I was suddenly shocked by lightning, isn't this me? My
memory suddenly resurged:
I was living in the Shangcheng District of Hangzhou, the area with the highest housing prices in the city ten years later. At that time, my classmates all lived near my home. I saw them at school, and they were still after school. Life seemed to be connected to others forever.
I clearly remember that that day was Thursday, and I was very happy that day, and when I think about it more than ten years later, it is still the same as yesterday.
There are four reasons:
1. Friday the next day happens to be Children's Day, one day off, plus the weekend is three consecutive days off.
2. The school celebrates June 1st in advance. There is no class on Thursday afternoon. The whole school has a party and a program that I have rehearsed for a long time.
3. Before the activity, the head teacher informed me that he wanted me to change seats. The new tablemate was a female classmate I had long liked.
4. That night, my best friend from elementary school and I made an appointment to watch the new unprecedented full 3D animation blockbuster-"Toy Story".
When we rode to the cinema in the evening, I was so ecstatic that I rode in an S-shape. My friend reminded me, "If you were hit by a car like this, it would be a shame, because your tablemate with her has just begun."
The newspaper said that when I re-watch "Toy Story" now, there should be a lot of different feelings from the time.
I don't remember the specific details anymore, just remember that before Buzz Lightyear's identity was revealed, I always believed that he was really the warrior from the Galaxy. I look forward to the spaceship will drive him back with colorful clouds, and he will prove his great mission in front of those toy friends.
What made Buzz Lightyear and I unexpectedly together was that in the supermarket, he finally found out that he was just a mass-produced plastic toy. At that moment, I was shocked and sweated all over.
That friend from elementary school has lost contact since graduation. The female classmates who were at the same table, after close contact, felt that they were not so indifferent to the fireworks.
Happiness, happiness, do all those "joys" always fade away so "fast"?
The absurd thing is that such short-term happiness can be kept in my heart for so long.
Many years have passed, and now I, leaving my parents and living alone in another city, my childhood friends have already become symbols, and I can't even find them in my dreams. Are those simple pleasures of childhood innocent nostalgia really from the last century?
Like Buzz Lightyear, I, who once believed to be from an alien, have finally become a mass-produced member who commutes to and from get off work every day.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the movies that are still "XX General Mobilization".
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