i grew up in a small village. i am the second child of the family, and my sister is the eldest. our house is on the main street of the village so i always saw a lot of people on the streets there were farmers, fishermen, and a few merchants in the village. my sister and i used to play with the next-door children; their father is an elementary school teacher. sometimes when we played together in the house we made so much noise that my mother wanted us to play outside, so we went to the seashore to look for crabs and clams, and pretty seashells, too. also, we enjoyed running on the beach chasing each other. on breezy days we used to enjoy flying kites on the beach. when i look back on my early life in the village, i feel i had a happy childhood.
i’d like to tell you something about my childhood. when i was six years old, i was a lovely girl!
one day, my father saw some fish in the river, so he asked me, "why can fish only live in water?" i thought about it, then i gave him the answer, "because there are some cats on the bank." my father laughed when he heard that. then he said, "you are smart!" i was happy to hear that.
maybe you will say, "it’s a funny answer." now, i think, it is very interesting. and now i am smart. my parents love me very much. i am so happy to have that childhood.
slowly and quietly,spring is coming towards us.the weather is getting warmer and warmer,branches of trees begin sprouting new leaves,and all kinds of birds fly merrily in the sky.a new year begins.
looking at the tender green leaves of the trees out of the window,i can't help thinking of my childhood.when spring is coming,wheat begins to grow after a long winter,and its small and long leaves get greener,shaking with the wind.rapes bloom with golden flower and give off a heavy scent.how beautiful and romantic the nature is!in this season.i used to carry a small basket in my arm,a small knife in my hand ,and invite my little companions to the wheat field to dig edible wild herbs.we sang and laughed and talked and enjoyed ourselves.when we filled our baskets with wild vegetables,we began to play games.we also climbed the willows to break the tender branches and make them into flutes to blow.what a happy and lucky childhhood i had!
spring is full of life and power.spring is a lovely season.in the wind of spring we begin the new year.we ought to study hard and work well in order not to waste the springtime.
i was born in a small county which is poor. therefore, there were no beautiful clothes or many toys. before i went to school at six, i only played with my peers nearby. it was such a wonderful period that i would never forget. we always made our toys independently, which cost no money at all. sometimes, parents would help making toys as well. we could play from morning to night until parents told us to go home for dinner. however, as a rural child, i must help my parents doing farm work in the busy season, such as planting and harvesting. besides, my mother is a teacher. therefore, she began to teach me to read and count when i was three, so i had to spend some time i study. now, remembering it, i feel much happy rather than upset.
