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與孩子經過童年，自己也是童年。
那種童趣，無與倫比，那種燦爛，溫暖人間。
那種跋山涉水，雖然疲憊，轉瞬卻幸福滿滿。
那種披荊斬棘，雖然小心翼翼，磕磕絆絆，
最後也是星移鬥轉，開闊一片天，風光無限。

那是晨曦中跳躍的露珠，折射出七彩的夢幻，
那是暮色裏紛飛的花瓣，飄蕩出詩意的闌珊，
那是寒冬裏綻放的梅蕊，散發出堅韌的溫婉，
那是春雨中萌動的新芽，吐露著生命的樂觀。

 

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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.