What does it feel like to be small?

Last weekend, I met my hair Yuanyuan, who came back from Sweden very hard. We stretched out our arms and hugged each other tightly as soon as we met. After the hug, we stopped and saw that the other party had not changed at all, but we couldn't help hugging again, regardless of the surprise of the people around us. This is a ceremony that we have never changed since childhood. Hug first when you meet, and then look into each other's eyes with tears when you leave. I have known each other for more than twenty years, and I have become sentimental.

We met at the municipal kindergarten when we were four years old. Yuanyuan is two years earlier than me, and she is already the big sister of the kindergarten middle class. I remember that day at the class gate, my mother introduced me to Yuan Yuan, saying that she was the daughter of my mother's good friend. Turning to Yuanyuan, he said, you can take care of Melissa Zhou. Yuan Yuan stared at two big eyes and nodded excitedly in the face of her mother's will to smile. She skipped up to me, took my hand and dragged me into the house. I turned around in tears, lingering on my mother's figure, but I couldn't pull back my round and clenched little hand. After mom left, Yuanyuan pointed to a small seat and said to me, just sit there. I sniffled and sat in that small seat. Yuanyuan sent two assistants, just like two people sitting on my left and right. They both said they would "take care of" me.

Later, wherever I went, the two generals followed me, and I couldn't get rid of them. In my young world, I feel tired for the first time.

When sleeping at noon, Yuanyuan must sleep with me, so every noon, we both sleep in the same bed, sometimes side by side, sometimes head to foot, and we always secretly whisper what the teacher ate at noon. She always tells me to tuck in the quilt and sometimes I have to tie my shoelaces when I get up. Gradually, Hem and Ha disappeared, and we became inseparable girlfriends.

At that time, my deskmate in kindergarten was Zhang Han. He is cute, chubby face and beautiful eyebrows. Once at lunch, Nate and I were talking about dinner. He said that the earth is like this bowl, and the rice belongs to people. I think this is the same metaphor as truth. Yes, there are many people on the earth, just like this rice grain.

Yuanyuan once told Nate and me that she and Ding were getting married. Nate and I shrugged and smiled at each other. I asked Yuanyuan, what is marriage? She said kissing the nose was a wedding. Then she and Ding squatted under the table and kissed each other's noses. Zhang Han snickered at them while covering her mouth, and turned to me and said, Let's get married, too. I winked and said yes. We all kissed each other on the nose. This is marriage.

The next day, we were as usual. He painted his plane and I painted my Tiananmen Square. I completely forgot the fact that I was married before I went to school the day before. Twenty years later, he performed in Meteor Garden and became a star. I married someone else.

Among my good friends in kindergarten, I only have Yuan. During the holiday from kindergarten to primary school, we studied children's painting together in the art museum. Because we talk endlessly every day, the teacher often makes us stand as punishment. Also, the teacher took the opportunity to draw us several times because the two of us stood as punishment.

After graduating from primary school, we still meet regularly and watch The Lion King in the cinema together. At that time, my mother was still an employee of the film company, and Yuanyuan often met me in the cinema. Once she came late. I was already asleep in the chair on duty when she came, but I vaguely felt that she was coming, but I was too lazy to open my eyes. I felt her little hand stroking my forehead. My mother asked her, "Do you want me to wake Melissa Zhou?" She said, "Don't disturb her, let her have a good sleep." I fell asleep again, and when I woke up, I realized that Yuanyuan had really been here, and I felt that I would regret crying.

When I graduated from primary school, Yuan Yuan stayed in my home for four days, which was the longest time we stayed together. I took her to play badminton, watched my aunts dance in the square dance and took her to learn new concept English. At the same time, I put on my same two-color bear T-shirt, just like twins. We also go to learn painting together. She was lively, curious and never stopped talking, and soon became a model for the whole studio.

Later, when I was in middle school, Yuanyuan moved to Shanghai with her family. For a long time, we lost touch. Until we had each other's QQ and blog, we regained our enthusiasm and became a university. During the holiday, she came back from Shanghai and asked me to get her ears pierced. This is the first time she has pierced her ears. We went to the beauty salon together. She pulled me nervously. I sat beside her, holding her little hand as soft as when I was a child, and accompanying her to complete a witness of youth.

She is very talented in photography. When she was in Shanghai, she used to be a food magazine. Every photo is very beautiful, which is in line with my aesthetics. Until she followed her husband to Sweden, I could still feel the beauty of her life from her beautiful photos.

Now she is the mother of two children. My daughter Xixi especially likes to help children and teachers in kindergarten, like a small monitor. When she described this phenomenon to me cheerfully, I was not surprised at all, but said, fool, Xixi is just like you.

At this meeting, we held hands all the way, holding hands at the movies until the grip was sour. I have good friends at different stages, but for Yuanyuan, although we seldom meet, every time we are together, it is like holding a soft sponge. She is still so cute and bright, and her smile is still the same tone. Being alone with her seems to meet my childhood again.

I don't know if you still have such a childhood child, who grew up together and matured together, but always as naive as a child when together.