childhood

In the long river of memory, there are countless past events, joyful, sad, surprised, ridiculous... They are like delicate shells, treasured in my mind, to say the most happy childhood. With the fun shell, that is this... It’s a day in the summer, the warm wind that is characteristic of the summer is stroking everything, and there is a burst of crisp insects from time to time. I got up early and went alone. Strolling through the woods, singing the songs of the children who just learned, gradually merged with nature. Suddenly, a rhythmic tweet came from my ear. I stopped singing, held my breath, and listened carefully, and the voice gradually became clear. "Know, know...", ah! It turned out that it was a loud song! When I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel the heart. A few days ago, my brother Zhang of the neighbor's family caught a few cockroaches. It looked small and cute. I was still unwilling to let go. So, I ran home, and after I prepared all the tools, I jumped back to the woods. At this point, the woods seemed so quiet.

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