We have always been children. From time to time we take out the paper cards hidden in the tin box and count them like we are counting our own wealth: one, two, three...
When I think back to the countryside in the 1980s, my mind is always full of things, but I can't express even a ten thousandth of them when I write.
Dragon fruit, sky dwarf grass, cut tongue fruit, black spiny ant, ant lion, chameleon lizard, saman fish, saima crab, etc. Come to mind with childhood memories. Time has passed, and the memory is somewhat fragmented and messy. I want to introduce him to some local customs in the form of stories, and talk about some plants, insects and animals that cannot be seen in the city. I need two children to carry that memory. Let me name these two children Yuhe and Malya.
Intention: A generation of childhood, happy and worry-free