In the long river of memory, childhood is like a shining star,
Hanging in the distant night sky, gently illuminating the way home.
Those carefree days, like a song that never fades,
Echoing in my heart, warming every cold night.
Remember the winding alley, the moss on the stone pavement,
It is the paradise of our childhood, hiding endless secrets.
Hopscotch, hide and seek, every game,
All carved into time and become eternal memories.
At that time, the summer was always very long,
We chased dragonflies and caught the sun.
In the shade of the trees, we listened to the old man tell the old story,
Those legends, like magic, take us to the land of dreams.
The bell after school is the most beautiful music in childhood,
We carried our school bags and ran on the way home.
Wildflowers on the roadside, the scent of rice in the fields,
It's all the taste of childhood, fresh and familiar.
I remember that expedition by the river, we were barefoot,
Walking on the cool water of the river, looking for colorful stones.
Those stones, we have given life,
It has become a treasure in our hearts and will be cherished forever.
Childhood friendship, simple and pure,
We share candy and happiness.
Those little friends have now gone their separate ways,
But that innocent friendship will never be forgotten.
Now, childhood is far away, we have grown up,
But those good memories are still clear.
They are like a beacon in the heart, guiding the way,
In the journey of life, give us strength.
Let's stop occasionally in our busy lives,
Looking back at those childhood days, I miss that innocence.
Childhood memories are the most precious treasure in life.
They make us believe that the world is still beautiful and our dreams are still shining.
Childhood is a song that can't be sung,
It's a painting that can't be finished.
In the long river of memory, they will always shine,
Illuminate our way forward and warm our hearts.
