<p class="ql-block">Two magical memories from my childhood</p><p class="ql-block">I lived in Wuhan when I was over two years old. Once, my parents and I took a cruise along the Yangtze River to Shanghai, and then took the train to Hangzhou. The trip left some magical impressions - (1) elevator ride, (2) boat ride, etc -.</p><p class="ql-block">(1) The elevator entrance in memory is not a door but a fence. Standing at the elevator entrance, you can clearly see the elevator moving up and down through the fence. Stepping into the elevator car, my hands were pulled tightly by my mother; the "big box" began to move upwards. It's like I've entered a magical world and I don't know where it's going to take me.</p><p class="ql-block">(2) On the shore of West Lake Park in Hangzhou, as soon as I stepped on the swaying boat, the lake water under my feet made my heart beat faster - will I fall into the water? Fortunately, my mother held my hand tightly, otherwise I would not have dared to take that step. The human-powered boat began to move slowly on the water. I dipped my hand into the lake and fiddled with it, it was so much fun.</p><p class="ql-block">My dad was always on the sidelines taking pictures of me and my mom, capturing those beautiful scenes on film. He was a professional photographer at the time.</p><p class="ql-block">These are wonderful things from my childhood and I will never forget them. Of course, I have to remember my parents, who gave me everything but passed away. At this moment, my eyes started to get wet. I don't know if it's because of happy and magical memories, or because of sadness and nostalgia.</p> <p class="ql-block">我童年的兩個神奇記憶</p><p class="ql-block">我兩歲多的時候住在武漢。 有一次，我和父母乘游船沿長江到上海，然后乘火車到杭州。 這次旅行留下了一些神奇的印象——（1）乘坐電梯，（2）乘船等——。</p><p class="ql-block">(1)記憶中的電梯口不是門，而是柵欄。 站在電梯口，隔著柵欄就能清晰地看到電梯上下移動。 踏進電梯轎廂，我的雙手被媽媽緊緊地拉??； “大盒子”開始向上移動。 就像我進入了一個神奇的世界，我不知道它會帶我去哪里。</p><p class="ql-block">（2）杭州西湖公園岸邊，一踏上搖搖晃晃的小船，腳下的湖水讓我心跳加速——我會掉進水里嗎？ 幸好媽媽緊緊地握著我的手，不然我也不敢邁出那一步。 人力船開始在水面上緩緩移動。 我把手伸進湖里，擺弄著它，真是太有趣了。</p><p class="ql-block">我爸爸總是在一旁給我和我媽媽拍照，用膠卷捕捉那些美麗的場景。 他當時是一名專業(yè)攝影師。</p><p class="ql-block">這些都是我童年的美好事物，我永遠不會忘記它們。 當然，我必須記住我的父母，他們給了我一切，卻去世了。 這一刻，我的眼睛開始濕潤了。 不知道是因為快樂而神奇的回憶，還是因為悲傷和懷念。</p>