Dedicated to the 50s and 60s, promise me only to watch, not to cry! It s full of memories

Mondo Entertainment Updated on 2024-02-01

Recalling the good memories of that era, when I had fun, I felt very happy, the past time is gone, those beautiful moments are like yesterday, I miss that carefree days, I miss our childhood, I miss our youthful ......Recalling childhood, from a little kid with snot to a middle-aged person who is now close to fifty years old, thinking about the era of shooting flower cards, playing eggs, and blowing up balloons, the past time is gone

The childhood memories of eating and playing have left a deep impression and are unforgettable. Looking back on the old days, it was so happy, cockfighting jumped rope to catch sparrows. Carefree and worry-free, hide and seek and run all over the streets. Cucumbers float in the pond, and homemade windmills ring. Climb the branches and trees to catch golden turtles, and water irrigate yellow squirrels to make a pile...Childhood memories, although bitter and difficult, but the mood is open, after school to cut pigs and rabbit grass, participate in production and labor singing revolutionary songs, full of memories, than the atmosphere at that time can not be compared to the blink of an eye has been exhausted old age, a scenery and a wound. The past has passed in front of me, and I want to relieve my sorrows with joy.

Because of the ice skating car, I have not fallen less. I fell forward and bit my lip with my teeth. Another time I fell back, and the back of my head hurt for many days, and I didn't dare to tell the adults that I was worried about whether I had a brain. I admire the brothers who can stand and slide one-legged donkeys, and they can change a lot of tricks if they skate fast and steadily. Alas, now I can't even see the child when I go back to the countryside, and I will never return!

Wonderful memories, childhood times. Evoke many beautiful reveries of peers, rolling hoops, homemade chain match guns, swimming, touching crabs, catching fish, and digging birds' eggs. Childhood life is so similar, they are all free-range children, growing up naturally. At that time, they all had half-day classes, and in the summer, after school, they would go to the river to play in the water and catch fish. In winter, play ice cars, spinning tops, and triangular bullet glass balls stacked with paper stacks. Wearing a new dress on a torn cotton jacket for the New Year is happy, and I am reluctant to put a few at a time when I buy a small whip that hangs a few cents, open it in my pocket, and put a few at a time.

After that, you don't have to worry about abducting and trafficking children, you don't need grandparents to pick you up and drop off at school, and you can go by yourself or in a group from the first grade! Singing and laughing all the way to school, playing all the way home! At that time, I loved to be an unsung hero, asking a few friends every night to work in the team, carrying water and collecting firewood for the five old people, not really tired at all, but happier.

Fifties and sixties. There are nine sisters in our family. The four older sisters are the biggest. The five younger brothers are younger. In those days, how could there be money to buy them artillery battles? The older brother went to steal sorghum from the roof of the production team. This sweeping broom. Two cents a handful. Sell some money and go buy artillery battles. In those days, it was poor, but it was interesting. But there's a taste of that year. Now that life is better, there is no New Year's flavor.

Whoever has a red and white happy event will go to help, whoever builds a house and a convent will also go to help, kill pigs and sheep to make tofu during the New Year's holidays, and steamed dumplings and steamed buns and sprinkle rice cakes are not lively. It's a pity that I can't go back, so I can only stay in my memory. Salute to the post-50s, happy memories, unforgettable, an era, a generation of people, that era of people are united, there is no scheming, they are all sincere to help each other, although they were poor at that time, people's hearts are not poor.

A lot of wild fruits are also the food of our post-60s children. A lot of things are gone now, and what I could see when I was a child is gone, and it's a good memory for us. It was not a rich time, but the sky was blue, the water was clear, and the air was fresh; There were no GMOs in those days, no additives; In those days, rope truth, happiness, contentment, spiritual joy, fullness, fun, life, although there was a lack of material, but spiritually, life was full of sunshine, human affection was full of harmony, and society was full of friendship, trust, and stability.

In that era, no one harmed others, mutual help and friendship, and a positive era. In the fields and rivers, there are a lot of loaches and river fish. There's no going back now. There is only one kind of good memory. At that time, there were no toys, but the vision was wide. Enjoy the scenery of nature. Human life is also simple, not so complicated. Although the food is not good, the clothes are not good. There are no such worries as they are now.

People are friendly to each other. Helping each other. Naïve and kind. There is no distinction between rich and poor. It's all about earning wages and earning points. People don't. The gap between rich and poor. There is no deception. There is no deception. No routines, no lies. Everybody is sincere. Getting along is not like what it is now, with complicated feelings. In that era, there was a bad thing, there was a lack of materials, and tickets were used to buy everything. Supplies are in short supply. The one who eats and wears is not fashionable now. There is really no trouble, no sorrow. There are no poor and rich. The level is just as high. Life is pretty much the same. Times are evolving. There's no going back to that era. I miss those days a lot.

To put it bluntly, the post-50s and post-60s generations are the backbone of China's reform and opening up. We have carried the most difficult years of the great revival. Now the post-50s have retired, and the post-60s have also retired. We are worthy of the motherland and the times. I hope that future generations will continue to work hard!

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