9月15日晴童年,像一首歌,歌里藏着我的小秘密;童年,像一首诗,诗里写满了我无限的憧憬;童年,像一幅画,画里留下我许多稚嫩的足迹。今天,你就随我穿越回童年,去找寻那有趣的时光吧!那是我一年级的时候。一个星期天的中午,妈妈给了我十元钱,让我买三元钱的中粗面条,我非常爽快地答应了,因为这是我第一次买面条,我也想趁机向妈妈炫耀一下自己。出了单元门,我一溜小跑来到了卖面条的门前,伸长了脖子 September 15 sunny childhood, like a song, song hidden in my little secret; childhood, like a poem, poetry filled with my infinite vision; childhood, like a picture, leaving me in the picture Many innocent footprints. Today, you go back to childhood with me, to find that interesting time! That was my first grade. One Sunday at noon, my mother gave me ten dollars, let me buy three yuan of semolina, I very readily agreed, because this is my first time to buy noodles, I also want to take the opportunity to show off to my mother . Out of the unit door, I ran trot came to sell noodles in front of the door, stretched his neck