Say goodbye to childhood

One day I have to be brave and grow up, look up at the glaring sunshine, and close the pages to forget the beautiful childhood.

--Inscription

Childhood, like the white paper planes, from the front, a slamming sound, crossed a beautiful and infatuating arc. With the gradual increase of age, with this large volume of black and gray paper, it gradually drifted away. I don't understand why I can't be like me before? Why can't you review your childhood?

When I was young, I only had a piece of toffee and a new dress for a few days. Now, why don't I have this feeling?

On the mysterious hillside, look at the dewdrops that have passed through the tip of the leaves. The fireflies are shining with warm light. Look at the silver moonlight hanging on the branches, and warming the treetops slowly. Now, do I still have this feeling?

On the green, green and green grass, on the grass that is illuminated by the sun, full of crystal grass, holding the thin line of kites, carrying the dream running, the wind screaming behind you, whispering beautiful fairy tales with you . Now, will I still do this?

No, no more.

Those times that are pure and innocent, with honey hanging in the sunshine, are getting farther and farther in a birthday song.

Enter the path of youthfulness, and look back at the road of childhood. Those laughter and laughter have become memories. I am growing up now. Not in the naughty entanglement of the river, nor on the beach, leaving a happy footprint, just sitting quietly, listening quietly to the sound of the river flowing.

With the boat of this time, the innocence and dreams of childhood, quietly sailing, quietly drifting, with the wave of life like the ocean, leaving me.

I can't recover, I can't save it!

Our childhood, like a gust of wind, throws our paper plane out of the horizon, leaving only the word "goodbye." But I have not responded for a long time. Let go of your wayward tears! Bravely responded to him and bravely made a firm answer to this sad childhood.

"Goodbye!"

Goodbye, my colorful childhood; goodbye, my childhood full of laughter and laughter; goodbye, my childhood that is gone forever.

First day: Xia Lingxue