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Childhood is full of childish, childhood is a riot of colours. Whenever I think of my childhood, my mind will emerge out of that piece of playful memories.

When I was a child, I saw someone else's child carrying an ice cream. I am clamoring for mother to buy, mother always answer: "ice cream is not good, eating will have diarrhea."." Although I was a little scared, I thought of the ice cream, the sweet, and the Bing Bing, and the fear in my heart was gone.

I am looking for a book to teach people to make ice cream books, reading the contents of the ice cream material ready, no material home, I take something else instead, I began to do ice cream, ADO, pour the milk all over the floor, almost knocked over the cup, finally, ice cream does not become. My mother saw the mess in the kitchen and asked me why, "I'm making ice cream," I said." Mom listened and smiled, and promised to buy me an ice cream in the summer, and I finally got what I wanted.

Childhood is really colorful! It adds a lot of happiness to my life and brings me a beautiful memory.

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