Old house.

Yellowed red tiles, yellowed white walls, yellowed people.

When I was a child, a call resounded throughout the village: "Rabbit cub, it's time to eat!"

When he grew up, a call resounded throughout the floor: "Rabbit cub, it's time to eat!"

When I got old, I cried to myself: "Dad, Mom, I miss you!"

From our birth to our old age, it is obviously a long time, but it feels too rushed.

Draped in sheets and holding a thin stick, he fantasizes about being a hero all day long.

It turned out that we were so naïve at the beginning.

A puddle of muddy water can play all day, an eraser can play all day, and a toy can play all day.

It turns out that we were so cute.

A group of people rubbing mud and playing at home, a group of people around the TV without saying a word, a group of people chasing cars just to catch it!

It turns out that we all remember.

His face is marked by the years, and he is worried about last year's people.

The years are still good, and the past is in the dust.

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