Childhood as a picture, and we is the brush of colorful childhood. in my memory, childhood is the first snow is so white and soft. the children in the snow to make a snowman and snowball fights. i heartily ： "cried down the sugar! in the sugar!" said mother ： "no sugar, the snow." "the snow?" i said in amazement. "on the air." mother said . after a few days, granny, she took me to play on the snowShe took me into the snow, i have said my grandma ： "on the air ." because i have little to do it. granny smiled and said ： "where did you learn the words!" "own work!" i said in surprise. her large eyes and rushed the news to her mother. mom said, smiling ： "i said to her." granny said ： "you really like to brag." i don't know what it means "" given, thought that a body of leather!
Childhood was interesting, no matter when a childhood were all happy.