Do you remember the happiness of your childhood?

When I was a child, I was very happy to have a bicycle without such a developed network and more diverse means of transportation. Not to mention a mobile phone for each person.

When I was a child, I didn't watch wide-screen TV with cartoons, let alone advanced video games. There are just a group of children. After school, three or five people play with glass balls, or two or three people play with cardboard and cards. As a girl, I prefer to play skipping rope, jumping rubber bands, catching stones and so on. With several girls of the same age. Although I play like that, I feel full and happy every day.

It was always easy to be satisfied when I was a child. I will be very happy to have a homemade slingshot, a few glass beads, cards gathered in instant noodles and hand-made sandbags, and I will be happy to share them with others.

When I was a child, on a hot afternoon, I could eat an old popsicle and drink a bag of soda. I don't feel wronged or unhappy.

The happiest thing in childhood is what seems simple and easy to get now.

Childhood, bit by bit, will never be forgotten.

In spring, what I like best is not flowers, but the time when elms grow. In the 1970s, the economy was still very depressed, especially for some children in remote rural areas, who sometimes did not have enough to eat. Saving money is the best gift nature gives us. When I was eight or nine years old, I climbed a tree with my friends, climbed to the roof, tied a sickle with a long pole and cut it down ... I tried my best to eat all the money on the tree. The joy of eating money with friends is something that children can't feel or experience when eating delicious food. That delicious food is unforgettable so far! This is also one reason why I use "Yu Qian" as a table name in many places.

In summer, my friends and I went to the river to catch fish, paddle, swim, have a water fight and dive to hide and seek ... At that time, adults were not allowed to play with water. When I got home, I was afraid that my parents would make noise, so I sprinkled some dirt on my body and made it dirty to deceive my family. Now, the river there has dried up, and the happiness at that time has become the eternal memory of our generation!

In autumn, all kinds of fruits and vegetables mature. Let's go to the field with friends to pick a peach, a plum, a "dumb orange" (a corn stalk without corn, sweeter than corn), a sweet potato, dig a hole in the ground, pick up some dry branches and leaves, and bake it ... This season is our happiest season.

In winter, there will be thick ice in the river. I will go skating in the river with my friends. One man squatted on the ice and was slipped by another man's hand. There will be laughter when they accidentally fall down together. Take some tiles and throw them parallel to the ice to see whose tiles slide far. The prepared tiles are used up, so I run to pick them up and throw them away.

My favorite thing is snow. Suddenly, the whole world turned white. At that time, it snowed heavily, the temperature was lower and it melted slowly. Especially the snow on the trees, the temperature is slightly higher at noon, and some snow turns into water and drips down the branches. When the weather turns cold in the afternoon, it turns into ice glass hanging on the tree. For three or two days, a tree was covered with ice glass of different lengths, more than a foot long. It is really a fairy tale world wrapped in white and carved with ice. Little friends will have snowball fights in this ice and snow, picking ice glass from trees to eat. At that time, I was in good health I eat more iced glass and never have diarrhea.

Also, I can play with my friends, such as playing with a fork (a toy with two sharp points carved from branches), pressing four corners, playing with glass balls, picking up children and smashing gun barrels ... they can all be fun, but now I think they are full of happiness.

Childhood, I can never go back, and the happiness in these memories can never be forgotten.

I had so many joys in my childhood that I can still remember them clearly now. When I was a child, I was a wild boy, shooting arrows with boys, playing with gyroscopes, throwing sandbags with girls, climbing trees to collect elm money, climbing ladders to dig nests under the eaves, catching fish and shrimp in the river, picking mushrooms and picking wild fruits on the mountains, all of which I have done. Have you ever cooked in the wild? We often cook and eat. We burn ears of wheat in summer and persimmons in autumn. We catch shrimp in the river, sprinkle some salt on the shrimp, pick mulberry leaves, wrap them up and burn them in the fire. They are delicious. Dig medicinal herbs in the mountains, and when you are thirsty, go to the mountain stream to find water to drink. The ditch is full of weeds and dead leaves, and the stream is swift. We'll have a thump thump after coming down. We didn't know it was dirty, but it was sweet.

Childhood is happy, and our children living in the countryside are happier. That kind of happiness is something that children in the city have never felt before. Just a few things, okay?

Watching open-air movies is sultry in summer and cold in winter, and spring and autumn are the best;

In summer, swimming, fishing and shrimping in the river are free;

In autumn, it is very interesting to eat walnuts, dates, apples, apricots, plums, peaches, mulberries and papaya in the fields.

In winter, the river freezes and skating; It's snowing, make a snowman and have a snowball fight;

There are many more. Let's call it a day.

Please raise your hand if someone is wearing it.

Childhood happiness, though not vivid, can be memorable.

The bits and pieces of childhood record our innocence and our stories.

Want to laugh or cry, childhood occupies our hearts. Beautiful sky.

Our childhood is the happiest, without pollution and smog, without traffickers. You can play freely at the age of 3 or 4.

This problem can only be that memory is memory.

Of course I remember. My childhood memory is happy and beautiful. I have played all those mentioned above. At that time, the sky was blue, the air was pure, people were simple and could feel the four seasons. Now, the air is bad and polluted, and the sky is no longer as blue as before. People are more impetuous and selfish. Only two seasons can be perceived. Children basically have no interesting childhood memories, but all they have are endless homework.

Ride a bike up the mountain to pick wild fruits to eat. Watching black and white TV, playing bully video games, and several children playing their own folded cards together. Play with small stones and mud.