Yesterday, today and tomorrow

Another year Children's Day, I have forgotten how long that he no longer has such a holiday, time flies, time flies, our childhood, when innocence, when the tender was the years of corruption river and invasion of muddy, people have changed already. Along the way, little by little we grew up, and then a little bit older.

A pair of walking in the garden, very open Bana Yan, leafy roads, the sun kiss my face, exudes gentle gorgeous color. I see those long lost laughter in front of happy face, the children, some are playing video games, and some chic slide with roller skating, I suddenly thought of a child of their own, have had such a slapstick, but in different ways to play Bale. Times are different now, when so many of us there is no high-tech entertainment, leisure time we just kick the shuttlecock, a billiard table, patted shown, Duoduo dodge, jumping rubber band, then to have a popular pulley car, very happy. I still remember when this season, we often play for everyone to go fly a kite on the ground ore, from memory, the wind is warm, when the kite in our eyes, is the high flying high, I still remember, Then look no kite shapes the present, but no flashing colored lights, the most is the large pink and white butterfly, perhaps, when the kite is not beautiful now, but when it is flying in the air , I vaguely remember the carefree time, when you can look kite ugg boots 5809 chestnut bailey button fancy
arbitrary sway, circled. Sometimes, we even over the wall uphill naughty, climbed into his family's two-story roof to fly a kite, we believe that we can put this high place far, and then looked at the ground floor will be very proud of children, they are not brave ridicule.

We are the generation who grew up poor children, 80 of us, not too many rich childhood, our childhood memories, in the eyes of the children now, really really very naive, perhaps, only go there we can appreciate species-specific good.

Who we are. Eager to grow up, as long as adults, can have their own future, I still remember childhood in a language lesson, the teacher asked, why want to grow up? There are self-reported Bong Yong students stood up and loudly said: "grew up, the teacher was not afraid." At that time, the class burst of laughter. What a lovely answer, is not it?

I write to you, my heart suddenly felt unusual to meet and comfortable, our childhood is happy, we do not have too much pressure, although the school is relatively heavy at the time, but at least we have left innocent smile. We do not have too much trouble, we feel the noise and complex society, we are just pure, unbridled feeling of profound inner peace and quiet. We like peace and quiet waters, no ups and downs of the waves, such as the side of the Guanghua clear mirror, even if the number of vitality and lifted the outside world, we are still happy. Our desire was growing up, we do not want to actually become a dream. Now we remember childhood, perhaps, this is an evasion of social responsibility.

I want peace, pure desire, desire to look for in a noisy party in the Pure Land, comfort my weary soul. I would like to quietly see the blue sky and white clouds, to see blue skies, to see the birds flying romantic, watching butterflies dance in front of me. I would rather know the truth of the most original, 1 plus 1 equals 2! Rather than try to figure out guess the answer is not there any other!