When I was a child, every Children's Day, the school would organize cultural performances, which all children expected. At that time, the common standard of girls participating in the performance was a flowered skirt, lace socks, a pair of white sneakers, and their faces were flushed with powder. And this pair of white sneakers is the first pair of sneakers in my life, a pair of white warrior brand sneakers.

Warrior is an old brand, and children may not have heard of it now, but such a pair of shoes is what every childhood child yearns for. When we wear it, we can't help cheering and want to show it to everyone. However, usually, we don't buy such shoes. Only the children selected by the teacher to participate in the performance will buy it. At that time, perhaps in order to put on our beloved little white shoes, each of us worked hard and hoped to be selected by the teacher. When I was a child, I was not tall and my looks were not outstanding. In the end, I was not chosen, and I didn't have a chance to wear it. In my young world, I have been depressed for a long time because of this matter, and I watch other children rehearse happily for the performance every day. Moreover, my personality is not the kind of person who will argue with my parents about what I want, but I am sighing and depressed because of this, which makes my father quickly see my unhappiness and understand my careful thoughts. Therefore, as we all know, the result is the same as the general plot development. My dad still bought me a pair of white shoes of Warrior brand and gave me a pair of lace white socks, which satisfied my little girl's vanity at that time.

At the end of the story, on Children's Day, I stood under the stage wearing the white sneakers my father bought me, holding a red bean popsicle in my hand and watching the little girls dance in the same white sneakers. Looking at the smiles on their faces, I stood stupidly and felt that the whole world was so beautiful. Because of this pair of white sneakers, my whole summer has become brighter.

Now that I think about it, everything was so beautiful at that time. Those small white sneakers also carried many stories beyond themselves, that belonged to our childhood, that carefree time when we could be happy all summer because of a pair of shoes, and a father's silent love for his daughter. Now, in major shopping malls, various foreign brands emerge one after another, and domestic brand fighters are unknown. I still think of her from time to time, and I'm glad to find a shop with it. I will definitely buy a pair of warrior brand sneakers, and miss that childhood summer and my father in memory.