That is an unforgettable childhood, the first time to pick up a new schoolbag to school that day, finally dry and other children to go to school, for me this is my historic moment, my parents took the camera to this most happy and unforgettable look photographed, which has become the most comforting thing for the father and the mother, and has become the family's happiest portrayal. This unforgettable moment, so beautiful and sweet, it has always been in my mind. But the beautiful is only in the past, in the long days, after grinding time and time again, the weak self honed to be as hard as steel.
Childhood is the spring of a hundred flowers, with a beautiful dream of childhood, a flash of time. Childhood dreams are colorful, like a hundred flowers blossom beautiful, let people recall, let people forget, when there is no worry, there is no trouble. Childhood dreams and as in the night sky, so wide, so quiet, childhood dreams and as countless stars, they will only blink, will not speak, honest and calm ......... countless stars such as countless dreams ,poured into a small head, and from then on I think about countless problems.
Growing up under the blue sky, the dream in the night sky is also like piling up a small castle on the beach, piling up the dream on the blue seashore. Childhood always like to play under the banyan tree, and like to sit quietly there, listening to the old man told that old story, when the dream is green; childhood always like to sit in front of the old house, in the autumn of the falling leaves to appreciate that a piece of looking at the golden leaves flying in the sky, when the dream is golden yellow. Childhood always like to dream, walking in the dream can not find the maze exit, one at a time was locked in the maze, the heart so confused .........
Recollections of everything in the world to become quiet, so that people become relaxed, so that people feel the warmth of the world, so that you recall the distant and inaccessible dream, let you recall melodies that beat in the rain. When you fall, a force is watching over you, bringing back memories of flying paper airplanes under the blue sky and releasing a dream that makes you look forward to it.
The clock only goes forward, it is impossible to go backward. Childhood is only recalled and remembered ......