116 photographs recreate the mental state of primary school students 40 years ago: a Chinese-style childhood that can never be returned

It is said that a good childhood is enough to heal a person's life,

What was your childhood like?

When we were children, we were anxious to grow up and touch the bigger world,

When we grow up, we miss our childhood, the simple years when happiness was within reach,

When I was studying, the description of childhood in the textbook was:

"Golden",

The golden sunlight pierced the foliage and dappled the streets,

The golden hair tie is worn on the head, reflecting the smiles of the children.

You chase, I chase, laughter comes through time,

Even with that memory, it is also golden.

In 1983, the photo book "Hello, Little Friend" was published.

Photographer Ryoji Akiyama visited 12 cities, including Beijing, Chengdu, Guangzhou, Shanghai, and Harbin, to capture these precious moments.

What was my childhood like 40 years ago? It's like in the photo.

In the eighties and nineties, everything came in full swing,

The carefree and innocent smiles of the children are especially valuable when you look at them now.

At that time, the "shapes" of the classroom were varied,

A small classroom can't hold the children's big dreams.

The classroom was never a display area for "mobile red flags".

It's a place for kids to wave their arms to their heart's content.

During recess, the children gathered at the back of the classroom.

The communication between the little head and the little head, the face-to-face communication, and the perception of emotion, come so directly.

Trying to bend the body, trying to straighten the toes,

Against the backdrop of the reddened faces, it constitutes the most energetic picture in the classroom.

At that time, the morning exercise, without indicators,

With your legs open and your hands raised, you can embrace the sun.

Ten minutes after recess, the children rushed out of the classroom.

Every corner of the playground is full of colorful life.

In the era when there were no high-tech toys,

What children are best at is entertaining themselves.

Tiny hands, trying to get high enough of the railing,

I'm not afraid to fall on a big butt pier, pat the dust, and babble again.

Small chairs sit in rows, and the small train "frame" sounds,

Boys, who doesn't have a big dream to be a train driver?

Look, those naughty little boys, huddled by the pool behind the classroom,

Pour a belly of cold water to subside the summer heat.

There is also one who hides in the corner and takes a shower with well water,

Rubber sandals "squeak" one by one, and if you are not careful, it is easy to stage the drama of "toe picking".

Entering May, children are all looking forward to Children's Day,

If you want to perform on stage, you simply have the "highest honor" of your entire childhood.

Every spring, always anxiously waiting for the good news of the spring outing,

Wear your favorite little dress and put on your favorite snacks, and this is the best day of the semester.

Beijing baby's childhood standard - the Temple of Heaven,

It doesn't matter if the park is good or not, the sugar gourd must be eaten.

At that time, the vitality of the child's eyes, without penetrating thick spectacle lenses,

The most brilliant galaxy in the world is in it.

When you are happy, you laugh, when you are sad, you cry,

The abundant little expressions directly convey their perception of the world.

The girls, dressed in small dresses of various colors, walked through the narrow alleys,

For a while, I couldn't tell if the skirts were brighter or their smiles were brighter.

Boys, under the scorching sun, barefoot, vests,

It's like going to do the "bravest" thing in the world.

Some children chase and fight in the streets,

One toy gun per person, a lot of fun.

Some children moved out of their chairs and concentrated on their homework at the entrance of the alley.

The summer wind blows through the hall, sending the fragrance of braised pork next door.

Some children are in groups of threes and twos, painting on the cement road,

Pick up small stones and drag white lines on the ground.

Roaring in the alley,

It didn't take long for a group of people to be assembled.

When you are tired, you just lie down and roll on the grass,

When it was hot, he stripped off his coat, was led by his grandmother, and walked naked through the village.

When you are thirsty, you will hold the five-cent orange soda "tons and tons",

Squeezed into a row, drinking a bottle of juice,

Wonderful orange flavor, with bubbles bubbling out of the top of your head.

The commissary at the school gate, there are not so many choices,

A saltwater popsicle per person after school is already extremely happy.

On weekends, children from the north take a boat ride to enjoy the scenery.

Went around three or four times along the Beihai Park, which was very novel.

Children from the South, with suspenders and white shirts, riding a three-wheeled "luxury car",

Shuttling through the green-shaded avenue, it is as if you are free.

It was a vibrant era when everything was transformed from the old era.

The girls jumped up and down, a pair of white gymnastic shoes, and achieved the most splendid steps of childhood.

Bouncing feet, measuring the height of the world,

With open arms, he embraces the unrestrainedness of his short childhood.

Nowadays, the memories of childhood in my mind are not very clear.

But I could faintly touch the joy of simplicity at that time.

In the era when there were no digital products and no novelty toys,

Happiness is a brine popsicle;

Happiness is a pair of lace socks;

Happiness is a little red flower.

Happiness is straightforward,

You can feel it by jumping and turning in circles directly on the spot.

We miss the lost childhood, and we are infinitely lamented that the former childhood has lost its simple appearance under the washing of the times.

May every child have a happy starting point in life,

May every childhood become a cure for life.

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