When I was in primary school, I was always poor on the street who looked at Baba's middle and high schools the flexibility to ride the bicycle people, they want control over the direction, as if everything is the key to have their own, leaving only one In the cool background, and I can only holding buns hot to walk on the street. At that time, how much I want to have a bicycle of their own, so, I demand the whereabouts of my father, my father said, ": You are still very small, and you grew up in the ride." Elementary schools I want to how fast point up, hurry up and get their own motorcycles.
I am almost in the middle of the summer, I wish to be a bicycle of their own, so I every day, every day before her mother went to a back brush. When I was riding one day in my childhood was found also that the pure and innocent and sincere with my CHAPTER Chen gone, I looked at my brother, sisters of the play fast, look at their day innocent smile will always think of my friends from junior high school students and self-competition, my mind there is a tremendous yearning, I long for him, I am longing for a childhood, but this is only my pursuit of an impossible to achieve. In primary school when I was like how long the high and growing up, but now I am afraid of how the growth is so afraid of growth, my naive, I have been with the childish fantasy have nowhere to be found, along with the growth of notes disappeared.
I'm afraid of growing pains, it makes me feel helpless and timid, it makes me feel confused, uncertain and thus floating. Growth, become confused, so I can not get the pace in step. Free, up in smoke the ... ...
成长是一条大道，展现在我的面前，当我涉伐这条大道的时候，我的追求也在不段的改变。
当我在小学的时候，我总是在马路上可怜巴巴地看着那些上初中、高中的人灵活地骑上单车，他们随心所欲地控制着方向，好像一切的一切都有自己主宰，只留下一个个潇洒的背影，而我却只能捧着热腾腾的包子在马路上行走。那时，我是多么希望有一辆属于自己的单车，于是，我去向爸爸索求，爸爸却说“：你还小，等你长大了在骑。”我在小学里是多么希望自己快点长大，快点得到属于自己的单车。
在我快上初中的那个暑假，我如愿以偿得到了一辆属于自己的单车，于是我每天骑着它，每天在妈妈眼前刷去一个背影。当我有一天在骑单车时发现我的童年与天真还有那纯洁的真挚随着我的陈章一去不复返了，我看着弟弟、妹妹们快了的玩着，看着他们那天真无邪的笑容总会想到我初中的同学与朋友自检的激烈竞争，我的心中有一种无比的向往，我向往着他，我向往着童年，可是这只是我一个不可能实现的追求。我在小学的时候是多么喜欢长高与长大，可是现在的我又是多么害怕成长，是多么害怕成长，我的天真，我的幻想都已经随着稚气已无处可寻，伴随着成长的音符消失了。
我害怕成长中的烦恼，它使我感到一种无奈与胆怯，它使我感到迷惑，从而漂浮不定。成长，变得迷惑，变得让我不敢在迈出脚步。自由，灰飞烟灭了……