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80 childhood MM memories about childhood mm eternal childhood memories, 80 childhood mm memories when I started writing, it was already late at night, and there was no pure noise outside on weekdays. All that remained was the sound of cars running around on the expressway outside the window pulling the wind and flying happily. At night, neon lights flash. Standing at the window, looking at the old buildings around, I felt a burst of emotion in my heart, and I walked more and more. The building is getting higher and higher. I really miss those years when I lived outside the bungalow in the 1980s. The mistake at that time was a little simple. I just remembered that everything was so beautiful. The sky is hidden in blue, the water is hidden in clear, and even the air is so confusing. Crabs in baskets, grass carp in tanks, tadpoles and shrimps outside the river. Only in money and spirit, my ancestral home is Siyang, Jiangsu, and I was born in the eastern suburb of jiawang district, Xuzhou. Because it is rich in coal and an important energy base in Jiangsu Province, many Siyang people have left their homes and struggled in foreign lands, including my parents, for the development of their hometown. Siyang in the 1980s belonged to Huaiyin, now Huai 'an. At that time, I was a classmate of Huaiyin and wrote a riddle. I haven't remembered yet. The riddle goes like this: the hunchbacked old man basks in the sun, and the answer is Huaiyin. It's our hometown primary school that has good grades. I vaguely forgot that she was awarded the title of Top Ten Young Pioneers in Xuzhou City and Top Ten Models in Xuzhou Primary School, which was somewhat vague, but at that time her songs were an example for teachers to call on us to learn. Besides the coal mines in Xuzhou, there are not only Siyangji, but also many other coal mines. For example, some of our classmates are from Shuyang, Yancheng and Huaiyin. In the mid-1980 s, when I first remembered it, the cloth tickets and tofu tickets outside the city were useless, only food stamps were still useful. At that time, there were few color TVs, and the "lottery ticket" was hidden for some time. Of course, this is not a lottery ticket hidden in the lottery, but a ticket to buy a color TV. At that time, it was really envy and jealousy for anyone who could own a color TV outside his home. Even in your neighborhood, you bought a car. Because it is Jiawang, there are many coal mines and many people have gathered. For a period of time, northern Jiangsu can be said to be a relatively rich place. In the 1980s, Siyang was absolutely poor. Many people outside the rural areas of Siyang want to be a worker day and night, an outside city. But coal mines, unlike factories, have to bear dangerous and unexpected lives. Outside a collective bathroom in a coal mine, miners who lack arms and legs can often bathe there, and some people are completely paralyzed. In the 1990s, when I went back to Siyang, I once watched the old news broadcast and was shocked to hear that there was another mine accident in Jiawang Coal Mine. When I first went, a large number of small coal mines were closed. At this time, I will think of the sound of big trucks unloading coal for more than ten years, as well as those workers with black heads and rough faces. It was it that transported the coal from the depths of the underground to the ground, and the first song was piled up into Jingshan Park, gun lines, oil ropes and iron rings, which were all the toys that Jia Wang's children used to play most often at that time. The gun line, as its name implies, is used for shooting. I don't know what it was made of, but I forgot that many children used it to play at that time. Although most people are more capable of using waste, they also use it to weave baskets, oil ropes and hangers. Therefore, it has become the best tool for children to light and set off firecrackers. Even if it goes out, it can be revived by blowing hard with your mouth. Iron rings were China children's favorite toys in the 1980s. Because of the unique conditions, Jia could make one himself. Almost every child has one. I forgot that we played a hoop song until the early 1990s. Other hidden children are still playing, so I won't say much. It's my most impressive snack. Up to now, I still can't remember the taste of Chili candy, especially sour plum powder. Syrup was also a common food at that time. Others include maltose, children's crisp and so on. At that time, our clothes were very uniform, a Chinese tunic suit (www.ip 1234.net), and several monotonous colors were blue, yellow, green, gray and black. I still can't remember. It's a blue tunic suit, but it's a pity that it's already small after wearing it several times. After two years, few people outside the city have worn tunic suits, and jackets and windbreakers have become popular again. At that time, people with yellowish hair desperately wanted to dye their hair black, and black hair dye cream sold well at that time. Some of our classmates called girls' yellow pigtails ponytails, which shows that we respected black at that time. But what is hidden is that people with black and yellow hair are worried about dyeing their hair. After a long time, I got used to it, and I didn't have that strange look. At that time, our coal mine was in the eastern suburb of Jiawang, very close to the outside of the area, and it didn't take long to walk to the center of the area. Perhaps it is because the place where the coal mine is located is called Jiuqiao Village, and the coal mine is called Jiuqiao Coal Mine. The coal mine is not very big, and it is divided into East Home and West Home. Dongjiayuan is the main part of coal mine. Most workers and their families live there. It is also the location of the mine. Xijiayuan is a residential area, and there is only one abandoned mine for a long time, which is said to be left over from the crazy mining when Japan invaded China. Most of my childhood memories are in Xijiayuan, a coal mine. The first image in my memory is the locked hole in the front door. I stand in front of the door every day and look at everything outside through the locked hole left before, just like a telescope. The outside world is a world of flowers and flowers. Xijiayuan is like a grand view garden, I think so. Many things