Childhood passed so carelessly that it passed so fast that I didn't even have time to recall. All the happiness is left over from childhood. Now that I think about it, it's really warm. When we look back, do we still have small footprints? I can't help laughing at the thought of myself at that time.
I can't forget the childish laughter, and I still remember the heroic deeds of the naughty self who stabbed the hornet's nest with a bamboo pole. As a result, I was philosophized. When I got home, my mother slapped me. I can't forget the old phoenix tree outside the window. In summer, we set up a mat under the tree at night and listen to the uncle next door telling us stories. At that time, we were still counting the stars in the sky with our little hands and always liked to ask why. I feel very happy to let the snowflake hit my little face. That's a heartfelt smile. Now, the bits and pieces of childhood are like fallen leaves, which have already turned yellow, but they still leave dust in the wind, but they are so fragrant, because I found my own shadow in this season. The old tree is still there, and the leaves have fallen all over the floor. I don't know who picked it up
I still remember the alley outside the window. It's so lively, and the powerful shouts spread far away. Tofu flowers come from sugar-coated haws, sometimes acrobats and many people. Oh, that's my favorite place to go, carrying a small schoolbag in the crowd of adults, I came home: mom, I came back, and then I turned on the TV to watch cartoons.
All these years have passed quickly. Now, walking in this modern city, shuttling among the people coming and going, why do I feel a little cold? Tall buildings and cars are like flowing water in Ma Rulong, but why do I feel lonely at this time, but I am so lonely? Maybe everything has become a memory. I can't forget to play with you in the fragrant wheat waves, look into the distance on the soil slope and count the stars in the sky together. You said the sky was beautiful at that time, and I smiled. We agreed to celebrate18th birthday together, walk on the campus of childhood together, and talk about the embarrassing events of that year. Now, we have been running for a long time.
How time flies after so many years! Now I have become a 20-year-old boy, no longer the little urchin who only runs behind other people's asses, but those warm years are always hidden in my heart. Alleys, old buttonwood trees and old men telling stories, like the pictures of movies, are changing rapidly in my eyes. I chased them quickly, trying to catch the lost years, but he had already left.
Dream in childhood,
Childhood passed so carelessly that it passed so fast that I didn't even have time to recall. All the happiness is left over from childhood. Now that I think about it, it's really warm. When we look back, do we still have small footprints? I can't help laughing at the thought of myself at that time.
I can't forget the childish laughter, and I still remember the heroic deeds of the naughty self who stabbed the hornet's nest with a bamboo pole. As a result, I was philosophized. When I got home, my mother slapped me. I can't forget the old phoenix tree outside the window. In summer, we set up a mat under the tree at night and listen to the uncle next door telling us stories. At that time, we were still counting the stars in the sky with our little hands and always liked to ask why. I feel very happy to let the snowflake hit my little face. That's a heartfelt smile. Now, the bits and pieces of childhood are like fallen leaves, which have already turned yellow, but they still leave dust in the wind, but they are so fragrant, because I found my own shadow in this season. The old tree is still there, and the leaves have fallen all over the floor. I don't know who picked it up
I still remember the alley outside the window. It's so lively, and the powerful shouts spread far away. Tofu flowers come from sugar-coated haws, sometimes acrobats and many people. Oh, that's my favorite place to go, carrying a small schoolbag in the crowd of adults, I came home: mom, I came back, and then I turned on the TV to watch cartoons.
All these years have passed quickly. Now, walking in this modern city, shuttling among the people coming and going, why do I feel a little cold? Tall buildings and cars are like flowing water in Ma Rulong, but why do I feel lonely at this time, but I am so lonely? Maybe everything has become a memory. I can't forget to play with you in the fragrant wheat waves, look into the distance on the soil slope and count the stars in the sky together. You said the sky was beautiful at that time, and I smiled. We agreed to celebrate18th birthday together, walk on the campus of childhood together, and talk about the embarrassing events of that year. Now, we have been running for a long time.
How time flies after so many years! Now I have become a 20-year-old boy, no longer the little urchin who only runs behind other people's asses, but those warm years are always hidden in my heart. Alleys, old buttonwood trees and old men telling stories, like the pictures of movies, are changing rapidly in my eyes. I chased them quickly, trying to catch the lost years, but he had already left.
Dream in childhood,
Childhood memories, childhood memories, childhood me, and those many fragments, when I stood in front of this fragrant wheat wave and intoxicated myself, I found that I had gone far.
I can't forget this childhood. ...