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The days that have passed together


I remembered the days when we played in our childhood, and the corners of our mouths did not make a sweet smile. The mind is all about our "running" picture.

Kindergarten books The happiest time of a child, her appearance has increased my happiness. We are the most innocent of young, we often play at home. She is a "mother", I am often sick and spoiled in her arms, she always fits my needs. When I was young, the game seemed to be annoying when I was playing for 100 times. It is not an exaggeration to say that except for the time of three meals a day, almost everything else is playing hide and seek, jumping rubber bands, and eagle catching chickens.

Even the best friends will quarrel, but noisy. We will also be arrogant and arrogant because of some trivial things, but we will talk and laugh together as usual the next day. When I was young, I should be the least sensible. I would go to Meng Meng’s house because I care about my mother, and forced her to leave home with me. I was so overbearing at the time, but she had no complaints.

I will also stand in front of her when she is being bullied by a boy, bravely using her tender shoulders to shelter her from the wind and rain. I still remember the scene where we were chased by the owner of the farmland because of the boring excuses of being uncomfortable at school. When we were young, the one that ran was a quick one. Perhaps it is because of the temptation of my corn.

In a blink of an eye, after more than a decade, many things have found ups and downs, and the three years of good memories. Walking through the ups and downs, there is still one step to see the rainbow. Unfortunately, we all grew up and can't go back.

First day: Zu Jiawen

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