childhood
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Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are shouting summer.
Only butterflies stop on the swing beside the playground.
The teacher's chalk is still chattering on the blackboard.
Waiting for class, waiting for school, waiting for childhood games.
There is everything in the welfare society, except that there is not a dime in the pocket.
Zhuge Shiro and the Magic Party, who grabbed the sword?
Why haven't the girls in the next class passed my window yet?
Snacks in my mouth, cartoons in my hand, my first childhood.
I always wait until I go to bed to know that I have only done a little homework.
I always wait until I finish the exam to know that I haven't finished all the books I should read.
An inch of time is an inch of gold. The teacher said that an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time.
Day after day, year after year, a daze childhood.
No one knows why the sun always sets on the other side of the mountain.
No one can tell me whether there are immortals living in the mountains.
How many days always a person staring at the sky in a daze.
So curious, so fantasizing about such a lonely childhood.
Dragonflies fly over the green rice fields in the sun.
Neither watercolor crayons nor kaleidoscopes can draw a rainbow on the horizon.
When can I have a face as mature and grown up as my seniors?
Looking forward to holidays, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to growth.
Day after day, year after year, looking forward to growing up.
Phenomenon seventy-two changes
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There are 72 martyrs in Huanghuagang and 72 disciples in Confucius.
The Monkey King's magic changed in seventy-two, and we waited until seventy-two in the Republic of China.
Feng shui changes every year. How many seas turned into mulberry fields overnight?
In this long history of 5,000 years, there are successes and failures.
It is clearly written on your face that you are a wise man through and through.
Take your steps in a hurry. You are a modern man in a hurry.
Some people work and work silently, while others live a quiet life.
Some people fight and kill in broad daylight, and some people shoot singers in the dark.
With the improvement of urban modernization, everyone pursues a little happiness.
What psychological factor is eating the expressway every year?
Wandering on the overpass in Ximending, how many civilized people are there on the sidewalk?
It's like seeing civilized cars on the rampage, and I don't know what everyone thinks.
A year has passed and it is a new year. Every year, modernity lingers on the edge of tradition.
In every new year, we make a little progress every day for 365 days.
Seeing that the tall buildings are built higher and higher, our human feelings are getting weaker and weaker.
Friends are becoming more and more polite, just because we meet less and less.
The price of apples is not as high as before. Maybe they don't taste good now.
Just as color TV sets are becoming more and more fancy, fewer and fewer people can distinguish between black and white.
A year has passed and it is a new year. Every year is a new year.
In every new year, we make a little progress every day for 365 days.
It is a simple truth that real life cannot wait for miracles.
If it is easy to survive, just keep a little distance from people.
But life cannot be like acting. How to face yourself with a mask?
Maybe you will really find some miracles, as long as you put aside some face problems.
Maybe you will find that life is beautiful as long as you put aside some face problems.
Your appearance
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Whose voice did I hear? It was like a sobbing river in that dream.
I saw whose footsteps were far away, covering my sad eyes when I said goodbye.
What I don't understand is why you are willing to let dust carve your face.
Just like the forgotten world once had your name and my voice.
That sad song always tells a little sad past in my dream.
Seemingly casual, it is a bleak shadow after drying tears.
What I don't understand is why you can't dissolve in the world.
Are you late for tomorrow's origin? Thank you for your smile, my mood.
You stand in the world.
Clever children carry fragile lanterns.
Handsome boy, you turn your troubles into dust.
Lonely child, you are the grace of creation.
You stand in the world.
Smart children carry their beloved lanterns.
Handsome boy, you turn your troubles into dust.
Lonely child, you are the grace of creation.
El mar no es azul
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So gentle, you gave me a dream.
Wandering vaguely in the undulating waves
In your arms
So affectionate, you woke up my dream.
Like every boundless spray in the sea.
On you.
Dreams come true, turn around, rough, no world of mortals.
The remaining waterline left resentment. I hope he is still alive.
Yesterday's figure can accompany you forever.
It's strange that you shattered my dream.
As if it were a brief light on the water.
This is my life.
The Story of Time
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Flowers in spring, wind in autumn, sunset in winter
Disappointed, young, I used to think so in ignorance.
The windmill circulates in the songs of the four seasons every day.
I grew up year after year in romantic poetry.
The story of running water took away time and changed a person.
For the first time in that sentimental and waiting youth.
Yellowing photos, old letters and faded Christmas cards
I'm afraid you have forgotten the song I wrote for you when I was young.
Past vows are like colored bookmarks in that textbook.
How many beautiful poems have been carved are just a wisp of smoke after all.
The story of running water took away time and changed two people.
In that sentimental youth who shed tears for the first time
Distant journey, yesterday's dream and distant laughter.
How many miles did we walk before we met again?
I'm no longer familiar with the old days. I have old crazy dreams.
It's no longer familiar. You're still smiling.
The story of running water took away time and changed us.
I remember it for the first time in that sentimental youth.