Childhood, is no one inch ill weeds grow apace, no unclean pure land, Childhood, is a naked no block, pure and fresh and clear sky, childhood, is a multicoloured box, clear river; Childhood, full of pure and sweet, will make the person produces unforgettable memories.
Early that morning, I also in sleep, my father woke me up and said to me: "want to learn to ride a bicycle?" Think of the road uncle aunt commuters riding a bicycle, the way I want to learn the psychological early, so I promised my father. Look at that beautiful bicycle, I excitedly ride up, but the car didn't seem to like me the new friends like, are no with me, and I will to the left, to it again, I want to right it is partial to the left, make me dizzy, although the road car is not much, but I was too nervous two legs trembling, psychological more want to 15 only bucket - butterflies in my stomach. Very not easy, the car is a bit to listen to my words, but as long as dad a let go, I'll wrestling. When I ride too huan, wonder how didn't hear dad that loud and jarring breathing, turn head a see, dad is meters away zai leisurely to smoking a cigarette! Suddenly frighten silly, I again heavily a fall. At this time, father to catch up, lift me up, smile to say to me: "would you!" woolrich spaccio
That morning, mom and dad took me to zhenhai, xu. Dad said the mountain have assembled city, is the world-famous ancient to resist foreign aggression haiphong sites. "Then we went up to the mountain!" Before father say that finish, I can't wait to go running. The ants really yes, are kept to fat, do not take care to still can be a bite, but the pain! As we enjoy the beautiful scenery, while taking pictures went up to the mountain, in the mountain I didn't less "boast" my photography technology, help mom and dad took some photos. We talking and laughing all the way. The top of the mountain, the city is no misnomer thence, he saw the subsidiary city, I seem to have seen the fight against Japanese pirates battle scenes, where rusty stains.