The composition in the form of poetry "Unforgettable Childhood"

Gradually, time goes by, everything is spinning, and I am growing up. Trees can be greener and flowers can bloom again, but who can tell me why my childhood is gone forever? The fun things I did when I was a child and the happiness I felt were all turned into history by some force.

As the sun flies and time flies, I rotate day and night, spring, summer, autumn and winter. Do the same thing and eat the same meal every day. Why? Is everyone being manipulated? How many people in this world can really be happy?

When I was a naive child, childhood slipped away from happy games, childhood slipped away from innocent smiling faces ... in a blink of an eye, I grew up quietly.

Now the world is really chaotic, and people fight to the death for their own gains and losses. In order to fulfill their wishes, parents are under the slogan "Don't let their children lose at the starting line". From the day we were born, we can only work in the direction they specify, regardless of our hobbies. When I was a child, I learned the inexplicable San Zi Jing, just like astronomical olympiad, which made my young mind feel "tired".

When I was growing up, I didn't know what a "happy childhood" was. Endless cram schools and mountains of homework made me dull and dumb. Only the computer has become my only game partner. Think back to the children in the countryside. Without pressure and competition, they can roam freely in the embrace of nature. How happy their childhood is!

Childhood is so short, dear mom and dad, can you tell me: are we happy in childhood? Why not let us find our own hobbies?