I almost forgot.
For a forgetful and lazy person like me, there are not so many things worth remembering in life, just remember the most important people, the closest friends and the deepest truths.
But I can always be hit by a sudden memory.
I also had a time when I was playing coquettishly in a state-owned department store for a novel toy that I had never seen before: wearing rustic crotch pants from the early 90s, holding my mother's corner desperately with my nose and tears, yelling "I I want this, I want this!" This is remembered in every mother's heart, and when we grow up and gradually forget the plots about toys in our childhood, they swept in with a happy and happy tone, and talked about it. That lovely thing over and over again.
I stole a huge sum of five yuan from my father's pocket to buy an electronic watch that was actually very cheap and crude.
Collected the cards of Huanzhugege and Water Margin One Hundred and Eight Generals in the Little Tigers and Little Raccoons.
For an Audi four-wheel drive, I promised my parents that I would take the double 100 at the end of the semester.
For a while, I was proud that my yo-yo was more beautiful and more expensive than my partner's.
These are our childhoods that shuttle through the streets and alleys.
These missing toys can never be found.
Hu Di and Buzz Lightyear are actually the luckiest toys in the world. Because their Andy has a pure heart than any of us. The seventeen-year-old Andy can still spend a whole day with the Hudi, and the seventeen-year-old we have long forgotten where our cherished toys were thrown away.
It should be the perfect end for Hu Di and their story, because I really don't want to see the 27-year-old Andy or the 37-year-old Andy come back.
Toys really belong to childhood, toys will really be sold, and toys will really be scrapped one day.
However, the reason why I cried for so long in the cinema was that I was really reluctant to say goodbye to my childhood and my youth so hastily.
Pixar’s adult fairy tales always have a touch of sorrow. On the surface, they are rich in sharing and satisfaction, but inside are hard nostalgia for the innocent years. I wonder if one day when I am old, looking back on my life, will I still smile as kind and innocent as I was when I was young, showing the few teeth left.
I have already begun to grow up. At the edge of college life and when I first entered society, I always didn't know what kind of expression to put on, a reluctant smile or pretending indifference.
There are always people who give me instructions, there are always people who want to arrange for me, and there are always people who think I don't understand.
It is these people who always think of me as a child living in a toy world. They think that I like to collect Doraemon and countless animation peripherals is a proof. They think that I love watching anime so much because I have never grown up, and they don’t know when my childhood disappeared and disappeared. Up.
I am no longer the child in their eyes.
Childhood like Andy, toys like Hudi, have only existed in memory and the screen.
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