Golden memories

Author:Xie Xiaowei(Wanzhou)

In the autumn when the leaves are falling,

A person strolling around the campus of childhood,

Unconsciously caught up in memories.

That memory carries me,

Back to the Golden Childhood:

I heard laughter between classes again,

Saw the playground chasing and frolicking.

Our vision and future,

It is often talked about under the willow trees by the playground.

Remember that summer,

You peeked at the notes in my desk,

Want to understand all the secrets of my heart,

But the note reads,

I love being with you.

Then you blushed with embarrassment,

This went on for several semesters.

A gust of autumn wind blows,

Woke me up from memories.

Looking at the old school building,

Overgrown playground,

I'm willing to believe,

It's been a long, long time.

Never have it again!