Wo He Xitieshi He Yige Siqu de Pengyou

When I recalled my childhood, a magnet that accompanied me to grow up and a dead friend was the symbol of my past years.

I tied the magnet to the trousers and pulled it out all day.

The magnet could suck the iron on the road.

Blocks or coins make me very happy.

Until I met the friend who wanted to fly to the universe, he was as fat as I was, and then he accidentally fell into the water and died.

My childhood was over.