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03.12.2019 07:11
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Childhood, a short and happy time, we are naive, free, and seem to have no troubles every day. However, over the years it always takes away too much, takes away our childhood, and only leaves us memories. Every time I talk about childhood, I always evoke my memories. Too many things happened in childhood, like ... the stars in the sky can't be counted. When I was young, I liked to go to my grandmother's house, maybe my grandmother's kindness, maybe my little friends there. Summer is often sultry and boring, but in the summer of the same year, there will always be unlimited fun. The sun burns the ground. The sultry weather makes people breathless, and you can often hear the screams. I have been playing since I was a kid. My big friend Xiao Qi came to play with me. I thought: What can you do in such a hot day ... Before I think about it, Xiao Qi pulls me aside, quietly in me Ears said, "Let's go to Uncle Li's watermelon field to steal watermelon." It seemed good too. I promised to walk to the watermelon field, and we both rolled up our sleeves and went down. "Oh, these watermelons are really big and round. They must be delicious," I sighed. The two of us finally picked a big watermelon Newport 100S. After we were preparing to move home, "Are you two little ghosts stealing watermelon?" Uncle Li said. The two of us were silent, and then Uncle Li smiled and said, "Want to eat watermelon and come to me, come and eat at my house." Uncle Li moved a big watermelon to his house and cut it for us. Although it was a few years ago, I am still so clear, as if it was yesterday. Inadvertently, we graduated from elementary school. That summer, we said "goodbye!" To childhood, and we started stepping into middle school. Gradually, I found that childhood was really good, like a kite in the sky, flying at will, loose hands, flying a kite, childhood. gone Marlboro Red. Listening to a piece of childhood music, as if I have returned to childhood, simple music, that contains how much emotion we have. Open the photo album, every childhood picture comes into my eyes, and we always have a smiling face in the photo album, and I feel the laughter echo in my ear. Childhood is a picture with our colorful life; childhood is a dream, and we are happy in the dream; childhood is a song Carton Of Cigarettes, and our laughter is on the banyan tree beside the pond Screaming in the summer, on the swing by the playground, only the butterfly stops on it ... childhood, goodbye |
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Wow what a beautiful story and after reading it I get into my childhood. And remember things I use to do when I was kid and it really made my day because I get brooklyn resume studio services and I really like this post. Great post keep posting like this. |
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