Each piece of clothing carries the imprint of the child's growth, changing over time and size, grow up quietly.

One day, she/He asked, "Mom, what was my childhood like?" I thought about it, pulled her/him to the closet, and decided to let every piece of clothing tell her/him story of growing up: "Baby, look, this is what you wore when you were born... and when you were always.. .. Haha, and this, this is your one year old, this is your two year old, three year old..." She/He held the clothes carefully, rolled her/him small eyes, as if recalling the past, then suddenly shyly started playing hide and seek with me......

At this moment, I feel how happy and meaningful it is to participate in a person's growth.