Each of us has a happy childhood. In childhood, from one year old to four years old, we are the happiest. My childhood began when I was one year old.

My mother gave birth to me at six o'clock in the morning. When I opened my eyes to see the world, it was so wonderful and harmonious. I can eat and sleep when I'm born. When I was just one year old, I began to learn to walk. At the beginning, I rampaged like a small shell. After a few months, I not only walked steadily, but also ran like a rabbit.

When I was two years old, I began to learn to eat by myself. For the first time, I couldn't even eat a mouthful of food. Later, my mother taught me hand in hand. Once, Grandma came to see me. As soon as she came in, all the rice was spilled on the floor and the table. Look at me again, I was eating delicious food there!

I came to kindergarten when I was three years old. On the first day, I always cried. The teacher said that I could not keep up with the kindergarten life. Although I am the youngest in the class and I love crying, I have small advantages. In class, my thinking is always very active and I like to raise my hands. Slowly, the teacher began to like me.

Four years old is the last thing I like. Why? Because my mother let me go to kindergarten. Once on the way home, my mother strode in front of me, and I chased after her hard, thinking how tired I was!

People say that our birthday is mother's crucifixion. On this day, I want to say: "Mom and Dad, I will never end your love, I love you!"