Briefly describe the most interesting scene of childhood.

After a free childhood, I have matured in the face of the bright morning sun. There is also a string of crisp wind chimes of laughter in childhood, but it always rings in my ears.

I remember one evening of wheat harvest five years ago, my friends and I somersaulted on the haystack in the yard and played all day. It was interesting at first, but then it was boring. I see haystacks of all sizes in the yard, which is a good place to play hide and seek. As soon as the proposal came out, all my friends raised their hands in favor.

We made the rules. My sisters came to us first, so we went to hide. I have found the hardest place to find. I climbed into the haystack, jumped into the "trap" and squatted with one hand over my mouth. Stuffy in the "trap", I heard the cry of my sister inside: "I caught all your partners, and you can't escape!" I can hear my arrested friends helping my sister find me. They shouted my name and ran around looking for it. I laughed to myself, but I was afraid to laugh.

After a while, they haven't found me. I'm getting a little impatient. I jumped out of the haystack and said loudly, "Sister, I'm here. Come and catch me! " Shouting and running to the "ambulance station" we set. There was a large group of people chasing me behind, only to hear someone shouting, "Sister has fallen into a trap!" " "I looked back and saw my sister struggling in the" trap "I just hid. Everyone is anxious. Finally, I found a rope and everyone pulled my sister out of the trap.

At this moment, they looked at me and gave a strange laugh. I looked at them doubtfully, but they still stared at me and smiled. After a long time, my sister said, "What's the matter, we caught you?" Look at you, you have become a singer on the stage. "It turned out that when I stayed in the trap, I got the grass around my head and my face was covered with flowers. No wonder they laughed so happily.

The laughter of childhood, like a silver bell, accompanies me and often rings in my ears.