Poetry of Senior One: Childhood Colors _ 150 Words

The color of my childhood is like a box of chocolate beans, red, blue, green, black and white. My mother will praise me when I get 100 in the exam. Last summer, I saw the blue sea. When spring comes, I will roll on the grass. My parents always have to work overtime. I was alone in the dark room. When it snows, I will have a snowball fight with my friends. The color of my childhood was white.