happened there, full of joys and sorrows, but hidden, yesterday's hometown no longer exists. I went to primary school in 1987, because Xuzhou implemented nine-year compulsory education earlier, so that I was one year older than my classmates when I went back to Siyang to study. It's really not worthwhile. I still remember the time before school very clearly. When my brothers and sisters get up early in the morning to go to school, I also dress up and sit at the table to eat. My mother always said that they were going to school. What are you doing so early? First, I am amazed at my spirit of "smelling chickens and dancing", because I didn't get good grades before going to school and didn't get good grades until the end of my study career. My only first place in school in my life is cheating, and it was done with the help of the girl at the same table. If it were me, I wouldn't even have the courage to cheat. It's still strange that I cheated and she didn't even win the first place. I met her online again. Speaking of which, it's a pity that she has long forgotten. Before going to school, she often watched cartoons, such as Two Generations of Love and Sheriff Black Cat. Whenever the film is finished, I am very interested in what are called words in the box. When I got home, my sister opened the book and told me that there were words outside like ants. Before going to school, I should not only read, but also recite the whole article. How can I recite so many words? It's really a headache At that time, there was another movie that was hard for me to remember, that is, the ghost film The Painted Skin. At that time, all we missed outside the coal mine were movies with sky. Before watching it, I was afraid to go home alone, for fear that a female ghost would come and tear my heart out. For many years, I am still worried because I believed in ghosts when I was a child. When I grow up, I know that Heiji is sometimes more than just a ghost. In addition, some friends said that they had seen ghosts, all of which were hit at midnight 12. I am convinced of this, because we usually go to bed at eight or nine, and only ghosts will wander at that time. I don't know why the children at that time were so worried about playing with fire. As soon as they were free, several children made an appointment to go out and find a place full of grass and lit a fire. I didn't expect to play with fire, which almost killed them. That day, I went to waste mine and burn grass with a girl from my neighbor's house. Unexpectedly, there was a discarded detonator outside, and the girl's leg was injured. I was really scared at first, let alone writing memories of the 1980s outside. That girl and I are classmates, and we are the squadron leader, so we went to a song and got the key to the classroom after class. The weight fell on my head before we hurt our legs. Lured by classmates to touch crabs outside the river. I didn't find the hidden key lost until I got to school. I was deeply impressed by the days when the girl injured her leg. If I hadn't suggested playing with fire, she wouldn't have been hurt. Every day at school, I will wait for her, but she walks slowly while reading. Whenever this time, I will shout. I walked first. Ten years later (in www.shuaguanggao.com), in the same place, my little cousin and his girl next door said the same thing. Hurry up, we will be late! The same place, the same school, the same scene, this trip is more than ten years. Last year, the girl who helped me cheat told me that the girl next door was married and had children, and she was going to get married herself. The story of hh girl is over. It's time to talk about boys. You can't take girls more seriously than boys just because they are boys. At that time, there were many boys my age around my house, most of whom were more promising than girls who didn't grow up. Undergraduate students. But few girls go to college. Apart from my two sisters, the only thing left is probably the girl who helped me cheat in those years. Friendship with boys is mostly based on literary strength, and I am usually a loser. The hardest thing to remember in my childhood was that I burned down my own chicken coop. At that time, the children were beating with sticks, and I probably wanted to find a suitable one in the early hours of the morning. I squatted outside the chicken coop and struck a match to see if there was a suitable stick outside the chicken coop. Unexpectedly, I burned the temporary chicken coop. At that time, I was only about five or six years old, and I was already scared. I didn't know what to do. I was carried out at this time, and I have forgotten who he is. When the fire broke out, my mother was chatting with her neighbors outside, and people outside had already started to put out the fire. Ben went. The sun also opened in the morning. The fire soon went out, but a few chickens outside had turned into roast chickens. After a while, I forgot all about it and didn't mention it again. Whenever I go out to play with fire with my friends, they always compare who lit the fire. Looking at the fire they burned, I always feel depressed, because none of them can go beyond my limit and burn their own chicken coops. Childhood life seems carefree, but there were many ideas at that time, and sometimes I ran away from home noisily. I still remember it was in a cold winter. Before quarreling with my mother, I turned over the courtyard wall and left home. Going out and walking on the road, the cold wind blew head-on. At this time, a worker from Qiajia came home from work. He looked at me curiously and walked over. I stood in the dark and looked into the distance. Where to eat when you are hungry? How can I go to school without a schoolbag at dawn? It is raining. How to shelter from the rain without a house? After a long hesitation, I went to my house again, knocked on the window and said loudly, I'm leaving! As soon as my mother heard that she was not wearing a cotton-padded coat, she opened the door and ran out. I was already waiting at the door, and my mother pulled me out of the house without saying a word. First, my mother stopped scolding me, but I became a laughing stock, and I had to be notified again and again when I ran away from home! In the late 1980s, I was ten years old. At that time, I was full of yearning for not going, beautiful and warm.