Lao Huang Li ding ge

Time flies like a blink of an eye. You haven't had time to enjoy the crystal clear dew in the morning, and colorful sunset clouds have quietly appeared on the horizon, followed by stars in the boundless night, and then you should find the morning light the next day. Time is like this, running round and round, turning me into a big boy and turning my parents' sideburns into white.

Recently, I started my life again, facing a group of primary school students with clear eyes like spring water. This is their childhood! So, what about my childhood?

Looking through the old almanac of memory, I finally found the shadow of my childhood in a corner of time, but there were too many scattered fragments to form a complete picture. I found the young me in this unrelated fragment.

No long ponytails, no playful braids. At that time, I had short hair and smiled at the photographer's camera like a tomboy. "Click", the years are fixed in the lens, leaving a piece of evidence when I was young. Suddenly the next clip came in, and my head began to have "small horns". I wore a school uniform, a red scarf and a checkbook, and stood majestically at the school gate to check my clothes. I am very proud. . . . . . It's broken again, and a new clip has been cut in. Several little girls are dancing in makeup. Oh, I see me. My long hair swings with the rhythm. Sure enough, I was physically uncoordinated. It turned out to be Children's Day! It's time to play and start. I seem to clearly hear my heart pounding and my hands are full of sweat. . . . . . Many clips were in chaos, some were talking on the platform, some were crying by classmates, some were beaten by teachers, some were racing with friends, and some ran home together in the thunder and lightning. . . . . .

It turns out that my childhood was not boring. Although it is not so vigorous, it is also quite artistic, very happy and interesting. Years are quiet, childhood is far away, I want to keep you in my mind and always remember you.