Childhood summer

　　Childhood, like broad-leaved epiphyllum. Because the time is very short epiphyllum, therefore, it makes people feel very rare and beautiful, let people couldn't forget. Childhood is the same. Time passes, childhood in mind the memory of the summer but still not efface. 　
　　When I was a child, every summer, I will go to my grandma's. My grandma's yard, my sister and I always love to eat dinner in the yard. So, we can eat edge appreciate the beautiful sunset at dusk, the sky red, red, yellow, orange, yellow, also are for the evening, while the sunset with colors on the edge of the clouds, then also changed the splendid gold… My sister and I looked up at the sky, I say: "navigation, we come to couplet?" "Good!" He produced a part I: "HuangYouGong heaven." "The earth have…" At grass and small, sister, he also has a "land of powder have green!" I say again: "golden sky." "HMM…" No, my sister to. I've been racking my brains to think for a moment and said, "the red one altar flowers! As we said, laughing. 　 小荷作文网 www.zww.cn
　　The sky grew dark, the sun, the moon on the turn. The moon came out, the stars also blink eyes, and we play winced hide. More and more stars with gold. At this time, my sister and I count on a star: "one, two, three, four, five thirty, 31, 32……" This thesis (from) for so many stars, owner, how do we count to finish? Counting, we will become a dazely: "50, 52…" "Not!!!!!!!!!!" 51 is "Rightness! 51!" We laughed, count to variables as last, dreaming, and the muddled… 　 小 荷 作文网 www.zww.cn
　　Childhood has so far away, but I still remember, remember. Childhood's summer is my unforgettable. I really want to go back to his childhood!