"This new song is called 'Childhood,' and I hope that when everyone recalls their childhood, it will all be happy and joyful experiences."
(Childhood - Liu Haolin)
"No matter what difficulties or setbacks you encounter in the future, listen to this song and let us escape this world for a while and return to the carefree childhood we once had."
Accompanied by that melodious and soothing tune, it was like a gentle autumn breeze blowing slowly in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The prelude is soothing and refreshing, like a gentle spring breeze.
Just as people were immersed in this dreamlike melody, they suddenly came to their senses, and a familiar and warm scene gradually unfolded before their eyes.
That was their childhood hometown, a place filled with laughter and joy.
"Barefoot, chasing the sunset along the railway tracks~"
"Glass Bead Tin Box Hero Cards~"
"Playing hide-and-seek with rubber bands under the stone bridge~"
"Grandma is sewing shoes again, sitting in the courtyard~"
"Ginkgo flowers by the basketball hoop in front of the iron gate~"
Are there people living in thatched huts?
"Playing and laughing on the way home from school~"
"The water flows gurgling between the paddy fields~"
In those distant yet nostalgic years, the scroll of childhood slowly unfolds.
This very first paragraph vividly depicts that relaxing and wonderful time.
The sunset on the horizon resembled a magnificent oil painting, drawing children to chase after it.
They walked with light steps, laughing and shouting, as if trying to embrace the beautiful sunset.
On an open ground not far away, several crystal-clear glass marbles rolled and bounced on the ground.
The children sat together, staring intently at the tiny bead, sometimes tense, sometimes excited.
And there was that long rubber band, held firmly at both ends by two friends, while the other children nimbly jumped and weaved between the rubber bands.
Their figures, like lively musical notes, danced gracefully to a cheerful rhythm.
The waterwheels in the fields turned with a gurgling sound, and clear water flowed endlessly along the ditches.
The fish swam happily in the water, sometimes leaping out of the water and splashing up silvery water droplets.
The children stood on the edge of the field, watching everything with curiosity and feeling the vitality of nature.
At this very moment...
Everyone was deeply immersed in the beautiful music.
A happy smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
Their smiles were so radiant, as if time had turned back, and they had truly returned to their carefree childhood.
We grow up day by day~~
"The White Rabbit candy is sticky in my sweet dreams~"
"I also fantasize about being a god-like scientist~"
Simple line drawing of mud stains on a white wall~
We grow up day by day~~
"The old sycamore tree sprouts new buds after all four seasons have passed."
"There's treasure and a tower hidden in the sand dunes!"
"A long bench makes a home~"
As people listened, their eyes gradually reddened.
Although this song did bring back fond memories of their childhood.
But the phrase "we grow up day by day" is undoubtedly a heavy reality.
Every child longs to grow up, dreaming of becoming successful and making a lot of money.
But when we actually grow up, we realize how naive and innocent our past thoughts were.
The adult world is not beautiful at all.
What you learn in school is completely useless in society.
[Originally, owning a pack of White Rabbit candies felt like an immense fortune, a source of pride and superiority. One White Rabbit candy could win over a loyal follower. I thought that was the beginning of my life, but little did I know it would be the end.]
I remember when I was little, I had a huge box of rare Pokémon cards, and all the kids looked at me with envy. Those were truly the most glorious days of my life. Since then, no one has ever looked at me properly again...
To my shame, my childhood highlight was winning the peeing distance contest...
Everyone tells us how wonderful it will be to grow up, and we believe them. Later, we realize everyone was blatantly lying. Now that I'm grown up, I understand that when a child complains about life, telling them they're growing up is the easiest way to appease them.
Growing up is like a huge pie, containing all of a child's wishes. Whether or not they can fulfill those childhood wishes in the future is no longer important; what matters is that you are now an adult.
One day, people returned home and found a corpse lying on their bed.
The corpse looked exactly like him, except that it was much younger.
That child, with his unconventional thinking and quirky behavior, is dead.
Gradually, everyone becomes a boring and outdated adult.
Especially when doing something, you need to think about its meaning.
It's like when kids use firecrackers to blow up cow dung or fishponds during Chinese New Year.
Do you remember when you pondered the meaning behind it?
Or, how should we define the meaning in our hearts?
Does it have to be a matter of having a stake in something for it to be meaningful?
If that's the case, then most things in the world are meaningless.
People don't need to be too rational most of the time.
Doing things that are meaningless but fun is more important than any so-called "meaning".
Otherwise, the world would be too cold and too boring.
at this time……
Wen He's voice continued to ring in my ears.
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