Short childhood

Since I was a small country, I feel lost myself. Surrounded by countless seas all day long, it seems that I can never finish it. At this moment, I slept a very heavy, very fragrant feeling, I dreamed of myself five years ago.

"Haha, hahaha..." At this time, who is cheering, I look at the little girl with long hair, especially familiar. She is barefooted, how happy she is, carefree, stepping on the brisk footsteps, in the furry grass, in the dazzling flowers, playing near the crystal clear stream, still holding Rooted foxtail. Who is it? I went up.

When she turned her head, I was shocked, but I quickly calmed down. It turned out that this is the self five years ago. Her mouth formed a crescent shape, and said to me with a smile: "Sister, I will take you to play fun, okay?" After that, she pulled my hand and ran towards the direction of a lake.

what! This is really a paradise. A pink peach tree leans against a green willow tree, reflected on the lake, and dyed a nice red and green. Next to it is a tall and green mountain connected to one, especially quiet. "Sister, can you push me?" She begged, and I found out that there was a swing, so she pushed hard, and she smiled happily, like a crisp wind ring.

This is only two of us. We are running on the green prairie and running all the time, fearing that there will be no more time in the future. From time to time, I spent a few more flowers on my hair. Tired, we sat in the small lake, leaning against the tree, chatting about the sky, how comfortable it is!

Unfortunately, this dream is too short. I haven’t been able to swim freely, I’ve been woken up by my mom, and I’m rushing to school, and I have to be locked in by the surging sea of ​​bounds. Childhood childhood, when will you come back to me and let me be true to myself.

Fourth grade: Yang Shuyan