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. I thought I was great, but I 4 years 3 months ago #136314

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What did we look like as children? Running barefoot by the railway, chasing the sunset; under the stone bridge, she smiled and hide and seek; glass beads and hero cards in school bags, lollipops and comic books in her palm. The ginkgo flowers bloomed in front of the iron gate, and Xun was sitting in the courtyard to accept shoes; he was joking and hip-hop on the way to school, and the water flowing between the fields was bursting. It turns out that there is a house in the hut opposite! In the night's sleep Marlboro Lights, there are big white rabbit toffees with sticky teeth, and also to become a fairy and a scientist. Waking up in the morning and seeing mud stains and stick figures on the white wall, sticky drool on the pillows. It turned out that a new day has come! We grew up day by day Carton Of Cigarettes, spring came and came again, and the old sycamore sprouts. We have treasures and towers in the sand on the seashore, and the benches at home are built into a "home" Cigarettes For Sale. It turns out that days are always slow! Later we moved to a new home with a 20-inch color TV and leather sofa. At 5:30, the windmill animation, and sitting under the cool starry night after dinner, let's talk about the new animation. Adults often talk incomprehensible words. We are afraid of ghosts on TV hiding under the bed, but we have to grow up. The rain kept falling in the memory, and the cicada's cry filled the whole summer vacation. The new semester is coming, and long hair has to be cut. As we grow up day by day, we also start to look forward to the future and want change. I thought I was great, but I didn't dare pass it to her. Imagine a tape encounter under a banyan tree, wearing a white shirt at dusk, playing her acoustic guitar. We, young and indifferent, quietly blushed. I thought how great I was. It turned out that I hadn't fully grown up yet. It was like this when we were children.
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