Don’t remember your childhood, do it now and cherish it

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Childhood is a long time, but for many people, childhood is short, and many memories gradually Blurred, but my childhood playmate will never be forgotten.

"Auntie, can we play marbles together?" A six-year-old girl said, holding my hand.

Time flies so fast. They all call me auntie. Now, when I am called sister occasionally, I feel so happy that I explode.

The title "Auntie" reminds us of the passage of time and looks back on our childhood.

You can see our shadow in them.

In childhood, there are endless topics to talk about, and many interesting things that happened are still fresh in my memory.

My hometown is in a small mountain village. There are seven or eight families in the small mountain village. Although there are not many people, it is very lively.

My playmate is from my cousin’s aunt’s family. We are similar in age and we spent the longest time playing together in childhood.

I still remember that we played with mud and kneaded the mud into various shapes. Sometimes the mud was relatively dry, so we used saliva to make it sticky. It felt easier to knead it, and we would wait until we achieved something. Laughing heartily.

Sometimes we forget ourselves while playing, and our clothes and pants are all covered in mud. We don’t notice these small details. When we get home, our parents find out, and we are always treated to wooden sticks and bamboo strips. .

Every time after that, every time I played with mud or kneaded clay figures, I would happily run away and go home cautiously, for fear of being discovered by my parents.

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The most unforgettable time was when my playmates and I were in primary school together. The school was far away from home and it took more than two hours to walk on foot. In the first grade of elementary school, we had our final exam. He and I were the only ones in the whole village who had the exam on the same day, so the two of us went to school very early.

It was very foggy and dark, and it was extremely cold. It was so cold in the mountains that people shivered. The wind blew the snow all night, and the road was covered with white snow. Wearing an ill-fitting cotton-padded jacket, I held a torch with him and stumbled on the path to school.

My father made the torch for me, one for each of us.

We held the torch tightly, for fear that the flames would burn my clear and shiny hair. We couldn’t walk too fast for fear that the wind would blow out the flames, and we couldn’t walk too slowly for fear of being trapped inside the bamboo tube. The oil is not enough to burn.

We walked for a long time in winter at half past five in the morning. At that time, I didn't think about when it would break. I just wanted to get to school quickly. If I was late, I would be punished by the teacher.

In the winter of my childhood, the sun came up very late, but our persistence showed up very early.

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Maybe it’s because of our parents. Every time one of us wins a certificate, the other one must also win. Whoever has a big red flower and the other person doesn't have to take care of it according to the family law.

We passed the exam successfully and will go to school to see the results in a few days.

Fortunately, both of us are pretty good and did well in the exam, and both got big red flowers and certificates.

My eyes narrowed when I saw the certificate...

Both of them didn't eat at noon, so they bought a bottle of Coke and some spicy: Lu Cao Mat's stinky dry Zi and the magic chef Xiao Fugui. It can be regarded as the petty bourgeoisie.

After school, we ran home non-stop. It took more than an hour, and when we were halfway there, we slowly stopped.

I still remember that the name of the place is "Sifangdi". It has a twists and turns. The ground has a slope of about 30° and the surface is relatively smooth. We were lying on a corner.

I don’t know where I got the cup. It was similar to the goblet used to pour red wine now. It was very fashionable. I started pouring wine (Coke) like those on TV while enjoying delicious food (Xiao Mala). Those days It's really a pleasure.

There is a scene in which Su Shi said in the Red Cliff poem: "The guests are happy and smile, wash the dishes and drink more. When the core of the food is gone, the cups and plates are in a mess." After that, we slept until the afternoon without realizing it. A passing uncle drove a mule and woke us up.

When I woke up, I realized it was already very late, so I hurried home again.

After we had eaten and drank enough, we were singing songs and beating around with a small wooden stick in one hand. We accidentally made a small scar on the certificate and even cracked it.

I was in a terrible mood at the time. I had finally won the award, but I had ruined it. How should I explain it to my family?

Method 1 that will last a hundred years: The saliva is sticky, and it doesn’t seem to work after trying it. After a while, the seam opened again.

Method 2: Use tape to stick it, but the effect is not good and it is a typical case of being shot.

Method 3: Go back quietly and stick it on the wall by yourself, maybe it won’t be visible?

Oh, that didn’t work. I really had no choice at the time, so I just stuck it on myself. After a while, he even laughed at me.

