Childhood is like a cup of strong coffee, which warms your heart; childhood is like a cup of light tea, which makes you reminisce; childhood is like a stormy rainbow; it is colorful and dazzling; childhood is like the afterglow after the sunset. Light is so nostalgic; it is also like the winding path that makes you grow. It is impossible for the wind to blow away these warm memories; it is impossible for the rain to cover up these touching melodies. Only the lovely sunshine can shine on them and preserve them... Thinking back to each piece Inconspicuous things happen from time to time. Although they are small, those memories are so touching, because with these memories, you can make continuous progress and pursue your pursuits, so that you can grow up. Childhood always makes people think back. Recall the colorful dreams, the time when Yaya was learning to speak, the time when she first learned to walk, the first time she stepped on the stage, the first time she called her parents, the first time... At that moment, those shots appear in front of your eyes in an instant. It was an unforgettable memory, an unforgettable childhood. The day I carried my new schoolbag to school for the first time. Finally, I could go to school like other children. For me, this was a historic moment for me. Parents Taking a photo of this happiest and most unforgettable moment with a camera has become the most comforting thing for my father and mother. It has also become the happiest portrait of the family. This unforgettable moment is so beautiful and sweet, and it has always been there. came to my mind. But the good things are only in the past. In the long and warm days, after tempering again and again, the weak self has been tempered as hard as steel. No one will know the pressure of study, and no one will feel pity. When the leaves fall, In the autumn of light, there is only the energy to endure hardship and the joy that has been lost. This is bitter. When I was a child, in the spring when hundreds of flowers were blooming, my childhood with beautiful dreams passed by in a flash. So far, I will not shed tears in the face of the cruel reality, my tears will always be covered by the dark clouds. The tears of childhood were so weak and stingy. Childhood dreams are colorful, as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, making people recall and forget to leave. At that time, there were no worries or worries. Childhood dreams are like the night sky, so broad and peaceful. Childhood dreams are like countless stars. They can only blink but cannot speak. They are honest and calm... Countless stars are like countless dreams, pouring into the world. In my little head, I have been thinking about countless questions since then. Growth under the blue sky and dreams in the night sky are like piles of small castles on the beach and dreams piled up on the blue seaside; my son always likes to play under the banyan tree and like to sit there quietly. Listening to the old man telling the old story, the dreams at that time were green; when I was a child, I always liked to sit in front of my hometown, admiring the golden leaves flying all over the sky in the autumn of fallen leaves. The dream is golden. When I was a child, I always liked to dream. I walked through a maze and couldn't find the exit. I was locked in the maze again and again. I felt so confused. In real life, when it aroused my fighting spirit, the dream was like fire. Color... Memories make everything in the world quiet, relax and warm, remind you of distant but not distant dreams, and remind you of the beating melody in the rain. When you fall, a force is watching you, reminding you of flying paper airplanes under the blue sky, and letting you fly the dreams you are looking forward to. The clock can only move forward, not backward. Childhood only has aftertaste and memories... Childhood only has memories, dreams only have creation, and the future has only hard work... Childhood is now a thing of the past, and we can only recall those bits and pieces and accumulate more experiences. Only in this way can we go further and wider. Everyone has their own colorful childhood. Childhood is the most precious thing in life. It is the beginning of your life. If you have it, you will have a lifetime. We should cherish it. Dreams often change. Dreams are the goals that people pursue in life. Only through struggle and hard work can dreams come true and become reality. … Only recalling everything will make you feel good…