[Childhood Past] My Positive and Happy Childhood
My childhood was there, accompanied by a bit of confusion and despair. What I saw was a bleak gray.\A decade or so ago, during that turbulent era, Hong Kong and Macau were returned, the Soviet Union collapsed, and many major events happened. It was also the time when my family went bankrupt overnight and became poor.\Centuries of wealth and glory destroyed in an instant.\My father fell to the point of having to sell spicy hotpot on the street to pay off debts and make a living. What impressed me most was that I had to help my dad string tofu skins every day.\Tofu skins taste better after soaking in brine; I guess that brine was highly alkaline, and over time, my fingernails were corroded, turning yellow and brittle.\My mother went back to her parents' home to avoid debts. My father and I slept in the park every day, also having to evade the city management's pursuit. You can imagine how difficult those days were. At that time, I was not yet five years old.\When I was five, I tasted the bitterness of hardship.\After a few months, the grandson of a family friend returned to the country, rolling in wealth, unbelievably impressive. My father, having nowhere to turn, had no choice but to seek refuge with him. His grandfather's friendship with our family probably dated back to the Republic of China era. Relying on this connection shamelessly, my father endured countless disdain and humiliation, which I still cannot forget.\Later, my father stayed busy helping that grandson and was swamped with work. So, I was pushed aside. I will forever remember those summer nights, breezy nights, sitting alone on the iron bars of a security window, in the outermost, suspended corner. Watching the street below, watching people's shadows elongated by the streetlights.\I thought of nothing, just silently watching.\By the time I was six, I realized that loneliness is a demon.\Much later, my father's hard work paid off, and the debts were cleared. My mother returned from her parents' home. I happily thought that sunlight was about to enter my life.\But what followed were almost constant arguments, along with twenty-four-hour fear and tension.\It was then I understood that love is both magical and worldly, love is indestructible, yet also as fragile as a cicada's wing.\I was afraid of the dark, afraid of being alone, afraid of loneliness. This fear even surpassed the fear of injections and going to kindergarten.\By the time I was seven, I already understood the meaning of despair.\My childhood was nothing but gray and black.\This is childhood.\(The End)
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It's just that the family went bankrupt, bouncing around with dad, then having a painful testicle alone, then mom came back, and the two of them fight every day. Is this kind of thing really so unbelievably dramatic? This kind of thing happens a lot, you know?
Over time, feelings change. No matter how much I show sympathy for you, we can't rely on others, only on ourselves. If our parents' marriage falls apart, find a girlfriend, start a complete family, and live a good life. What you need now is just to work hard.
Wuwu... alright, in the future I'll focus on scolding mom... wuwuwu, Brother Yuan, garlic paste is ruthless
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