My childhood,like everybody's, is full of events worth remembering.It is the pillar stone on which stands my wholly
being imagination,memory,fancy,and the historical foundation of
the self.Childhood be it pleasurable or sorrowful is very attractive, as though an addiction. And the one with a rich memory is more attractive.Consequently, who have lost my parents, love and affection, and the carefree life in my very childhood, feel an inevitable nostalgia when I think about it.
I look back through my puerile imagination at my by gone days,I
get benumbed by the charm of what I have lost but yet am proud of,I feel through thinking, and think through feeling, my eyes filled with tears.Oh, how nice those days where A wholeness of freedom within a limit,the carefree pastime with brothers and sister and parents and nature and pets, sensing the pleasure of love and affection.Sometimes,now,I Cannot but wonder why ever i had to lose that childhood.But alas, nature works her won way.
being imagination,memory,fancy,and the historical foundation of
the self.Childhood be it pleasurable or sorrowful is very attractive, as though an addiction. And the one with a rich memory is more attractive.Consequently, who have lost my parents, love and affection, and the carefree life in my very childhood, feel an inevitable nostalgia when I think about it.
I look back through my puerile imagination at my by gone days,I
get benumbed by the charm of what I have lost but yet am proud of,I feel through thinking, and think through feeling, my eyes filled with tears.Oh, how nice those days where A wholeness of freedom within a limit,the carefree pastime with brothers and sister and parents and nature and pets, sensing the pleasure of love and affection.Sometimes,now,I Cannot but wonder why ever i had to lose that childhood.But alas, nature works her won way.
