my childhood

Childhood is the ocean of joy. At the seaside of memories, there are countless shells, gray, and a sad past; there are splendid things that remind people of childhood fun. I was looking for the most beautiful shell on the coast that I remembered. Ah, I found it...

At that time, I was only 8 years old and I was an age at a birthday. I like birthdays because I will eat big cakes, and that birthday on the mountain, something interesting happened:

After a busy morning, I can finally eat the cake I hope for a long time! Oh, the cake is big and round, covered with pure white cream, and it is full of various cream flowers. It seems to be smiling at me, very cute! The cake also features "Happy Birthday" written in red jam. Against the backdrop of the candlelight, the cake really makes me drool! I can't wait to eat it.

Finally got it! A large piece of cake was taken by me. I took a big bite, ah, it’s delicious! Some of my friends suddenly laughed. This smile made me inexplicable. Looking in the mirror, oh, I put a piece of cream on my nose and lived like a clown! I couldn't help but laugh. My friend and I were eating cakes and playing with cream flowers to swear, playing and playing to hit my dad, and my friends and I laughed. The memory of this night is deeply imprinted in the beautiful shell.

Sixth grade: Nani 5555