I instantly came up with a weird idea, asking him to make a small cut on his certificate. When the parents asked about the situation, they said that even the certificate issued by the school had a small crack.

This reason is awesome enough. Now that I think about it, I was too stupid and naive to believe the lies I told.

When he first heard about this idea, he also rejected it and refused to do it.

In the end, I agreed with both hard and soft tactics.

After all, we are on the same front.

We tried every means to cut a small hole as big as my certificate, and finally succeeded in destroying it.

Don’t think about the outcome, we were both beaten when we got home!

Lu Xun once said: Games are the most legitimate behavior of children, and toys are children’s angels. Our behavior is the best explanation.

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When I was a child, I was really innocent, even my pupils were so serious.

What parents say has no effect. Only the teacher’s words are the decree. Whatever the teacher says is what it is. When the teacher praises us, the whole world is my greatest pride. When the teacher criticizes us, it feels like the sky is falling. When the teacher asks us to help with something, it will go up to the mountain of swords and the sea of ??fire. Finish.

I remember one time, our math teacher, Teacher Chen, asked if we had any cypress branches at home and wanted to get some for smoking pork. Because of this sentence, my playmate and I were wondering when to pick it on the way home.

There is a brother who is with us and tells us to set off early tomorrow morning and carry it directly to school after picking it.

The next day, we got up very early and started working in the relatively steep cypress forest. At first, we were picking it alone, and later on, brothers and sisters from the village came to help.

When we were children, we didn’t have mobile phones or watches, so we didn’t know the specific time.

We kept picking, just wanting to pick more.

Unconsciously it was already dawn, and he and I had a large bundle each. After picking it, I still felt great, so I tried my best and walked happily to school.

When we arrived at the school gate, the uncles and aunts at the canteen looked at us curiously. The guard uncle at the school gate stared at us seriously. After entering the campus, other teachers also looked at us in surprise and called for reports after entering the school. At that time, the classmates burst out laughing when they saw us covered by cypress branches...

I still remember Teacher Chen’s expression, smiling happily, but also looking serious and controlling. .

She: You really went and got it for me, I was just saying. Come on, come back and sit down.

We said nothing, sweating profusely and panting.

We are late, very late. It seems to be around nine o'clock, we start class at eight o'clock.

The teacher gave us a break and did not punish us for being late this time.

This move has also become the deepest impression in the minds of the students. Now when talking about the elementary school, they jokingly said: I will always remember the cypress trees on your body and the silly energy of shouting reports... …

The innocence of childhood and the sanity of old age are the fruits of two seasons. We are unadorned and bear the most energetic fruits of summer in our childhood.

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I grew up among boys. When I was in elementary school, I was the only girl of similar age.

When we come home from school, they worry that we walk slowly and get home very late, and it will always be the two of us who get stepped on.

In order to wait for our brothers and sisters in the village to finish class, we lay on a big rock and did our homework.

Let’s steal the oranges from the farmer’s uncle’s house together. Once we hear the sound, we will run away at the speed of a 100-meter race.

Catching crabs together will scare you even if you are timid.

We held the shrimps together, always thinking that we would take these little shrimps back and raise them well so they would grow up.

We were little experts in childhood, and we could also use reed seedlings to weave ponies and various grasshoppers.

We lay on the ground playing marbles, turning over cigarette boxes, showing off our yo-yo skills, making pulleys, walking on stilts...

There are many interesting things that always make people happy. People laughed.

We were in the same school from elementary school to junior high school, and we were separated in high school.

There was not much contact after that, and there were many things that we could not control or communicate. I only know that in my childhood, I had such a very good playmate.

Now he has fully utilized his painting talent as a child and made good use of various resources. He studied visual communication and has particularly strong aesthetic and hands-on practical skills.

He opened his own studio, undertakes wall painting, and also loves photography, PS, and board painting... He is a comprehensive master.

University, the school I was admitted to was also on the same campus.

I think that in college, this rare and precious friendship will definitely reunite.

Don’t know who your childhood playmate was? Do you remember his name and appearance? What interesting things have you experienced together? Are the innocent friendships from childhood still there and strong?

If you still remember, please keep in touch.

San Mao once said: Childhood is only so perfect when it appears in memories.

After all, childhood is something you don’t remember, but you do and cherish it.