Childhood is so colorful, so naivete in childhood, childhood is so be light of heart from care. Memories of childhood always arouse my most brilliant smile.
When I was very little, see in the street girls hair at sixes and sevens, also addicted to strange color, feel very strange. He went to ask a mother, why are they dressed so neither fish nor fowl, mother smiled and said: " silly boy, such personality, fashion." " Oh." I think if my family that snow white cat to dress up, maybe you can join any competition! I admire myself, so I want to get out of the way.
小荷作文网 www.zww.cn Home I put snow up, ready to give it tied in the bookcase. The snow did not work, it was squirming, also angrily put his claws come and catch me. Mad at me, not only caught me "whiz " once ran, a little too gently. See I got you don't spank you! I took tremendous effort, finally put snow tied on the bookcase.
小 荷 作文网 www.zww.cn To stain, I began to paint out hair coloring, put the cat ears dyed green, looks quiet and generous. Owl intermediate tufts of fur dyed black, look solemn. The cat tails dyed pink, look lovely. Finally on the cat any sequence, to the heavenly maids scatter blossoms.
Finished my" masterpiece" put Bai Xuefang down. Bad! The cat was with the tongue licking its fur, good a little pussy licked into a clown cat. " Toot toot … … You are a dead cat to my "masterpiece" ruined!"
Childhood is like carrying the boat is drifting away, never come back, but childhood like in my heart though, won't be blown away by the wind, will not be washed away. Because it has been buried in the bottom of my heart.