And when they really find those things that accompany their childhood, they realize that these are nothing.
Mike's mischievousness, Carroll's cuteness, Benn's hilariousness, and those innocent stories that only existed in that era have become part of my memory. We grew up with Ben, we made mistakes with Mike, we struggled with pimples with Carroll. They are like our lonely family members, so that the only children are no longer lonely, let us fly home for it every day after school, let us be happy for them and cry for them.
In today's volatile and impetuous era, I am afraid that such stories will not appear again, right? Or, we who are anxious have long since lost the simplest sincerity?
Luckily we still have memories, we used to have it all, thank you, growing pains!
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