[Childhood Past Evenings] The past never returns, childhood leaves only memories

Xiao V thinks, writing about childhood memories??? Why make it sound so nice ←_← Just call it a heartbreaking childhood ←_←
Um… about Xiao V's childhood?? It was bleak, just thinking about it makes me not want to go through it again (I'm about to explode……)
Back then I hadn't started school yet. Watching my sister write with a pen every day, I was very envious. So, the idiot came T^T Took a pen, a piece of paper, and tried to write……\As for what my writing looked like, there's no need to say much, a circle here, a cross there, everything was what was in my heart…… Every time I held that little talisman and read it like it was proper, my family didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but in my heart I was full of hope……
Speaking of exploding………when I was little, there was a kid in the neighborhood older than me (here comes the rambling again, hmm hmm hmm, Xiao V was young, but my generation rank was just slightly higher than others, so many people called me 'little uncle,' and even those older than me were no exception…… my mind feels so old, definitely because they called me that T^T), well, those guys also had to call me little uncle ′?`\Back in the day, V Da was fearless (previous context)…… One night, a bunch of us kids were playing with a fire, and they asked me if I was afraid of fire, if I dared to play with it?? So, V Da's courage came straight from my head (brainless state), and I jumped into the fire……\As a result, as you can imagine… Xiao V burned my left knee terribly, I still can't forget the pain in the shower that night T^T\Of course, those guys got scolded by parents of my peers ′?` As for what medicine I used, I don't remember, anyway it was green. The strangest thing is, now there's not even a scar on my left knee, it's amazing!!!
The second misfortune (also can be called a silly story), was also about those guys.\Back then we had nothing to do, they suggested grinding the yellow rocks at the door on the ground, shaping them into cones, and then putting them in the fire, to make a 'Huluwa.' So several kids kept grinding rocks on the ground for no reason… (We ground for so long, and still no Huluwa T^T). And every time someone asked me what I was doing, I would say with a mysterious air, 'Huluwa will come out,' so silly T^T
Third, I was quite afraid of ghosts as a child (slight exaggeration ′?`… really afraid of ghosts T^T), the type that wouldn't leave anyone alone at night, had to cover my head to sleep at night…… Misfortune came in summer, who would cover with a thick quilt? At most just a thin layer on the stomach.So what am I supposed to do? T^T And at that time, I would get sleepy as soon as noon came, couldn't resist sleeping, and then the unfortunate thing happened again—I couldn't sleep at night. That feeling was spine-chilling...\At night, when Dad and Mom went to bed early, I still couldn't sleep, so I had no choice but to find my older sisters and play cards with them. Every time we had to play past midnight. When they wanted to sleep, I wouldn't let them, waking them up (having a brother like me, sigh...). Actually, what annoyed me the most was that my second sister would always tell me ghost stories. Even though I couldn't sleep, she persisted. My eldest sister would tell her to stop, but she still continued... As a result, it was better for them not to sleep ←_←...\The most embarrassing thing with ghosts was being too scared to stay home alone -_-|| Every time I was home alone, I would run out like crazy, preferring to zone out outside rather than watch my favorite cartoons at home...
There are so many embarrassing stories, endless memories... And we are still young, so the memories must come to a pause here; the future still lies ahead...