Pleasant Memory of My Childhood
I am already 18 years old, but the memory of my childhood is still like an unforgettable sweet dream.
One day, all my family went to climb a mountain. There father told my elder sister and me that the first one to get to the top of the mountain would be given a toy. Hearing this, we began to run up. At first I kept ahead, but a few minutes later my sister was ahead of me. However, I didn't give up. That toy attracted me to run forward, In the end I reached the top first.
On the top we enjoyed the beautiful scenery and had a picnic. At dusk, we went down the mountain happily. I was the happiest one, because I not only got a toy train but also knew that one shouldn't give up readily.
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Last May day. I and my father, mother, grandparents, brother went tozhurongfeng by bus. In the morning we came down the mountain. I saw wooded mountains, wild flowers bloom. We climb up the hill along the mountain path. Come halfway up the mountain, I feel a little tired,it began to rain,My West Lake silk umbrella missed,. Dad said to me,“yangwei, don't do anything halfway.”at last,So I insisted reached the top, the top of the scenery so beautiful.We were flying kites, I was thirsty, my mother bought me a bottle of water, .finally we went home.finally,Since then, I've kept the umbrella。
i was very happy。
Ding-dong water singing symphony, the fish in the water while willow in spring under the sway of girl, display self wantonly colorful figure. Helena o I sit at the computer desk, recalling the past. Remembered before the good times, my heart is poured into mind, 20,000 words that are great memories ah. Just a good picture by millions of golden dream weaving.Childhood, what a miss, no sad, no worries, carefree free playing.Now that I think about it, that it is wonderful, but, all won't return, still have a long way of life, not only in that time may. It unchanged……Goodbye, my dear childhood, don't a lovely fairy tale, don't, fairy tale princess.The flower of youth, youth ideal, are quietly bloomed.SHH, listening, they are seeping…。
Childhood Memory
I remember it like yesterday. We were all waiting patiently for my father to come home from the race track. He promised me and my sister that if he won, he would take us all to Rye Playland.
The minutes felt like hours. It was the longest hour of my life. Then finally we heard the car door shut. Me and my sister ran to the front door anxiously waiting for the news. He opened the door and walked in. We tried to read the expression on his face but of course he was looking down while taking his sneakers off.
The suspense was killing us. Then he looked up. No words were spoken between us and our father. He just gave us a blank stare. I didn't know what to think. I was scared to ask because I was so worried of the response.
It was that moment when he said to us, "Well kids, pick out what your going to wear to Rye playland this weekend." Excitement just jumped through out my whole body. We both ran over and gave him the biggest hug and ran upstairs to pick out what we had to bring and start the trip to Rye on the weekends.
A Pleasant Memory of My Childhood
I am already 18 years old,but the memory of my childhood is still like an unforgettable sweet dream.
One day,all my family went to climb a mountain.There father told my elder sister and me that the first one to get to the top of the mountain would be given a toy.Hearing this,we began to run up.At first I kept ahead,but a few minutes later my sister was ahead of me.However,I didn't give up.That toy attracted me to run forward,In the end I reached the top first.
On the top we enjoyed the beautiful scenery and had a picnic.At dusk,we went down the mountain happily.I was the happiest one,because I not only got a toy train but also knew that one shouldn't give up readily.
In my mind, everyone shall have his own dream. I think that having a dream means that we have an idea, and then we will do all the things to achieve the target. As long as we have a goal to be realized, we won't be blind at least.
My dream is to become a successful stateman, helping those people who need help with their rights. Of course, to be a good stateman is very difficult, but I will do whatever I can do to keep everyone satisfied. That's my dream. I want to try my best to help the poor sick people of our country. China is a developing country which needs good stateman,especially in the countryside and distant villages.
Now I'm a junior student on Grade One, My dream is also that although at present I'm good at study, I'll still try my best to be the study winner. Now everything I do is close to my dream. I feel life is fill with hope and is colorful, and I have enough confidence to realize my dream.
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在我心目中,每个人都应当有自己的梦想.我认为有一个梦想就是我们有一个想法,然后我们将尽一切事情以达到目标.只要我们有一个目标得以实现,我们不会盲目至少.
