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Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer.

On the swing beside the playground, only butterflies stop on it.

The teacher's chalk is still chattering on the blackboard.

Waiting for class, waiting for school, waiting for childhood games.

There is everything in the welfare society, except that there is not a dime in the pocket.

Zhuge Shiro and the Magic Party, who grabbed the sword?

Why haven't the boys in the next class passed my window yet?

Snacks in my mouth, cartoons in my hand, my first childhood.

I always wait until I go to bed to know that I have only done a little homework.

I always have to wait until the exam to know that I haven't finished all the books I should read.

An inch of time is an inch of gold. The teacher said that an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time.

Day after day, year after year, a daze childhood.

No one knows why the sun always sets on the other side of the mountain.

No one can tell me whether there are immortals living in the mountains.

How many days always a person staring at the sky in a daze.

So curious, so fantasizing about such a lonely childhood.

Dragonflies danced in the sun, and green rice fields appeared.

Neither watercolor crayons nor kaleidoscopes can draw a rainbow on the horizon.

When can I have a face as mature and grown up as my seniors?

Looking forward to holidays, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to growth.

Day after day, year after year, looking forward to growing up.