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.
o, 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!"
o, 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. .....