After winter, spring is omitted, and it is another summer.

When I was a child, I was not allowed to beat barefoot. I said that I would become Xie Dajiao when I grew up. I was half-believing but still couldn't help but run around secretly with barefoot.

After school, I rode my bicycle under the Yangtze River Bridge, threw away my schoolbags, took off my shoes, and walked barefoot on the hot asphalt road, grass and soft mud to the riverside. The cool breeze blew towards the head, dissipating the heat and irritability on my body. I paired the picked willow branches with white daisies, woven into strange garlands of ancient garlands, wore them on each other's heads, and smiled at each other's funny appearance. The cool breeze gradually became mixed, so we followed the stairs to our respective bicycles, carried our schoolbags, threw our shoes into the car basket, stepped on the pedals, and sang discordant songs all the way home until we walked away from home while there was no one at our doorstep.

I won’t care that my feet are already covered with mud, grass juice, and small gravel.

The summer smells very strong, and in the suffocating air, you will occasionally smell sadness. One day, a corpse of a porpoise was found by the river. It was black all over and there was a blood-colored crack on its body. Although it did not rot, it still attracted many green-headed flies. The figure that could only be seen in early winter and in the early morning of foggy, but now it is lying under my breath without breathing. Yes, I have been looking forward to one day to clearly see the porpoise, and I only realized half of the expectation, but still half of the sadness.

Unfortunately, it only happened once, so good!

On the hottest day of summer, we no longer just sit on the stones by the river and draw on the white sand with long sticks. Instead, we muster up the courage to approach the river water and step on the stones in the cold water. A gust of wind blows, or a boat passes by, and the raised river water lying down from afar, covering the insteps, refreshing to our hearts. We squat down and found strange and funny pebbles in the clear water, happily put them in our pockets. The surroundings were very quiet, only the water hitting the stones and the sound of the wind blowing through the willows.

After a while, the laughter from afar reached my ears, who were enjoying the tranquility. Suddenly, two women and one man appeared, and happened to meet me and my friend.

They walked into the river water and soon started playing with the water, sprinkling the river water on each other, and the boy even walked deeper into the water. In contrast, we were much more timid than those who were smaller. The river water continued to rush to the shore one after another. At some point, one of my shoes floated on the top of the waves, dancing with the wind and water. When the wave retreated, I took my shoes away. The slightly blown shoelaces seemed to be in my farewell. I stood there blankly, staring at the only one left, lying alone beside the sand. After a few seconds, the boy laughed and then became more and more crazy. I glared at him, but couldn't say what to return my shoes, and he was not angry with me

The moving and backward waves may come back. I thought so at that time, and I was not afraid to grab a floating branch and walk forward. The waves running with my shoes were really as I thought. I came back. However, it was still too far from me, and my courage was not enough to let me go so far. The boy grabbed the branches in my hand and walked towards my shoes with big strides. The rolled waves over his trouser legs, and the water droplets flying from the tips wet the corners of his clothes. He successfully picked up his shoes. However, when he came back, he threw the shoes at me very high, and almost let me fall into the water when I received them. I continued to glar at him angrily, and snorted with his nose, grabbed my shoes on the ground, and went home.

Although unpleasant and sad things happened to barefoot, when the memory is filtered, the rest is what you want to remember.
Chapter completed!