Singing: Tayu Lo.
Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer.
On the swing beside the playground, only butterflies stop on it.
The teacher's chalk is still chattering on the blackboard.
Waiting for class, waiting for school, waiting for childhood games.
There is everything in the welfare society, except that there is not a dime in the pocket.
Zhuge Shiro and the Magic Party, who grabbed the sword?
Why haven't the girls in the next class passed my window yet?
Snacks in my mouth, cartoons in my hand, my first childhood.
I always wait until I go to bed to know that I have only done a little homework.
I always have to wait until the exam to know that I haven't finished all the books I should read.
An inch of time is an inch of gold. The teacher said that an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time.
Day after day, year after year, a daze childhood.
No one knows why the sun always sets on the other side of the mountain.
No one can tell me whether there are immortals living in the mountains.
How many days always a person staring at the sky in a daze.
So curious, so fantasizing about such a lonely childhood.
Dragonflies danced in the sun, and green rice fields appeared.
Neither watercolor crayons nor kaleidoscopes can draw a rainbow on the horizon.
When can I have a face as mature and grown up as my seniors?
Looking forward to holidays, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to growth.
Day after day, year after year, looking forward to growing up.
Song: Tayu Lo Lyrics: Huang Jingsheng Singing: Cai Guoquan
Butterflies fly in the air, and bees fly by on a hot summer afternoon.
No, I'm singing happily. The iron gate of the playground is locked.
Unfortunately, Mr. Wang is not lazy, and there are countless sets of homework after school.
A one-kilo schoolbag, full of books, childhood passed like this.
There is so much food in the cooperative, but coin wealth gets one every day.
There are many fantasies after class, and it is more fun to look at the wall and dream.
Unfortunately, when I first fell in love with my heart, I dared not say it clearly every day.
Between knowing and not knowing, I was full of worries, and my childhood passed like this.
Do your homework at night, but why do you make mistakes every night?
It's like when I take a big exam all day, I always find nothing right.
I cherish the time when my father taught me thousands of times, but every day I just feel wordy.
I don't know that I hurried to today, and my childhood just drifted by.
It's almost today, and I've changed my old self. Today I,
Without a childlike innocence, I suddenly found that there were not many dreams.
I feel like yesterday, the past is vivid.
Unfortunately, the days passed so quickly that they passed in childhood.
Don't laugh, I think of the time when bees flew by on that burning afternoon in summer.
But I don't want to sing, it's like someone deliberately locked it in.
Deep down in my heart, I only feel that what used to be childish has changed a lot today.
The hurried days passed too fast, and childhood passed like this.
The hurried days passed too fast, and childhood passed like this.