我的梦想是成为一个成功的志愿者,帮助那些需要帮助的人.当然,做一个好是非常困难的,但我会尽我所能做到让所有人满意.这是我的梦想.我要尽我所能来帮助我国贫困病人.中国是一个发展中国家,需要有良好的志愿者,特别是在农村和偏远的乡村.
现在我已经是上初中一年级学生,也是我的梦想是,虽然目前我很善于学习,我还是会尽我最大努力,来做这项工作的赢家.现在我所做的一切是接近我的梦想.我觉得生活是充满希望,是丰富多彩的,我有足够的信心去实现我的梦想.
My name is Beth. I'm 14 years old, and I study in No. 1 Middle School of Hu'an. My school is very big and beautiful. I'm very happy in the school.
I usually get up at 6:15 in the morning. Then I do morning exercises in the playground. At 6:40, I have my breakfast. You can see many students and teachers in the dinning room. After breakfast, I often read English with my classmates.
We have six classes every day. The first class begins at 7:50 am. I like all the classes, because my teachers can make the classes lively and interesting. My favorite subject is English, so I join English Corner every week. I can speak English with many other students there. It's very interesting and exciting. I think it's helpful for me to learn English well. After class, I always play games with my friends. We play basketball, soccer ball, volleyball, ping-pong and so on. They are very relaxing.
I like my lessons, my friends and my teachers. In a word, I love my school. I find my school life is more and more meaningful and colorful. My school life is wonderful, isn't it?
happy memories
In my memorey,there are a lot of happy things.The most happy thing in my monorey is I play chess with my classmates after class.
After my teacher go out of the class,I quickly put my chess block on my desk.Soon,my friends came towards me.I played very well so that they couldn't defeat me.We sitted,and started to play.We talked and laughed,even didn't see my English teach come into my class.We had to go back to class,but we promised that we would play next time
This is the most happy thing in my monorey.I will never forget it.Because I put my childhood in it.
Good memories initially, is a child to the countryside, and sister wearing mother hand sewing the blue flowers on a white background cotton dress, skipped walking in others envy eyes. Then, is when it rains, refused to take homethe ugly black umbrella. But in the corner, is accidentallyvisit home dad to pick surprise. And his father that the folding umbrella yellow. That was my first to the beautifulwestern style umbrella, walked with me for three years in middle school, secondary school for three years. Until the color has not washed out, was I changed. Father is ageological team, time of year and together for only two months, so each gift father brought back are precious.The father went after all these years, memory has always been his dark faint smile, let me in such a quiet night,tears trickling down one's cheeks. My childhood and youthin the grey. No first-class achievements beautiful appearance, beautiful clothes,, is always my little inferiority. But that time, there will be bright. It is time, in the countryside repetition of the spring outing, the clear stream, bloom in the rock on the side of the white and redtattoo, it was a willful, illuminating my was gloomy mood.Light my mood, and those who struggle with theclassmates, the bright eyed boy, who no longer to back facing loess overturned and struggled hard girl. These bright, accompany me through the unbearable repeatcareer, entered the father as I formulated in the future.First love is actually a failure. However, in the moonlight isbright in the field, holding my hand and walk slowly, I thinkI will be with him all the way to the end of the day. Just as Xi Murong's poem: in the young of the night, the moonlightwas how cool and bright, like water clarity and clean. Andshes father love at the beginning, the summer evening,sultry square, he looked on my bag, lying on the bed side,with a quiet and sit with me. So quiet and peaceful,singular Fu went to summer heat, let a person cannot help but smile, towards the sunset direction. Everything in my bosom quietly asleep, mouth with a satisfied smile, is Ican't get enough beauty. At this time, this is my one of my best memories! I met on the Internet and friends together,as if a good friend of many years generally talking and laughing, caring, sincere watch, is beautiful beautiful!Reunion and not seen for decades old, even if noseparate, together have to say, is also a beautifulmemories! Suddenly discovered that, good memories I,unexpectedly and money, beauty, success has nothing to do! So, the most beautiful memory is in where? In my own mind!。