Legend of the Great Sage

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The day before yesterday, in the afternoon.

A person is walking on a dusty road, and the sunshine is gray. In the early summer of this small county in the Central Plains, although I have lived here for more than 20 years, there is still nothing worth remembering, only the floating dullness and Anxious, I hate this city and the memories.

But the feeling of walking alone still reminds me of something. Many years ago, many times, when I was a child, I seemed to have walked like this alone for a long, long time.

At that time, I would not be as dizzy and wandering as I am now. I would neither think about novels nor recall the past. My eyes would be wandering, and everything from telephone poles to wheels, from the sky to billboards, would be filled with unclear meanings. , fragmented details and images.

Children always lack concentration on everything. This is not a blessing, because even pain cannot attract my attention for a long time. As I cried, I remembered the half piece of chocolate in my hand, stuffed it into my mouth, ate it and cried at the same time. This made my father very angry and thought this was a very unpromising behavior.

However, if children focus on pain like adults, their fragile hearts may not be able to bear it!

Walking on the road with such a mood, I can't help but wonder if I haven't grown up yet. Perhaps the memories of the past twenty years are all some kind of illusion. If the bloated clothes worn on the body are peeled off layer by layer, there will be a dirty, naked little boy inside. His eyes are erratic and he looks very unpromising. Crying while eating chocolate.

Hey, I suddenly remembered a certain memory. When I was in the first grade of elementary school, I went to the other end of the county with a group of friends to pick up bullet casings at a shooting range. When we came back, the guy who was riding me on a bicycle insisted on letting me take him, but I didn't know how to ride a bicycle at that time. It was many years before I learned to ride a bicycle, and it took me a week.

After a dispute, everyone felt unbalanced and unwilling to take me. I pursed my lips and stayed out of the matter. Finally, I said I would go by myself, and then those bastards rode back.

So I walked through the unfamiliar city under the sun and with vague feelings - it seemed very huge at that time - for more than three hours. It was already dark when I got home, and all I got was a bullet casing, but I don’t feel any sadness at all, I even think it’s natural that since I can’t ride a bike I have to walk!

In fact, if you think about it, if you had said something soft at that time, or simply acted badly and held the bicycle seat to prevent them from leaving, they would have been able to get back by car!

In many things in the future, there seemed to be similar and better choices, but in the end, I just pursed my lips and walked away alone. I really didn't learn to be smart at all!

Ah, I have talked so much without realizing it, and I have shared my beautiful childhood memories with everyone, in honor of Children’s Day.

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