Lyrics of childhood by Zhang Aijia

On the banyan tree by the pond

The cicada is calling for summer

On the swing by the playground

Only butterflies stop on it

The teacher's chalk on the blackboard

Still trying to chirp and write

Waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school

Childhood waiting for games

There's everything in the Welfare Club

There's no dime in my pocket

Zhuge sirang and the devil party

Who in the world got that sword

The boy in the next class

Why haven't you passed my window

Snacks in the mouth, cartoons in the hand

Childhood of first love in heart

Always wait until before you go to bed

I know that I only did a little homework

It's always after the exam

Only then knew that the book which should read has not read

An inch of time is an inch of gold

The teacher said that an inch of money can't buy an inch of time

Day after day, year after year

A hazy childhood

No one knows why

The sun always goes down to the other side of the mountain

No one can tell me

Are there any immortals living in the mountain

How many days are there always

A person in a daze facing the sky

So curious, so fanciful

Such a lonely childhood

Dragonflies come in the sun

Green rice fields

Watercolor crayons and kaleidoscope

I can't draw the rainbow in the sky

When can I be like a senior

There is a mature and grown face

Looking forward to the holiday, looking forward to tomorrow

Looking forward to growing up in childhood

Day after day, year after year

Looking forward to growing up in childhood