Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Deep in the dusty memory

I discovered the beauty of the old days

Whether it’s a faded photo

Or yellowish paper

——contains

The warmth that never fades

Childhood years sleep quietly

The laughter of the past vaguely echoes

That spinning windmill

Carrying childhood dreams

Sail with the wind

Open slowly

A yellowed diary

It's recorded there

Bits and pieces of youth

The young words appear vividly on the paper

I never thought that at that time, I

It's so pure and warm

I smiled and closed it gently

window of memory

Let these old days pass by

-Treasured in my heart

They are the treasures of my life

Let me spend a long time

can still feel it

Those who are already far away

good time