Childhood: 1. In people's minds, joy and sadness are almost intertwined, alternating with each other at an unpredictable and puzzling speed. 2. In the endless working days, sadness is a holiday; Making a fire is fun; On the face with nothing, even the scars are embellished. When I was young, I imagined myself as a beehive, all kinds of ordinary rough people, just like bees that only sent the knowledge and thoughts of life into the beehive. They tried their best to enrich my mind generously. This kind of honey is often dirty and bitter, but as long as it is knowledge, it is honey. It took me a long time to understand that because of the poverty of life, Russians generally like to play with sadness like children and are not ashamed of being unfortunate people. Robinson Crusoe: 1 I have seen so much land and sea. What are they? Where did it come from? What are I and all other creatures, wild and domesticated, humans and animals? Where did it come from? 2. I acquiesced in the arrangement of God's will, and now I am in possession of this arrangement, believing that everything is the best. All the good things in the world are of no benefit to us except use.