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How should I evaluate my childhood? I don't think childhood should be judged by quality. After all, it is not a person, nor is it a thing. I
Childhood essays: those days of herding sheep
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How should I evaluate my childhood? I don't think childhood should be judged by quality. After all, it is not a person, nor is it a thing. I
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How should I evaluate my childhood? I don't think childhood should be judged by quality. After all, it is not a person, nor is it a thing. It only represents a period of time, a unique period of time.
Looking back on that time now, no matter how I felt at that time, I always miss it. Giddens Ko once said an incisive sentence: When I grow up, I recall being eighteen. At that time, my fart was fragrant. I think childhood is the same. Whether or not there is a shadow of childhood, those days are always unforgettable.
Talking about childhood with many people seems beautiful and full of fun. Perhaps those painful parts have been automatically deleted by our brains, leaving only beauty.
Looking back on my childhood, I was carefree before I was seven years old. Maybe I can answer with lawlessness, of course, after removing the nightmare of grades. Before I was seven years old, I lived an unremarkable life with my mother. I did everything I should and shouldn't do, but of course I was beaten.
Before I was seven years old, I showed all my rebellion. After the age of seven, my mother was not at home, but I left all my rebellions at my grandparents' home until they all dissipated. Later, I wanted to go crazy, but I have entered a mature stage. I want to do something childish, but I have no chance to do it again.
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I did a lot of farm work when I was a child. I think if I return to the agricultural society now, I must be a qualified farmer. Of all the farm work I have done, my favorite is probably herding sheep and catching loach. Of course, the latter is not farm work, but a kind of entertainment that rural children like.
When I was a child, I was extremely reluctant to herd sheep, because no child was willing to give up playing with friends and chose to run after a group of sheep. But looking back now, those days are really worth remembering, because herding sheep is the real freedom, and it is to set yourself free.
One day in June, golden wheat and fiery red sunshine accompanied me and my sheep. Looking back now, it was really great, but I couldn't understand it at the time. I didn't realize it until I remembered that time when I grew up. Imagine, if you can bring a book with you every time you herd sheep, maybe it is now? Reading is broken? Unfortunately, there was no such consciousness at that time.
When I was a child, I herded sheep with my cousin. Everyone shared one. Just like their own children, I tied them to a tree and found leaves and grass to feed them. Sheep that could have run freely were deprived of their freedom by us.
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I don't know why childhood days are always blue, clouds are always white, rivers are always clear, and nights are still dark. Maybe it was like that at that time, or maybe we beautified them. Anyway, everything is reversed now.
Did the boy sitting by the river ever think that he would be like this many years later, and now he will be in this place?
Childhood summer is a rainy season, just like a doll, crying without warning. Every rainy day, I always stay at home and watch some old movies on that black-and-white TV. Of course, most of them are martial arts movies. Maybe I can't understand the love and hate inside, but I like the rivers and lakes inside very much and dream of traveling around the world with my sword.
In high school, there was a viaduct in the east of the county, and all the trains passed under it, and the whistle sounded far away. This is one of my favorite places, because many trains pass by here every day, especially watching the trains go away, and I am full of expectations for my future life. Once I waved to an approaching train, and the train driver responded with a horn. I remember being happy for a long time.
Time flies, and it has been several years in a blink of an eye. What was written in the classmate's record at the beginning became a reality carelessly. Everyone flew safely and lived their own life, no matter how good or bad. It doesn't really matter. The important thing is that we have our own time.
We look to the future in the past and cherish the past in the future. This is a cycle. No matter how long the cycle is, as long as you don't live up to the original teenagers, it will be fine.
Author: handsome little handsome boy
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