It's the annual Children's Day again, and Xiaoshu is very happy. This year, I've decided to give him a gift that can fly in the air - a drone. He can be carried by a drone to experience the feeling of flying like a bird, looking down and discovering the world, and feeling free...
It's quite touching. Nowadays, children are all playing with toys that I once never dared to imagine. The toys I remember are tin frogs and tanks. That era has gone and will never return. While feeling nostalgic, I also think that this generation of kids is rather pitiful. They can't experience the joy of catching fish and shrimp in the river, picking wild fruits and catching grasshoppers on the mountain, swimming naked with a group of playmates and burying themselves in the wild grass of autumn.
But I hope the little tree is happy, at least in its childhood.
Because I know what I will face when I grow up. The complex society and human nature, the fierce competition with no bottom line, the collapse and reconstruction of values, the loss of self and the search for the direction of the future, the meaning of existence, why to make money, and the growth after a breakup. A sense of identity within a group, etc. These problems will accompany him until middle age. It was not until he realized that he was just a human being, a grain of sand in The Times.
I once tried to tell him in advance, but when I recalled my young and impetuous self, I was so reluctant to listen to the advice of adults. So it was still decided to let him freely experience his own life.
I'll tell him: Just have a good time now, because it won't be fun when you grow up...
