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The content of childhood handwritten newspaper is good.
When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. Lipper

The children ran after Huang Die, flew into the cauliflower, but disappeared.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

Teenagers don't know the taste of trouble, fall in love with the floor, and are worried about giving new words.

Under the banyan tree by the pond

Cicada is crying in summer.

On the swing by the playground

Only butterflies stop on it.

The teacher's chalk on the blackboard

Still twittering and writing hard

Waiting for class to end.

Waiting for school.

Childhood waiting game

There is everything in the welfare club.

I don't have a dime in my pocket

Zhuge Shiro and the Magic Party

Who took the sword?

The boy in the next class.

Why haven't you passed my window?

Snacks in the mouth

The cartoon in my hand

The first childhood in my heart

Always wait until bedtime.

Only then did I know that I had only done a little homework.

Always wait until the exam is over.

I don't know. I haven't read the book I should read.

Time is money.

The teacher said that money can't buy time.

Day after day, year after year.

A loss of childhood

Nobody knows why.

The sun always sets on the other side of the mountain.

Nobody can tell me.

Are there immortals living in the mountains?

How many days is it always?

A person looked at the sky blankly.

So curious

Just imagine it.

Such a lonely childhood

Dragonflies fly in the sun.

Patches of green rice fields

Watercolor crayons and kaleidoscopes

I can't draw a rainbow on one side.

When can I be like a senior?

Have a mature face

Looking forward to the holiday, looking forward to tomorrow

Looking forward to growing up.

Day after day, year after year.

Childhood is looking forward to growing up.

Dream childhood

I once asked smart stars,

I once asked the kind moon.

How long is the road to dreams?

I once asked the affectionate earth,

I once asked the warm sun.

How long is the road to dreams?