Everyone has a childhood, perhaps beautiful, perhaps dark, but everyone has experienced such innocent scenes______animated cartoons. The earliest animated cartoon I remember watching was 'Blue Cat Naughty Three Thousand Questions.' A cat, a mouse, and a fox took us into a wonderful world; they sailed through the universe, and our hearts followed them. They were chased and ran wildly by dinosaurs in Jurassic times, and our hearts raced with them. To ask how obsessed I was, I would say that at that time I often called the Blue Cat hotline to listen to stories (later, because the phone bill skyrocketed, my parents caught me, and what followed was a severe scolding). I don't remember the ending of Blue Cat, only that it had very, very many episodes and I couldn't finish watching them even in a day.
When I was young, I didn't know its name, only that I watched every day a group of transformable mechanical warriors battling. The righteous Gorilla Captain led his team against the villainous Giant Boss, and every time they transformed, we felt thrilled because there would be intense battle scenes. I watched for a long time but didn't know the title. Until one day after I grew up, I suddenly remembered the cartoon I once watched and searched online to find out it was called 'Beast Man.'
Then, some short domestic animations appeared, and I was also keen to watch them. 'Huluwa' amazed us with their magical powers and hatred for the ugly faces of demons. Would the Sloppy King from 'The Adventures of the Sloppy King' become very clean after his adventures in the Mouse Kingdom? Do you still remember the familiar melody of 'Inspector Black Cat'?
Gradually, various anime channels began introducing excellent foreign animations, with Japanese anime being the most popular, and my favorite was 'Dragon Ball.' I liked watching it as a child, and occasionally still watch it as an adult. Son Goku seemed like an indestructible little strongman, always beaten to a pulp yet counterattacking and turning defeat into victory. My favorite part was watching him transform into a Super Saiyan, which felt very cool and powerful. Every time he met someone stronger than himself, he kept surpassing his limits and defeating formidable enemies.Slowly, various anime channels began introducing excellent foreign animations, among which Japanese anime was the most popular. My favorite was "Dragon Ball." I liked watching it as a child, and sometimes still watch it as an adult. Goku is like an indestructible little guy, always beaten nearly to death but then making a last-ditch comeback and turning the tables. I especially loved watching him transform into a Super Saiyan—it felt so cool and powerful. Every time he encounters someone stronger than himself, he keeps surpassing his limits and defeats formidable enemies.
As children, we had many wild dreams, and "Doraemon" was the ideal choice to fulfill them. In the cartoon, we could ride the time machine with Nobita to travel through time, fly in the sky with the Bamboo Copter, pass through the Anywhere Door, and reach any corner of the world. It seemed like there was nothing Doraemon couldn't do. With his more than 1,000 gadgets, he could fulfill any wish. But as we grew older, we realized how far the real Doraemon is from us.
When I was twelve or thirteen, I became obsessed with some detective anime, and "Detective Conan" was one of them. Many times I started watching from the middle, amazed by his exceptionally clever thinking. Only once did I watch the beginning and learned that he was a high school student who had been administered a certain drug by a criminal organization, causing his body to shrink. For those who have watched Conan, you might have had this thought: every story's ending is always somewhat unexpected. I marveled at the author's meticulousness, bringing us into a suspenseful story with his writing, and when the story ends, everyone would exclaim: Oh, so that's it!
In the years that have passed, the innocence of childhood has been lost. What remains is only an eternal childlike heart.
