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与孩子经过童年，自己也是童年。
那种童趣，无与伦比，那种灿烂，温暖人间。
那种跋山涉水，虽然疲惫，转瞬却幸福满满。
那种披荆斩棘，虽然小心翼翼，磕磕绊绊，
最后也是星移斗转，开阔一片天，风光无限。

那是晨曦中跳跃的露珠，折射出七彩的梦幻，
那是暮色里纷飞的花瓣，飘荡出诗意的阑珊，
那是寒冬里绽放的梅蕊，散发出坚韧的温婉，
那是春雨中萌动的新芽，吐露着生命的乐观。

 

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Having gone through childhood with my child, I am also a child myself.
That kind of childlike fun is incomparable, that brilliance, warming the world.
That kind of trekking through mountains and rivers, although tired, is full of happiness in an instant.
That kind of overcoming difficulties, although cautious and stumbling,
In the end, the stars move, the sky opens up, and the scenery is endless.

It is the jumping dew in the morning light, reflecting the colorful dream,
It is the flying petals in the twilight, floating with poetic ribbon,
It is the plum blossom blooming in the cold winter, exuding tenacious warmth,
It is the new buds sprouting in the spring rain, revealing the optimism of life.