Life is like a jigsaw puzzle. The longer you get to know someone, the more complete the picture will be. But it can't see everything all the time, because everyone is a mystery, there is no need to see through it, but it can't be finished. I want to write a book in the future, I want to distinguish between the sky and the sea, I want to distinguish between good people and bad people, I want to distinguish between lunatics and thieves, but now I can't distinguish anything. Please don't feel sorry for the lost time on that page. If this is growth, so be it. Summer passed, autumn passed, winter came again, camel team came again, but childhood never came back. I won't do anything stupid like camel chewing in winter.
From the moment I saw the title, I imagined my former classmates, teachers and houses. The beginning of childhood memories is also a symbol of dreams. In a blink of an eye, my childhood became a symbol of dreams. Reading the old things in the south of the city, the story seems to immerse me. The author's past seems to be around me, including my childhood playmate Aunt Xiao Lan, Uncle Dexian who neglected Eiko, Ma Song who accompanied Eiko, his father who died of lung disease, and the Camel Team in Dongyang. These wonderful people, but the only thing that has not disappeared is the memory of Eiko's childhood.
I think good things will eventually leave. I always feel that the subtitles in the catalogue have a unique magic, which will make me involuntarily start to recall my childhood. Although there are no particularly precious memories of my childhood, every ordinary day I spent has become my exclusive precious memory.