What are the stories about toys?

Looking back on my childhood, my favorite occupation was sharpening knives and scissors at home. Yes, sharpen the knife. When I was a child, I envied my cousin. He has a toy car and a real flying remote-controlled plane, but my mother always buys me some boring dolls. My mother must know that I like remote-controlled cars and remote-controlled planes.

But she avoided all expensive toys on the grounds that girls should like dolls, and then she didn't even buy dolls at all. (Maybe she is worried about my "orientation") So I can only regard the grindstone as the best toy, imagine the clip as a dinosaur, imagine my finger as another dinosaur, and spend this lonely childhood in my own fantasy.

When I was a sophomore, my mother said that you were really obedient when you were a child, and you could play with a clip for so long. I suddenly cried with anger. She thinks I'm unreasonable, and I think I'm unreasonable, but it's still sad to think of my childhood. A child, living in the jungle of reinforced concrete, carries a clip day after day.

Envy other children's toys. When I was in grade two, I especially wanted to buy a pair of roller skates. My mother said I would wait until your sixth grade. When I was in the second grade, I thought of this problem. She said, you are going to take the senior high school entrance examination. What I liked before I went to school was real treasure. I saw this model in the supermarket and want to buy it. My mother didn't buy it anyway.

Later, it passed; Later, I fell in love with Nezha Legend and wanted to buy an album. Anyway, my mother didn't buy it, and then it passed. When I was a child, I wanted these toys and nothing else, unlike some children who rolled and ground hard-so I grew up playing with clips.

After going to school, I found that my classmates and parents would send them.

Birthday gifts and birthday parties for them. As for my family, I have never been keen on form. When I was a few years old, I ordered a cake every year, and then after I was ten years old.

Don't even bother to take this form, just go to the supermarket and buy something. I still remember how I listened to a classmate talk about his birthday on weekends with envy when I was a child.