My Childhood
I spent my childhood in a small village. At that time, my mother had to bring up my sister and me only by herself because my father was working in Shanghai. Even though our living conditions weren’t good, it was a happy time for me.
I had some little friends in the village. We often played together. In spring, we ran on the green grasslands and picked some beautiful flowers whose names we didn’t know. We often climbed a hill beside the village, stood at the top of the hill and shouted. The sound of joy reverberated in the village. The summer came after the spring. The weather became hot. We played in the woods behind my house. A small river ran across it. When we felt hot ,we jumped into the river. Oh! How cool it was! The autumn meant some tasty corn for us. We set a fire at the end of the fields to burn the corn we picked. I was often scolded by my mother for doing this. The winter was wonderful time for us. In this season, the most interesting thing was to have a snow—fight. Thought it was cold outside, we enjoyed ourselves very much.
Not only did I play with my friends, but also I learnt virtue from them. They were friendly, hardworking, honest and clever. I spent some pleasant time with them.
I’ll never forget my childhood. |
发表于 2006-5-28 18:23:59
