbons
Delay a trance-like fairy tale
I just hope
Weave wishes into wings of love
Full of expectations
When dancing lightly
Admonish forgetting
Don't sleep in the distance
Pocket accommodation
All crazy people
Chapter 2: Childhood on the laundry list
If I don't come,
You won't find a small canyon here.
green grass
Children are dancing on the grass.
He shouldered all the burden.
This is a golden fruit.
Produced in that small ravine.
Zi Shan was born in this small ravine.
A laundry list is childhood.
The fruit was picked from the mountain and sold.
Never come back
The gods are angry.
The small ravine collapsed.
The laundry list was mutilated by stones.
The pole is under the fruit.
No laundry list
Childhood will never return.
Chapter three: childhood dreams
In my dream, I look for
My lost childhood
In my dream, I look for
My childhood dream—
South of the village, the rut is deep.
Muddy path
The sun is watching me.
I looked at the sun.
Both faces are covered with mud.
Smile at the childish face of a flower.
The north of the village is crystal clear.
In a puddle as bright as a mirror
There is a moon playing around me.
I'm lying on the moon
Stay still and look up at the moon.
Play with the image of delusion
I explored a branch next door.
Wheat apricot is not equal to wheat yellow.
Has long been broken down into parts.
A branch sticks out from its neighbor in the west.
Jujube with sour stone, unequal ring red
I've already run into my stomach to celebrate.
In the cicadas, there is me.
Feel relaxed
Naive game
There is me in the field by the roadside.
No fear, no death
The evil work of playing with skin
Ah-now.
The puddle in the north of the village has become
Wide square, dancing around the lotus leaf.
swimming pool
The path to the south of the village has become
Dark green shadow, straight
pavement
I am in the swimming pool with my children.
battle on the water
I was on the sidewalk with the villagers.
Shuttle back and forth
The apricot tree next door is yellow.
Cicada is cicada.
The jujube next door is red.
My baby is fast asleep in the cradle.
Ah-
Lost childhood, not only
You can only find it in your dreams.
Childhood dream, what do you need?
I looked for it in my dream-
Chapter Four: Childhood
Listen.
The cicada singing of willow trees at the entrance of the village
It's too brittle
It's like a solo concert
It was my wonderful childhood.
Do you remember?
Playmates under the willow tree
Do you remember that straight bamboo pole?
Do you see it?
A winding path in the field
Is it that wide?
Dotted in the ocean of green hearts
Draw a picture of the past.
A day full of laughter and abuse
Can I cash it?
Uncle's Gua Tian.
Young footprints
On that evening afternoon
Catching up after naughty is essential.
The aunt next door is cursing.
My neighbor's brother is laughing.
childhood
natural lifespan
Naivety is really simple.
With the memories of that era
Describe that innocent smile
Recorded in the eternal picture scroll
Forever freeze