Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of shells on the seashore, shining with colorful brilliance and countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is the most unforgettable childhood story. I remember when I was a child, I planted an orange tree in my yard, which was born with me. I often carved a mark on the trunk with a knife. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before." I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, patting her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens ... haha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that the fun of childhood will be the most beautiful memory in my life. I'm very upset these days. Sitting in the yard enjoying the cool tonight, I suddenly remembered the lotus pond I walked through every day. It should look different under the light of this full moon. The moon rises gradually, which is a secluded road; The night is even lonelier. Around the lotus pond, there are many trees and lush. On one side of the road, there are some willows and some trees with unknown names. On a moonless night, the road is gloomy and a little scary. It's fine tonight, although the moonlight is still very weak. Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. At first glance, one side of the tree is cloudy.
Looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy.
At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs and I can only appreciate it.