重拾童年的記憶

福慧吉祥文化

Fragments of ChildhoodChildhood memories are like scattered glass marbles—small, shiny, and precious. I remember the sticky heat of summer afternoons, chasing dragonflies in the field behind my house. Grass stains on my knees were badges of adventure, and the taste of homemade lemonade still lingers on my tongue. In the alley, we played hopscotch with chalk lines that faded in the rain. My best friend and I shared secrets under the old banyan tree, our whispers mixing with the rustling leaves. Sometimes we’d catch tadpoles in jars, only to set them free later, believing we’d made tiny friends for life. Looking back, childhood wasn’t about grand adventures. It was in those simple moments: the first bite of a popsicle, the excitement of finding a four-leaf clover, or watching clouds turn pink at sunset. These fragments, though small, still shine bright in my heart. My grandmother’s kitchen smelled of freshly baked cookies. She’d let me stir the dough, even when I spilled flour everywhere. Her laugh was warm, and the cookies always tasted better than any store-bought treat.

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重拾童年的記憶

福慧吉祥文化