The golden age of childhood.

Until the fifth grade, we used to clean whatever we wrote on the slate by licking it with our tongues, so it was like we had an innate habit of removing calcium.
We only knew pass or fail because we were not concerned with percentage
Tuition was a shame because extra attention was given to dull-witted children.
Having flower petals or peacock feathers in books will make us smarter. This was our belief.

Keeping books and albums neatly in a cloth bag was proof of our strength and ability.

Every year there was an annual ceremony, such as covering the books and albums of the new congregation.

Parents were not very concerned about our education and our education was not a burden on them. Year after year, our parents did not even go to our school because we had the intelligence.

Sitting in front of a friend’s bicycle seat and the other in the back of our carrier, we have wandered on so many routes that we don’t even remember today.

There was never a question of us coming to Anna Beach while we were being beaten at school or holding our toes. Ask the truth, we don’t know what Anna is.

Eating was a normal part of our daily lives. Both the killer and the victim did not complain to each other.

We could never verbally tell our parents how much we love them because it was not common to say I love you then and we didn’t even know because then love was not expressed verbally but in real relationships. I was not tied to anyone, but he was full of sincerity and love.

The truth is that we mean all the people of our age or above are always happy with their destiny. Our time was a sign of happiness. We can’t compare it with today’s life. It was a golden age of beautiful childhood.