Qingqing Ling Shangbai, Lei Lei Jian Zhongshi. Between the world of life, suddenly like a long-distance traveler... A heaven-shaking gong and drum, half a life of vicissitudes. The feeling of childhood is only remembered by the sound of drums. Hook up with your friends

Qingqing Ling Shangbai, Lei Lei Jian Zhongshi.

Between the world of life, suddenly like a long-distance traveler...

A heaven-shaking gong and drum, half a life of vicissitudes. The feeling of childhood is only remembered by the sound of drums. Hook up with your friends and go around in the crowd, shouting, jumping, gathering and scattering. Light up a cannonball and sneak it to the feet of the adult who knocked on the air, bang! The adult was startled, scolding and grinning and turning his head to explore. In the midst of the crowd, we ran away. Even if we were caught and pricked our ears, our uncles and grandfathers shouted, and the adults were not good at worrying about us, and they kicked their butts a few times and let go. Throughout the night, we worked tirelessly and enjoyed it. How long adults knock, how long we make trouble, New Year's Day, is it a picture of a hilarity, who will argue with the little fart. That kind of tolerance and indulgence that is only during the New Year makes us unscrupulous and exhausts the naughtiness and naughtiness of children.

The feeling of memories sometimes comes inexplicably, that is, after listening to a gong and drum here, seeing several familiar figures, they touch the scene and feel bitter in their hearts. Self-confidence is already the habit of seeing people's feelings cold and warm, no longer casually happy and sad, but it is defeated by a simple gong and drum, in the final analysis, it is still a layman in temperament.

The sun and the moon rotate, and things are not human. The sound of the gong gradually falls, and finally the song will eventually disperse. They are all long-distance travelers in life, and they are living by...