Childhood Experience

The operating room adorns with a lot of oil paintings, which are children's scribble. They each have their own child's simplicity. There is a unique child taste. In numerous pictures, a huge cloth picture is inlaid in the silver shelf, blaze sparklingly, and have gorgeous colors. Two lovely stick figures sit on the mountaintop appreciating the setting sun in the picture. Lennon and I made this scribble as a child.

As I look at the picture, the story about ten years ago had arisen in my mind. Lennon was still a little ten years old boy who I played with finely, and our inclination is all painting. We usually played together, studied together, learned to paint together, participate in the painting match together, one may well say that we had similar tastes and interests, the bosom friend never leave each other, have been given to a nickname Ў§Double L.ЎЁ However, It is a pity not as one wish has happened.

We have participated in a painting match. At the night before, LennonЎ¦s works have been already finished. But I was still decorating.

Ў§Finish!ЎЁ My satisfaction is shouting high.

Ў§Let me see!ЎЁ Lennon dashes to my picture in high spirit, and splashed a cup of tea on the desk on my painting.

The drop of tea has taken off the color. I looked at my painting, on which I spent three nights to do. Now it turns flower into full of stains or spots like a piece of crepe paper already. I redden, anger is come up directly, and my eyes were full of murderous looking to Lennon. And it is the only delicate and touching appearance showing on LennonЎ¦s face to compensate for his mistake. I pick up the crape drawing, whether make it roll not to make, a merciless throw to Lennon and says: Ў§You are despicable! I am withdrawn from the match, now you feel very satisfied! You have all the publicity.ЎЁ

Afterwards I got out the room, leave Lennon by mistake only to head direct for.

I had not see LennonЎ¦s trace for several days, and I have a little loss. But as I think back a scene that the picture is destroyed, I make up my mind that must not forgive him! I once see he