Where did the time go? Photos

In the Spring Festival Gala of the Year of the Horse, the song "Where Has the Time Gone" evoked people's nostalgia. Children are growing up and parents are getting older...

Bumou Coincidentally, just before the Spring Festival, Qianbao's small reporter team launched a "time travel": some found photos of their parents when they were young, photos of youth, and wrote down the stories of when the photos were taken, and some imitated The photos of mom and dad were taken in the old place and a new photo belonging to our little reporter was taken. Time makes people grow up and get older, but old photos give us the key to find the years.

Using old photos to open the time tunnel and go back in time, our little reporter discovered: It turns out that my mother was so wanton when she was young, wearing a suspender top, holding a straw hat in her hand, and looking chic. Youth is invincible; it turns out that my father was a little naughty when he was a child. When taking pictures, half of his shirt was tucked into his waistband and half was still exposed... Here, we select four old photos. From the stories of the passage of time, we see warmth and reincarnation.

My present is the past that they cannot go back to

On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Gushan.

At the end of the year, there were fewer tourists in West Lake, and the mist and rain seemed deserted. That is Xizi who always looks good with light make-up and heavy make-up. She is a girl who is always young and enchanting. Although my home is in Hangzhou, I don't often come to this lake, so I miss many opportunities to appreciate it.

Gushan by the West Lake once had my mother’s beautiful youth days, and the photo album has become the best testimony.

I found the photos my mother took at the Crane Pavilion in Gushan when she was as old as I am now. At that time, the two stone cranes in the middle of the water were one high and one low, as if they were spreading their wings and dancing. My mother was leaning on the railing of the stone bridge, holding a straw hat in her hand, with a chic and invincible air of youth.

I also had a cool time in front of the Crane Fang Pavilion. The same place, the same scenery, it’s just that the hourglass of time has passed through twenty-six years. The flying white crane has been replaced by a dignified bronze crane. The vegetation is still lush and time is still moving forward. I squatted down on the stone bridge and looked at my reflection in the water. The appearance in the water is probably that of my mother more than 20 years ago. I never imagined that my mother, who was always nagging and always arguing with me, was once so young and beautiful. Time always brings determination without hesitation. Mr. Lin, who lives in seclusion in an isolated mountain, even though he has the carefree life of a plum wife and a crane child, and does not seek the free and easy life of Wen Da, he is afraid that he will have no choice but to face the passing of time.

Looking up, the West Lake is still misty, like a woman wearing light makeup and a veil. You can only see her as beautiful as she is today, and she can only remain in the memory of history.

It turns out that time takes away more than just youth. Our present is the past they can never get back to.

Tong Xinyuan (Class 914, Qianjiang Xincheng Experimental School)

My mother’s childhood was happier than mine

My classmates all envy me for having a good mother. She always has a childlike innocence - she will accompany me to watch all-night movies and talk about martial arts novels, she will feed stray cats with me and watch ants move, she will take me to ride a bicycle around the West Lake to explore lotus flowers at night...

Sometimes I am curious, how did my mother spend her childhood? I think it must be funnier than me. By the way, go look for your mother’s childhood in the photo album.

I carefully opened the photo album collected by my grandma. The black and white photos in it are so precious.

Look, how happy my mother’s childhood was! She was playing in the snow, she was riding a wooden horse, she was climbing the rockery...etc., I found a very interesting photo. The mother in the photo is much smaller than I look now, and she is driving a toy car. That car looked square, but not as fashionable as today's go-karts. My mother sat in the car and almost occupied all the seats.

Grandma recalled something and said: "This should be a photo of your mother when she was in elementary school (in the early 1980s). There were several new toy cars added to the children's park at that time. You My mother liked it so much that I had to give it a try. I was worried that she wouldn’t be able to drive it, but she learned it and drove it for several laps before she was willing to get off. “Haha, no wonder I like driving go-karts. It turns out to be my mother’s genes. kick in. I really want to travel back to my mother’s childhood so that I can show off my skills and race against my mother.

My mother has always believed that childhood time is very precious, and time is gone forever. She hopes that I can also leave a lot of good memories, so I have so much time to play and participate in A wide variety of activities.

I think my mother’s childhood was happier than mine. Thank you for growing up with me, my good mother!

Zhang Shuhan (Class 6, 2, Xuejun Primary School)

Those photos taken

In 2014. Time tunnel, go back 35 years ago. 1979. arrive.

Are you familiar with the time you rewind? You are indeed not familiar with it, but your parents are very familiar with it... In that era, there were no large-screen touch smartphones, no iPads or iPhones, no laptops, and no SLRs or selfie devices...

About 35 years ago, my mother was barely two years old.

Taking pictures at that time was not an ordinary thing: boys wore small suits and white shirts, and girls wore white tops and red skirts. They had serious expressions and rarely took secret photos.

The camera used for taking pictures is filled with black and white film, which costs about ten yuan a roll and contains 36 pictures. Isn't it very cheap? But don’t forget, most people at that time earned about thirty yuan a month.

Color? Oh, by the way, color film was a luxury item back then.

When you got a camera, bought film, took photos with great joy, and then started to enjoy them...stop, it wasn't like that back then, you had to go to a photo shop to develop them!

At that time, taking pictures was a big deal, and you had to dress up specially. Thirty-five years ago, my mother wore a vest knitted by her grandmother and a shirt made by her grandmother with a big bow, and solemnly went to the park to take this photo.

Because he is only two years old, he does not follow the trend of wearing a white top and red skirt, nor does he have a serious expression - instead he smiles brightly and is extremely otherworldly. The photos taken at that time were so lively, and they are really rare and precious now.

Through the time tunnel, return to 2014.

Nowadays, you don’t have to worry about taking pictures, and you don’t have to dress up specially before taking pictures. I have my own smartphone, iPad, and camera, so I can take pictures anytime and anywhere.

In the passing time, there are always things worth remembering and comparing. After comparing, you will suddenly discover the beauty of your current life.

Xie He Yingzi (Class 7-12, Caihe Middle School)

Summer Camp

A few days ago, I accidentally found a photo of my mother when she was a child, so I So I started to "get to the bottom of things" and asked my mother the story behind this photo. This photo is like a key, opening the door of time and taking me back to my mother's boyhood.

"I just graduated from the third grade of junior high school," my mother said slowly. "At that time, I participated in the school's summer camp and went to Tianmu Mountain in Lin'an. At that time, there was no expressway to Lin'an, and our bus bumped on the road. For more than 4 hours, everyone could only chat with each other while sitting in the car, and the rest of the time could only be in a daze. "This photo was taken while we were playing in the creek on the mountain. It's summer, but it's very cool on the mountain. Everyone splashed water on each other and had a lot of fun."

After listening to my mother's story, I couldn't help but think back to my experience in Singapore with my classmates last summer: It was also in Singapore. In junior high school, I also traveled with my classmates; it took the same 4 hours, and my mother took a car to Lin'an, but now we took a plane to Singapore; it was also a tourist attraction, and my mother went to ancient temples and villas with thick trees, and we We visited all kinds of high-rise buildings and magnificent sculptures...

Perhaps, now we can no longer experience the feeling of eight or nine people crowded into a small room; it is also difficult to experience the feeling of being in a bus A few hours of boredom on the road.

From our parents' childhood to ours, we have gone through earth-shaking changes, but what remains unchanged is our curiosity about the outside world, our excitement when traveling with our companions, and our innocence of heart!