She, I

After breaking away from childhood and rushing to the adult world in a hurry, the memory of childhood became more and more vivid, even the beating, tears and loneliness that no one knew at that time, you can tell people around you again and again with a smile. I remember that when I was a child, I liked to throw firecrackers during the Spring Festival, although I was scolded every year. At that time, I didn’t understand why adults didn’t like us to set off firecrackers, saying that it was too noisy, I am one by one, only one sound at a time; Saying that it was too loud, how could there be a silent artillery battle; he said it would hurt people. I am not a bad guy. I will get out of the way when people come. This is clearly that adults deliberately find fault. Now I think I was really angry and ridiculous at that time. Children are always noisy and lovely. For example, this downstairs is shouting his name towards a family upstairs at the top of his voice. It turns out that the fixed sentence patterns, such as playing in XX and coming down in XX, have been used till now. I remember that when there were many people in the past, we all shouted by division of labor. She would not care about making any noise, nor would she expect to call others to come down. Even if they lived on the first floor, they would not go in and knock at the door. They all grabbed the window and looked inside while calling, anyway, there is only one way of communication. My purpose was very simple. She wanted to have fun in the bombardment. Obviously, she wanted to call the one upstairs down. Then why can’t I find someone to shout like him now? Why don’t I dare to fire now? Is it really because it is impolite to quarrel with others? Or is it because I have carried too much and lost my true courage? Children always feel that the world of adults cannot be understood, because adults are too rational and complicated. Children’s purity and kindness always quarrel with them. Their hearts are so quiet that they are too sensitive to tolerate any noise. Every time I saw a group of children running past me with fun and pushing, I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. I miss myself, who was also unknown in those years, but I couldn’t take off my high heels and throw away my leather bag to join them and run with them. Children, can you know how beautiful you are? If you smile, the sun will shine!

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