"College Time" Seminarians ｜ Hurry up, grow slowly, grow up slowly

Text/Lan Yong

(Grade 2022, International Business of Jin University)

In my memories of elementary school, time is always slow. Get up at seven in the morning and go to bed at 9 pm. In addition to taking classes and writing homework every day, there seems to be a lot of time left. I can secretly watch the magazine or "Harry Potter" before taking a nap, or I can turn on the TV on time after returning home from school.

There are no various tuition classes during the holidays. We often go to the house of Hong Kong's grandfather and grandmother for vacation. Cousin and I will buy breakfast, work, painting, and swimming together, and occasionally swing in the park downstairs. Thanks to the parents who supervised my swimming at that time, almost every holiday could grow taller.

When I am tired of playing every day, I am back home, waiting for us to spray meals. Grandma always makes everything delicious. The milk and eggs are added to the milk, which is a simple and nutritious breakfast. With a clear roots of potato shreds, you only need to add a little salt and sugar to season and stir -fry, which will become peerless delicious.

After dinner, we can enjoy the cherry and three -color ice cream bought by the supermarket downstairs.

The prices in Hong Kong are basically the same as the mainland, but because the Hong Kong dollars are used, and the imported fruits and electronics are much cheaper than the Mainland. The valuable fruits that we do not often eat often can not be distressed in the grandfather and grandmother's house. The ground is fast.

Like Hong Kong, Xiguan in Guangzhou is also a place to stay in time. Six years have passed, and the alleys I have walked out of school are still the bluestone slabs that have been stepped on in the first grade. The mung bean cake shop downstairs is also delicious as ever. My favorite point is that it is full of fireworks on earth.

The well -known tea houses that Lao Guang often goes, the seductive barbecue stalls on the roadside are mixed with the old names hidden in the streets and alleys. Even a small shop that is inconspicuous may surprise you. Renxin's double -skinned milk, coconut ice cream in the ice room, and the burning of Tao Taoju are all indispensable flavors of old Guangzhou.

My life is slowly walking forward, step by step, not panic.

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After entering the junior high school, the rhythm began to accelerate. I have passed from several days to a day and a few days. The school games, art festivals, science and technology festivals, "Children's Day" Children's Day, winter and summer vacations ... a cycle of a year, no heavy every year.

Time seems to become nervous. Endorsement of school in the morning, writing homework during class, reviewing and brushing questions when you go home. The large and small exams followed, and the test papers accumulated into a mountain seemed to have no end.

The high school entrance examination and college entrance examination looked at it. The daily life of ten hours when I was a child became a luxury before the day before the test.

But it's not all learning.

After the first year of high school, the hustle and bustle of the hustle and bustle of the hustle and bustle every night at 9 o'clock every night at 9 o'clock every night. Under the lights of Wanjia, the parents who came to pick up the delivery were endless. The students poured into Yantun Road from all directions. Unfortunately, this scene is rarely seen.

Occasionally, when I learned hard, I asked friends to go shopping in Donghu Park after school on Friday.

Most of Guigang Da Road is a new coffee shop and tavern. The update is fast. The shops that I just visited last week may be renovated and rebuilt next time. An popularity and crowd of net red punching points may be reduced to no one who is not involved and broken. The snail powder shop at the crossroads is enduring and prosperous.

The bustling passing along the way, the East Lake seemed to be the peach blossom source of the city. There are always a few lazy cats at the door, stretching laziness, yawning. Throughout the year, the green trees were shaded, and under the nineteen bridge, it was sparkling.

On the side of the bridge, there are always old people sitting on the old man who shakes the fan, and the children are playing and playing not far away. Occasionally, the green -headed duck flashed in the reeds on the shore, rushing to the center of the river to find food in the middle of the river, and several furry small balls were waiting to be fed.

The wind across the treetops, and the sun in the sky was slowly blowing. From the hot summer wind to the cold wind, the spring went to winter, and my friends and I witnessed the sunset after another in Donghu. In the reincarnation, the years are in a hurry, and we have grown up slowly.

The original text was published in "Yangcheng Evening News" September 26, 2022

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Source | Yangcheng Evening News · Yangcheng School

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