childhood! ! !

"On the banyan tree by the pond, I heard the sound of the summer. On the swing on the playground, only the butterfly stopped on it. The teacher’s chalk on the blackboard is still trying to write, waiting for the class, waiting for school. Waiting for the childhood of the game..." Whenever I took this song, I reminded me of the funny things of my childhood.

When I was a child, I went to play with a large group of cousins ​​every time. Every time they go to play, they always call me to follow. One day, we sneaked into the vegetable field and took a few sweet potatoes. Then I ran away and fled, for fear that I would be caught skunk. After hiding in the forest, we worked together to find firewood and a lighter, and then began to throw the sweet potato into the fire. Everyone is sitting next to the fire and telling a joke. Unconsciously, it was getting dark, and we went home.

Childhood life is really rich and colorful, and it is still very rich. I miss those happy childhoods.

First day: bitter memories