Xi'er had a good voice when she was young. This has also been inherited from Xiaoqing. Singing doesn't have to be used as a meal, but if you sing well, you must sing to everyone, this is your mission, when singing, it is a very magical thing to be able to hear your own voice pleasantly, sometimes singing in the toilet is a few hours, and your legs are numb. If you are not careful, you will also attract neighbors to knock on the door.

The white dove flew overhead, today is Saturday, Xiaoqing remembered her old mother, her voice was not as good as before, and she was singing happily with a microphone, and she was inexplicably distressed.

"Mom!" Xiaoqing shouted.

"What are you doing?" Mama Xi'er straightened Xiaoqing's trouser legs. "We're going to the Bund today. Mom said.

After moving at the age of six, most of the photos from my childhood have been lost. Xiaoqing remembered that the photo was dressed like today, with a strawberry hat, a red dress, and a pair of white leather shoes.

Mom took Xiaoqing to take a ferry, bought a boat coin for five cents, and threw it into the metal barrel of the coin with a clang.

Xiaoqing hasn't held her mother's arm for a long time, and the older she gets, the farther away she is from her parents, even under one roof, there is very little common language. But in this era, Xiaoqing has the adult mind and judgment to protect his mother, and has the ability to hide his child's body, and now he wants to look up to his mother, I haven't felt this way for a long time.

It's good to be young, it's good to be young.

Xiaoqing took her mother's hand and walked towards the dock, the road under her feet was made of iron, it was the kind of net-like gap, only the middle road was an iron plate, and when she walked to the net-like road next to it, she could see the water of the Huangpu River through the gap, a kind of turquoise, how to describe it, just like the turquoise mixed with soapy water, the water of the Huangpu River has a smell, which instantly makes people return to their childhood, but isn't it childhood now.

The passengers were crowded behind the barbed mesh, and every time I saw this, I thought it was a little funny, because what separated the passengers from the dock was a wire mesh gate that would only open when the boat was docked, and it would be accompanied by the ringing of a bell, which was the old-fashioned class bell.

Ding~ The door opened, and everyone rushed to the boat. Every time I crossed the gap between the boat and the shore, I felt like I was going to fall.

Xiaoqing dragged her mother to the second floor of the boat, where the platform could see a more open view.

The steamer closes its doors and leaves the shore, and sometimes seabirds fly by, and there are some greenery on the river, far from the shore and at the same time approaching the opposite shore.

The ship finally came to shore, and the two minutes passed happily.

Xiaoqing stood expertly in place, and the boat swayed when it landed, and the other passengers did not stand firm to varying degrees.

When I was a child, I thought it was very interesting, and it was a sense of accomplishment to stand firm haha.

"Mom, let's go take the car~. Xiaoqing continued to tug on her mother's sleeve.

I still want to describe this bus in the early 90s. It's really fun. There is a table in front of the conductor's seat, and Xiaoqing especially likes to collect ticket stubs haha.

When I got home, I glued the ticket stub to the notebook, and I recorded it in my 10th birthday diary.

The bus is driving on the overpass, how to describe this feeling, like the dream that I often dreamed of before junior high school, the slope of its driving is like a roller coaster, which is a little unsettling, but also very interesting, when going uphill, it is slow, and the turn downhill is very steep.

Xiaoqing looked at the passers-by under the bridge, each as small as an ant, the expectation of going uphill and the sense of loss of going downhill intertwined. "But isn't it, when I grow up, every time I go to the playground in the spring, I stand below and carry bags for people, because I'm afraid of heights~" muttered to himself.

"Honghu water, waves, waves~" Xi'er relaxed and began to sing.

When they were young, they were recognized as having a good voice in the factory.

Miraculously, Xiaoqing's mobile phone can actually be used, but in order not to disturb the order of time and space, lead to the butterfly effect, and irreparable things, Xiaoqing uses the mobile phone as a toy.

Xiaoqing took pictures of her mother singing and the surrounding scenery.

Ka Cha, the photographer on the Bund took a photo of Xiaoqing. A five-year-old child simply has a heart of old scheming and vicissitudes

"Ten dollars a piece is so expensive?"