Red scarf, goodbye red scarf, an ordinary triangular red cloth, has extraordinary significance. I was very excited when I first touched the red scarf. I finally became a young pioneer.

The teacher taught us to tie a red scarf hand in hand. After putting it on, I looked at the red scarf on my chest and made up my mind: I must study hard and be a good young pioneer. In the primary school stage, the awareness of the meaning of the red scarf has been weak in the third and fourth grades.

I am no longer excited and happy about the red scarf. The red scarf should also be regarded as a dispensable thing. I always forget to bring it to school, which may be a disregard for the red scarf.

Gradually, I found that the red scarf was a bit excessive: I used it as a toy, scribbled on it and used it as a napkin. The red scarf has penetrated into my heart unconsciously, and it has become an indispensable part of me.

I have feelings for it, just like the long hair that accompanied me for several years was cut off, and I left the primary school campus, which made me sad. You can keep your hair after cutting it, and you can go back to see it after school, but the red scarf is gone forever.

I will never go back to the Young Pioneers era, and I will never wear a bright red scarf again. Thinking about not cherishing the past, I regret it. I really answered that sentence: I don't know how to cherish until I lose it.