第1个回答 2017-08-17
Another month has passed and I cannot help but ponder what is the true meaning of growing up.
My mind starts to wander back to the days when I was a little boy, acting all spoilt, needed plenty of attention, crying at every single little thing that I couldn't get or have. There were no worries back then. Everything is pretty much 'in-your-face'. There was no need for pretense. People can look at me with their opinions. I shouted when I felt like shouting, I ran when I felt like running, I screamed when I felt like screaming. Sadness never lasted really long.本回答被网友采纳
第2个回答 2020-05-12
Another month has passed and I cannot help but ponder what is the true meaning of growing up.
My mind starts to wander back to the days when I was a little boy, acting all spoilt, needed plenty of attention, crying at every single little thing that I couldn't get or have. There were no worries back then. Everything is pretty much 'in-your-face'. There was no need for pretense. People can look at me with their opinions. I shouted when I felt like shouting, I ran when I felt like running, I screamed when I felt like screaming. Sadness never lasted really long.