Another rainny day, we really have a strange weather this year, as these days,it almost rained everyday.
Regardless of the weather, I'd rather write something come up to my mind today. As I watched the rain in the classroom, I recalled my childhood.
I like rains,especially heavy ones, I don't know why, maybe because I was born on a rainy day. Whatever. I remember that several times when it rained, I would like to go out without an armbrella or a raincoat, just grab a big piece of leaf, run in the rain or even twist several circles, caring nothing.
But now when I grew up, I haven't expose myself in the rain for years. One reason I don't have the same enthusiasm as before, second, I fear that I would be treated as an idiot.
Have you ever had this feelings before? When you want to do smething, but just end up with fears that you may be laughed at by others? While I didn't care a little bit when I was young.
I think that we are missing something when we grow up, and we have lost something at the some time. Is it the necessary cost to grow up?
What has been lost? Creative, imagination, innocent, and many beautiful things were lost when trying to become mature. What happened to the world, we can not lead a good life with an innocent and pure heart. That is the most terrible things to be an adult.
Why? Were they the only things lost? More must have been lost too. What makes this happen? See the society today, how many bad things have happened, people have been absorbed in chasing money, while care nothing more!
When could we have a pure world without cheating,without crime, but with love?