Time slipped away inadvertently.

Yesterday I was still discussing what to do today, but when I opened my eyes, I found that I was one step closer to the New Year, and the child next to the bed had woken up early and was happily playing. Looking at his home, looking at the strange and familiar environment around him, recalling the phone call appointments of friends for more than 20 years yesterday, I suddenly found that I had slowly become the group of people I hated the most in order to live and travel.

Looking back on the past, I remember it vividly.

Before dawn, I was carrying my schoolbag early, and I was still in a semi-dazed state, but my mother was walking in the long dark alley with the firewood on duty prepared for herself yesterday.

When it came to the wax moon, the morning of early winter had already covered the white coat on the earth, walking on the way to school, I was angry, walking alone in the cold wind, thinking about the homework assigned by the teacher yesterday will not be done, this morning to come to the class early to plagiarize, I happily calculated who can do it, recalling last night under the leadership of my father, visiting the neighbors, just to get a question, but in the end no one can answer, this is also my own study for five years, the first time in the acquiescence of parents, allowed to come to the class to find the answer to other classmates。

Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing, looking at the same or lonely person walking on the road, or the person who had already agreed to go to school together at the door of the house early, it was really time for me to speed up the pace, the student on duty took the key to the class, and was the first to arrive, and was responsible for lighting the stove.

After watching "100,000 Whys", I found that the stall owner who came to the school early every morning was the first to come to the front of the school, and he also saw the students who came to greet him with the most sincere smile.

When I came to the door of the classroom, I saw that some students were already waiting at the door, took off their thick gloves, listened to the blame and shouts of the classmates next to me, and opened the door, in a blink of an eye, twenty years, and quietly slipped away in a hurry.......

Maybe we are the generation that we will miss the most, born in the era of the alternation of the old and the new, enjoying the same childhood, different time, the biggest promise of parents to themselves is to save your New Year's money for you, and they are still thinking about where their New Year's money was saved in high school, but ignoring how much money they have spent in the past ten years, watching their parents grow old day by day, I really want to be dreaming before, not now in the dream recalling the past, when I woke up, it was the head teacher standing in front of his desk with a textbook, and the same table had already elbowed and kicked himself with a small whip kick, all of this, as if it reappeared yesterday, but disappeared in the wind this morning.......