The Magician's Childhood
As a child, I was lively and happy, wandering in this beautiful and colorful world, I can say that I was like a fish in water, even in the animals, flowers, and trees or my dream of the primeval forest, I was as comfortable as at home, I have unlimited energy, ability to pass through the sky. Rather than wear me out, my fervent desire has made me happier. I had learned to do some magic tricks, and no matter how much I practiced them when I relearned them later, I could never do them that well again, I just didn't know it at the time. I was easy to like and easy to win the trust of others, whether as the head or disciples or unidentified role, I can handle it all. For many years, my younger classmates and relatives believed in my magic, my ability to subdue Satan, my reputation for finding treasures and crowns, and so on, and worshiped me as a god. I wandered in paradise for many years, although my parents told me early on about the accident of the snake in paradise. I dreamed of my childhood for many years, and the world belonged to me, and everything was at my beck and call, and everything was listed in an orderly manner around me, ready for my play. Whenever there was any dissatisfaction or new desire in my heart, whenever there was any shadow or headache in this joyful world, I could easily escape into another fantasy world that was more free and full of harmony, and when I returned from this world, the outside world became lovely again. I lived in paradise for a long time.
