When we grow up, we often find ourselves reminiscing about our childhood. It was a time full of interesting experiences that brought happiness and sometimes even sadness, but they were all worth remembering.
In my own childhood, there was one particular experience that I will never forget. When I was eight years old, I didn't want to go to school, so I went to the park instead. As I looked around, I saw the blue sky and leaves turning green on the trees. The sun was shining brightly and the air was so fresh. What a beautiful scene! I decided to draw it and show it to my mother, telling her that I wanted to become a painter when I grow up. My mother encouraged me and told me that if I study hard, I could become a painter.
From that day on, I started studying hard every day. This childhood memory has stayed with me and continues to make me happy whenever I think about it. |