Small but god forbid the ant sugar syrup.
It’s not as tempting to see a childhood photo as it is to go to childhood.
As a child, I used to cry because my mother used to send me to school, but now I used to cry at the memory of school.
As a child, it was sad when the rain that fell all night would stop on the way to school in the morning.
A slight wound in childhood was caused by a light blow from the mother and by the mother’s statement that no medicine had ever been made.
Childhood is like this, neither fear nor fear of the future, of any suffering, of living full.
How cool is a childhood? Dreams can be seen a lot, when there is no competition to fulfill them.
The fun of playing in the afternoon sun and yelling at neighbors was something else as a kid!
Will someone bring back these childhood days? Childhood is gone and never comes back.
The innocent mind of childhood is the child of a beautiful life.
There were small desires, quick completions and joys, all these pleasures are not available when you grow up and then there is the memory of that childhood.
Childhood is all about small complaints and quick-fix problems.
With the mother’s light blow and the mother’s statement that the little wound that occurred as a child, no medicine has ever been made.
What a childhood
No matter where they looked.
Open your eyes in bed in the morning
As a child, it was sad.
When it rains overnight in the morning
It would close on the way to school.
