Childhood i a picture, the picture we have colorful life; Childhood i a ong, the ong with our happine and joy; Childhood i a dream, the dream i our imagination and hope. Childhood i a meal, the meal i filled with acid, weet, bitter, picy. Childhood i full of fun and childih!
Five year old, my parent and I went to grandma houe, at the time of viit, I aw a grandmother in teamed bun. Then, I alo aked my grandma I alo teamed bread, but grandma aid I wa too mall, don't let me do it. I thought, well, don't let me do, I do.
So, I found a bag of flour, I ue firt bowl i a bit out of flour, and then to put ome water. But I how alo can not find water, ah! The bucket of water i quite pecial, yellow water. (I later learned that the original i "peanut".) But little face how alo can't do a teamed bread, I wa angry, oliloquize ground to ay: "hum, ee me how to team a uper big teamed bread let you ee!"
So, I put all of the yellow water wa poured into the urface of the bag. But due to the urface that i one half of yellow water, o I not tir, I a brainwave, put another bucket of yellow water poured into, o jut right. Problem again, how to do? By the way, I lay a clean heet on the ground, and then pour the face out...... Finally became a teamed bread, but I wonder why you can't change the hape of a another! I changed a apple, I found a imilar to red color, chili powder.WWw.hAOZuowEn.com
I moved out, the apple ride high ground to ay: "thi i me with a bag of flour, two barrel of yellow water, many red powder" of "the big apple." When my grandma litened to, "halo" in the pat.
Childhood i a ugar-coated berry, acid weet, weet with acid; Childhood i more like a leaf boat, gone.