Maybe everyone has a feeling now, that is, "we have really grown up." I believe that most people are unwilling to accept this reality. At least for me, I am a million unwilling. I don't want to avoid growing up, but I really didn't have enough childhood. It feels like not long ago, I could still remember many things from my childhood very clearly, but recently I find that I can no longer remember many things. For example, when I buried a "treasure" with my friends, I can no longer remember its location. Many of my childhood playmates are just vague outlines. For example, I can tell whether they are boys or girls, older or younger than me. Some have no names at all.
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