[My 213 Life] 39: Old Dreams of School
This afternoon, I climbed over the wall with two junior high school friends and a few children from the same village to enter the primary school, and after 10 years, it closed down, and the building was empty, becoming a deserted school, and even a little cloudy.
I used to hear my grandmother say that most of the early schools were built on mass graves, and my elementary school was no exception, so it's no wonder that I was haunted many times when I was a child.
Hey, the memories of my childhood are shattered, and I won't be able to find my elementary school memories again!
What is worth remembering is that in the end, when the four of us came out, I was the only one who had a slight gain, and I picked up a book for elementary school students, which was released 6 years ago.
I heard from my junior high school friends that our junior high school was also about to close down, and now it has been downgraded to an elementary school. Not to mention that after graduating from high school, I never entered high school again, and I didn't want to go in because there were too many memories. Perhaps the word eternal means eternal change!
A little child especially wants to grow up in childhood, but when he grows up, he misses his childhood very much, maybe people will never know how to cherish, only miss memories, but do not want to cherish what they once had.
But there is another thing that is particularly memorable today, and it happened after we climbed over the wall and entered the primary school. Because the elementary school at this time was a decaying scene, there was not a single thing of value in it, and many classrooms were demolished, so we became naughty. Maybe the boy was a vandal by nature, so we accidentally ignited one of the remaining pine trees in the school, and the pine tree itself was greasy, so it didn't take long for it to burst into flames, but not enough to start a big fire. But even so, clouds of black smoke rose up one after another, which attracted the guards guarding the ruined walls.
Maybe I haven't really grown up in my heart, although I'm already an adult. Or maybe we were afraid of being caught, so we hurriedly left a few children behind and flipped out, completely ignoring what would happen to them. Although nothing troubled afterwards, in this incident, we still understood a very real truth, which is that we have unwittingly become the person we once hated, and this is what an 8-year-old boy taught me, because he did not escape, so he was caught by the guards. But even though we were abandoned, he did not betray us, and even deceived the guards that we had come from far, far away, and he did not betray us from beginning to end. It was because this incident touched me so much that I wrote this emotion-
A little boy with a runny nose, in the face of adversity, with a kind of simplicity that we can't see through, he is happy, he is the most dazzling star, but we can't laugh at each other, because he was miserable by us.
At that moment, I caught a glimpse of the sincere happiness on his face, in his world, we are the greatest happiness, even if we are pitted, he smiles so brightly, maybe he still doesn't understand what it is to be pitted.
In order to prevent him from playing with us, we deliberately found an impossible excuse to transfer him, but we didn't expect him to teach us a lesson. Today we are all second goods, back to the second goods of childhood. Today was a super exciting day with crazy tension. Today we lost to an 8-year-old boy whose innocence is striking at our conscience, which has long been corrupted.
It turns out that we have grown up and have become what we once hated, when did it start? I don't know what impression I had in the eyes of others when I was a child, maybe I was a wooden man! If they saw me now, they didn't know how they would feel.