Do you remember your childhood? All grown-ups were once children, although few of them remember it. The sentence from Little Prince touches my heart. As you grow up, you forget your original dreams, become unhappy, and fake your emotions. Rolife is like a time machine that takes you back to your childhood, healing your broken heart.
Grandfather grows many flowers in the little garden. There are tall and fat rubber trees, purple hydrangeas, auspicious fruit vines, and lovely little Margarita daisies. You can run around with bare feet, with fat bees buzzing past your ears, the fragrant smell of roses filling the air, and colorful butterflies perching on your little straw hat. You can ask many strange questions. And your grandfather answers you patiently.
-What is a meteor?
-It’s the hair of God.
-How do flowers grow?
-Bees carry pollen from one flower to another, like love letter carriers.
The carousel in childhood memories is dreamy and gorgeous. 9 mounts include zebra, white horse, antelope, and elk. They are colorful and lifelike. The decoration of the printed pattern is exquisite and elegant. When the familiar melody sounds, the horse begins to spin. You can sit holding a candy and your mother will take a picture of you.
On a winter’s night, it is snowing heavily outside the windows, but it is warm inside. You share with your mother the fun and trouble that happened today: the sadness of failing the exam, the happiness of meeting friends, the guilt of being criticized by the teacher. The record player begins to roll slowly. It is not just the tool to play music, but more like time’s friends. The little fire of the candlestick dances, the wood of the fireplace crackles, the music plays gently, and everything is harmonious and beautiful.
You can eat grandma’s blueberry jam in the kitchen. Grandma is good at cooking different kinds of food. The steaks are sizzling and oily. The air is filled with the smell of pepper and sweet rosemary. Every bite is rich, sweet, and meaty. You can watch bread baking in the oven. The air is filled with the smell of flour, milk and butter. The crispy apple pie is an unforgettable taste of childhood.
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