No, fairy tale

I have often listened to the "Fairy Tale" of Guangliang. The beautiful melody and the touching lyrics opened the gate of my memory all at once. I seemed to have passed through the time tunnel and returned to the childhood full of fairy tales.

Fairy tale, how familiar and strange the name is! When I was in kindergarten, the happiest and most happy thing was to see the teacher take out the thick story book from the bag and then say to us with awkwardness: "Children, this class we tell stories." At this time, chaos The sly classroom will soon be silent, one by one, sitting upright, erecting ears, and listening to each other.

"A long time ago..." In my memory, many, many fairy tales started like this. From the teacher's story, I know that the forest is home to dwarves, Snow White, clever rabbits and sly foxes; there are mermaids, shrimps, crabs, and big turtles in the sea; there are many small pairs of white wings in the sky. Angel; the moon is still living with 嫦娥, Wu Gang, Yu rabbit...

At that time, the biggest wish in my heart was to live in the forest. In this way, during the day, you can go across the bamboo basket with the white rabbit to pick up the big and fragrant mushroom; pick the ripe peach and apple with the monkey; you can also take the flowers with the little red riding hood to visit her grandmother; In the evening, I can take the angel's wings to go to heaven to accompany me.

In this way, I grew up in the cradle of fairy tales. When you grow up, it means you have to get out of the fairy tale. Usually, the teacher will not tell fairy tales in class. They will point to the textbook and say to us: "The spaceship can send us to the moon." Hey, isn't it an angel? Apple is not a witch used to poison Snow White, but in the classroom for us to learn mathematics; the natural moonbook is so ugly, and no one lives at all; there is no mermaid in the sea, it will be There are many sharks that eat people. There are countless planets and stars in the sky, that is, there are no angels...

Ha ha! What a cruel reality! I have been growing up. Now I am growing up, but the world is getting ugly. I knew I would rather not grow up.

Of course, this is impossible, so I can only accept it slowly and adapt to it. Fairytales are gradually being replaced by reality.

When I think of fairy tales again, its footsteps are getting farther and farther away from me. Looking at its gradually blurred figure, I felt inexplicably sad. Can you not feel sad? In order to grow up, I took out the fairy tale and exchanged it. When I watched it helpless, I didn't have the ability to stay.

"I want to be a fairy tale, the angel you love, open your hands and turn your wings to protect you..."

I also want to protect you, but I really can't do it. No, my childhood, don't, my beloved fairy tale.

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