Reminiscing about the past

As I grow up, I finally feel the feeling of nostalgia. Those unforgettable past events will appear in front of your eyes instantly, making you full of emotions.

When I was a child, I grew up in a small alley. There are many families living in the small alley. My family lives in a big village. To be precise, this is my aunt's house. My home is next to a primary school near the big house. But when I was a child, I spent most of my time at my aunt's house. My aunt treats me very well. Because my mother and father have to work, I always think that my aunt treats me best. In the big house, my friends still live. Although I have left the big house for a long time, Xiaofan left a deep impression on me.

Once, Xiaofan and I had an argument. The reason was: I accidentally soiled her teddy bear, and because I didn’t tell her in time, she got angry and stopped talking to me for a week. . I apologized to her later, but she still didn't forgive me. Thus, a cold war began. Every time I came back from kindergarten (I was still in kindergarten at that time), whenever I saw Xiaofan, I would yell at her: "Stingy bitch!" Xiaofan couldn't bear to show weakness and said: "Nasty bitch!" Aunt Xiaolan next door After hearing this, he said with a smile: "How can friends quarrel?" Xiaofan and I blushed after hearing this, but we still didn't want to reconcile. Aunt Xiaolan called Brother Xiaoting, who was older than us, and said to us: "Friends should not quarrel, but should focus on friendship." After saying that, she took out the lollipop in her pocket and said, "If you and I OK, I'll give you the lollipop. "Lollipop is the food we both dream of. Besides, I'm a glutton. Looking at the lollipop, I stood on tiptoes and reached for it. Brother Xiaoting looked at it, put the lollipop back, pointed at me and said, "You soiled Xiaofan's toy. If you apologize to her, I will give you the candy." I listened and lowered my head. , a little unwilling. But when I think about it, I was actually at fault, and I shouldn’t have soiled Xiaofan’s toys. I raised my head, nodded, and said to Xiaofan: "Xiaofan, I was wrong, I'm sorry." After hearing this, Xiaofan smiled knowingly and said softly: "It doesn't matter!" Brother Xiaoting looked at it. , after listening, he said to Xiaofan: "You are also at fault, you have to apologize!" Xiaofan said to me generously: "I'm sorry!" I said "It's okay" back to her. We ate lollipops, sat on the threshold, and played guessing games together. It was so lively.

Speaking of Xiaofan, in fact, I can only say one word: "Fat." Although we are friends, I often advise her: "Lose weight quickly!" She promised, but passed After a while, she gnawed on the chicken drumsticks that her father bought her. She really refused to change after repeated admonitions. Her mother also often said: "She should really be arrested to pump oil at the gasoline factory." She listened and insisted on eating less and less for a while, but the plan was soon no longer delayed. She is fat, but she is very kind. She has a broad heart towards me and everyone. Although she sometimes gets into trouble with me, I still have a deep impression on her. After all, in the big house, , she is my best friend.

In the big house, there was another uncle who left a deep impression on me. This uncle lives next door to Xiaofan's house. He has been engaged in wood processing business. Apart from a bed, a table and some simple daily necessities, his house only has wood and knives. He especially likes the job of wood processing, and he often tells stories to me and Xiaofan, all related to big trees. In front of his house, there is a honeysuckle tree, standing tall and straight in the yard. We often sit under the tree to rest, play and chase under the tree.

Beside the tree is a stream. The sound of the stream often makes me intoxicated, but it has dried up now. At that time, the water in the creek was always very clear, but there were no fish. I always like to put my hands in the stream and let the water wash away the dirt on my hands.

There are still many stories about my childhood, but they have gone slowly with the pace of time and I no longer remember them. Now during the Chinese New Year, I will go back to see the shadows in those childhood scenes. , to recall...

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