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Childhood is like a golden field, full of joy of harvest, laughter, intoxicating.

Childhood past, like the golden ear of rice, I will choose one of the most beautiful to share with you.

I remember when I was in the first grade, carrying a new schoolbag, using new stationery, watching a new book, making many friends, and starting a learning career in the face of the teacher’s smile.

The most memorable thing is that a school will hold a relay race. When I was on the scene, I began to accelerate my heartbeat. I was afraid that I would fall behind. The baton in my classmates approached me. I can't help but sweat in my hand. It's my turn! I took the baton and ran hard, forgot my opponent, and forgot myself. "Hey!" I was stumped by a stone, my hands were bleeding, and the students all sweated for me. I shook my body and hurt. At this moment, I have been left halfway down, feeling desperate, but when I think of the cheers of my classmates, I think of the honor of six years. I have a strength in my heart, and I ran up again and finally passed the end.

Childhood is golden and beautiful. Childhood is like a pearl embedded in my heart, I will never forget.

Beijing Fengtai District dddd third grade: Xifei