Whenever I recall my boy hood days,I often have a mixed feeling of regret and fact,there is more regret than if there were any past happy moments,they are gone and can not be recovered.
I am the only boy of my parents's three boys are prized more than girls in a Chinese family,I received more care than my sisters in my boyhood days,My parents were ready to buy me anything that I also I was more strictly educated as boys are regarded as the pillar of a sent me to the best school in town.
The happiest moments which are still vivid to me are those past r supper,my father used to tell us stories of brave and honest father always ended his story-telling by patting on my shoulders and said,“My son,I hope you will grow up like the hero in the story.”My mother and my sisters never failed to echo the expectations with applause as if I were already a hero.
Now I am already a young man.I regret that their hope is still a ver,there is no use regretting.I will make good use of the present and try my best to live up to their expectation.
The moon is an unfriendly there is neither air nor water,nor life of any e is not much variety of acenery either.
The sun and stars shine in the black sky and the extreme temperatures break rocks away from the surface of the d waves can only travel through the air,so the moon is a very silent earth is shining more brightly than the looks like an immense ball.
My father was eight years older than my was tall and thin,as straight as an arrow,with a long and angular face.
My mother,on the other hand,was short and slender,with a plump round are also different in character.
My father was impulsive,active and ever he went,his sonorous voice was my mother was meek,quiet and didn't like to talk much,especially in the 's more,my father was more intelligent and experienced than my mother.
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