A short sentence describing a missing childhood.

First, childhood is like a colorful dream, which makes people miss and yearn for it. Interesting stories in my childhood often bring me good memories.

Second, childhood is soothing music. Every note is a happy time, and everyone who has heard it lives happily.

Third, childhood is a glass of wine in life, childhood is a sweet dream, and childhood is our future dream!

Fourth, when a child meets a stranger, he smiles and asks where the guest is from.

I would rather be a child than watch too many things and listen to too many mistakes, just for a lifetime.

Six, childhood is happy, childhood is carefree, the following is a beautiful sentence about missing childhood. I hope you like it!

Seven, childhood is like a colorful dream, which makes people nostalgic and yearning.

Eight, the once tender mind has become mature, and the once petite seedlings have grown into small trees. In the process of growing up, I have changed a lot and forgotten a lot, but those childlike words and things are still in my mind.

What I miss is not saying anything. What I miss is dreaming together.

Looking back on what I did at that time, I feel stupid now, but that stupidity exposed the innocence and immaturity of my childhood, and the old days will never come back. Let's wave gently, bid farewell to childhood, bid farewell to childhood, bid farewell to that immature me.

I started writing my history with fear. It can be said that when I lifted the curtain of my childhood life like golden sand fog, I hesitated because of superstition in my heart. Helen Keller, if you give me three days of light,

Twelve, the time interval is too long, and I have forgotten the partners I started playing with. Time flies. Where are the partners busy now?

Thirteen, childhood life is like a colorful dream, like a string of crystal pearls, which makes people miss and recall.

Fourteen, time flies so fast that people are at a loss. They have to look at the daze that once felt beautiful and try to recall the past days, but the memory capacity is limited. No matter how they recall, they can't remember a trace.

Fifteen, when I was a child, I had to finish my homework quickly after school, and then I played. When I grow up, my homework is delayed again and again, and in the end it may be the patchwork answer of others.

Sixteen, childhood is a dream, dreaming of grandma's bridge; Childhood is a bridge, and then the road to the future; Childhood is the way to keep us away from childhood. Childhood is the wind, blowing clouds; Childhood is a cloud, turning into the rain of the new year; Childhood is rain, nourishing new flowers; Childhood is a flower, watch the sunset glow with me.

Seventeen, childhood life is like a colorful dream, like a string of colorful pearls, which makes people miss and recall.

Eighteen, childhood is a pen, depicting a wonderful picture; Childhood is a painting, full of gorgeous flowers; Childhood is a bouquet of flowers, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Nineteen, we hold the raindrops of childhood together, and we keep the wind of childhood together with our hands. We hope our childhood can last forever in the fields of spring. I miss my childhood.

Twenty, when I was a child, I felt very rich. I could buy a lot of different things, most of them were food, and I also gave small toys in them. I could also say where all the money was spent. No matter how much money there is now, I feel that it is not enough. I wonder where the flowers are.

Twenty-one, the time interval is so long that I forget the partners I started playing with. Time flies. Where are the partners busy now?

Childhood is a colorful river, a colorful road, a kind bridge and a wonderful book. When I recall my childhood, I feel very happy, but I have a little nostalgia and yearning.

At that time, summer was our happiest time! Little friends go out to play in groups: catch shrimp in the river for a while; Go to the temple to watch opera later; Go to the grass to catch grasshoppers later.

Memory is like water poured in the palm of your hand. Whether you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean through your fingers drop by drop.

At twenty-five, a young child with a tent head learned to hold on, and raspberry moss reflected on his side. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

Twenty-six, let's take a look at all this. There are few traces left in my childhood, but fortunately, I have good memories, which enable me to recall those unforgettable days. Childhood is really short, it is like a candy, which makes people miss its sweet taste.

Twenty-seven, childhood, like this warm spring breeze, flashed by, but left the best memories in the chapter of life.

Twenty-eight, everyone, I think, has many happy things in childhood, and I am no exception. When I was a child, an interesting story at my grandmother's house came to my mind, like sand in the desert, which was countless.

Twenty-nine, when I was a child, I listened to the story of Chang 'e, but I was thinking about moon cakes in my heart; When I grow up, I have moon cakes in my hand, but I think about Chang 'e in my heart. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. May you regain the happiness of your childhood, embellish a happy life, have no worries about food and clothing, have a happy love and join hands in good luck. * * * Spend a full moon and be happy forever.

30. Childhood is an ocean of joy. On the seashore of memory, there are countless shells, some of which are gloomy and evoke a sad past; There are wonderful and interesting stories that remind people of their childhood. I'm looking for the most beautiful shell on the coast of memory. Ah, I found it!

This is my colorful childhood. It is the first step in my life, the first footprint of my growth and progress, and the first stop of my future journey. Childhood is my happiest time.

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Thirty-three, Lord, Lord, everything is so beautiful! It's wonderful! Gorky's childhood

34. Missing is a happy sadness, a sweet melancholy and a warm pain. Missing is a long precipitation of yesterday and a yearning for a better future. It is because of missing that I have the joy of reunion after a long separation, the unexpected surprise and the toast when friends and relatives get together.

The beauty of childhood is a white cloud floating in the sky, pure and beautiful. The beauty of childhood is a string of pearls in the sea, crystal clear and bright. The beauty of childhood is the dew in the summer morning, crystal clear and beautiful.

Thirty-six, when I was a child, I was worried about the monotony of my childhood and longed to grow up; When I grow up, I am tired of the complicated real society and long for rejuvenation! Childhood is getting farther and farther away from me, but those beautiful memories can't be erased!