What are some beautiful sentences about childhood memories of outdoor movies?

1. The park is quiet and beautiful in the autumn afternoon. It hides my childhood memories. The memories are full of weird things, such as babbling pirate ships, jugglers, monkeys walking on tightropes, and dandies performing in dramas at night. The lanterns on the water, everything is so lively.

2. Childhood memories, in fact, it is not the games that tie you down, but your feelings.

3. Stacking rice, threshing it, fanning the grains, the grains are full, the air is filled with the fragrance of rice flowers, and I feel the joy of autumn harvest with my parents. This childhood memory has never left me.

4. It turns out that forty years is just a blink of an eye~ Although the memory of childhood is vague, the appearance of the old house is really the same as in the dream.

5. Childhood memories! Autumn, the harvest season! When I was a child, I ran across the fields. This scene is so beautiful.

6. I want to go back in time and carefully preserve the memories so as not to look for memories of childhood or adulthood. But there are very few, not even a clear photo.

7. I may have been passing by here for almost three years. When I went to eat today, I realized that it has become so strange. It’s completely different from my childhood memories. It’s so strange that my memories are all vague and vague about the paths you took.

8. Even if we no longer have contact with each other, we still often dream about friendship, because in our childhood memories, we were accompanied by these people. Even if you forget these things that have happened, you will still remember them in your dreams.

9. At the beginning of winter, I think of the dumplings made by my father when I was a child. The dumplings are still dumplings now, but they no longer taste like childhood. What I eat is just the memory of my childhood and my father.

10. Nothing in this world belongs to me, and I don’t belong to this world. With my childhood dreams, I linger in my memory of the past vicissitudes of life, which have turned into ancient rhymes and tragic peaks.