Miss childhood and envy old age.

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.

Childhood is the cornerstone, laying the foundation for the future of life; Childhood is happiness, which sings the music of life; Childhood is the coordinate, which records the starting point of life.

Memories that are not memories.

One day, I will stand on the crack of time, miss my luxurious and bright childhood, and burst into tears.

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To: I am five years old.

I am five years old.

Now, are you shivering in kindergarten, looking at the cloudy sky, and listening to the teacher say that if you lie on the table incorrectly, you will be taken away by ghosts, and your breathing will become soft, thinking that this should be more terrible than being numb and colliding with another person, but being rolled on the ground by tightly wrapped handwriting. Shake your elephant's head quickly but slightly, and then move on.

I think what a simple child you are! You have to wait for your father to pick you up. You always wait until the sun goes down and let the afterglow reflect your petite figure. Occasionally, I will stretch out two small hands to look out, but I will always be disappointed. You once escaped from the school gate, violated the school rules and were caught by the teacher who came here. When they went home together, they found that their father had come back but forgot to pick up their experiences, which made them feel a little sad.

Your life is colorful or happy. You played chicken with your classmates, but you fell down and smiled with a big bag on your head. You will recite the children's songs taught by the teacher to your mother to win her affirmation of yourself. You will lie in your little bed, look at the stars all over the sky, think that tomorrow will be very sweet, turn over and go to sleep with a smile.

I envy your life, so relaxed and carefree. I would also like to be a child who looks up at the sky like you, happily looking at the blue sky, white clouds and bright stars in the dark night sky, and then happily living a pure life without any impurities.

From: thirteen-year-old me

To: I am nine years old.

I think maybe you are happy to have your best friend at this time. I also want to tell you that after four years, my good friend is still him and has never changed.

At this time, you have shed the coat of a once simple and quiet good boy and become cheerful and lively. You will laugh and cry with your friends, and then feel the world quietly, so colorful and changeable.

Sometimes you play tricks on your deskmate and your best friend. You will laugh at him for wearing a down jacket and wrapping it like a steamed stuffed bun. You will suddenly pretend to cry when you quarrel with him. Look at his helpless and anxious expression. In the afternoon, you will accompany him to think about his thoughts quietly, but often he can't stand the loneliness. His train of thought was interrupted and he kept laughing. You will also look at his serious appearance in class, look at his smooth skin, and can't help but reach out and pinch his face, but you are forced back by the teacher's eyes. Time flies, I want to tell you again that he has changed, become complicated and unpredictable, and become so big that I can never see the shadow of my childhood from him again.

I hope you can cherish your purest friendship at this time, and don't feel sorry for the story that happened to you like me.

From: thirteen-year-old me

To: I am twelve years old.

Now, like many people, you are obsessed with all kinds of stars and put their photos and posters everywhere.

You won't study hard every day like other students. I hope you will get excellent grades in graduation and the entrance examination of Baoyi No.1 Middle School. You will still give up those difficult problems and go out to play until nine o'clock to get home. Parents' nagging is inevitable, but it always goes in one ear and out the other, and they still go their own way and keep their good behavior style.

In fact, you have been worried about your grades, because your grades are always lower than others, because you fell to the 37th place in the only ranking in the school, and then silently put your grades in the drawer with a sigh, because you saw the excited and ostentatious face of the classmate with excellent grades, and you turned around in frustration and left.

Daily life is still going on step by step, and the class teacher always takes pains to divide all the students into grades according to their grades. You will always get used to all this indifferently, just like getting used to it. Every day, teachers in all subjects will send out four or five papers as homework.

Maybe you are eager not to grow up, but this gorgeous robe full of lice in life has made you experience many unbearable realities. You are still growing, and you never stop growing.

From: thirteen-year-old me

To: I'm twelve and a half years old.

When you just graduated and stood at the gate of the primary school again, when you looked at the smiling faces of the primary school students who filed out, when you held hands with your friends and ran away in a hurry when tears were about to fall, you knew that the school that once contained all your memories in six years would never be found again.

When you stand timidly at the window to buy food, but when you pass by your classmates who used to get along with each other day and night, you know those tears and laughter will never go back.

You always live religiously and believe that you can find happiness one day, but happiness is like a light on the horizon, which warms your eyes and makes you run forward, but it will never arrive.

You always expect to return to that carefree life, just as you expect the sky to turn completely blue. So, when you happen to see graduation photo, who is brimming with classmates' smiling faces, attending a class reunion, you actually smiled like the child standing in the sun with your deskmate, and you felt extremely warm and happy inside.

You still play the role of a good student in the new school, writing quietly, reading quietly, walking quietly through the campus and watching everything, smiling quietly. And you gradually learned to disguise yourself, looking at old friends who are no longer naive and simple, just shaking your head habitually. Because you know, when you are happiest, there is a biting pain in your heart that is difficult to heal.

May you be free.