✿ This Memory : Won't Leave

 

❤❤  My little bedroom in China、

       I have been the US. for 2 years and 2 months. I miss my home town, I miss my relatives, I miss my friends, and I miss my bedroom. The photo that  I post is my little bedroom in China. Althoughthat is only a  ordinary place, it has a special meaning for me and it's unforgettable to me. Unfortunately, I can't find any photos of my whole bedroom, so I just post one that is only specific show my bed. My bed is a little bit messy. I remember at that time, because of I felt bored and just took this photo, so I didn't care about my bed was messy or not. I remember that photo took on July 17th,2008. Actually, I think I am a crazy person because I take photos all the time. Especially I like to take photos of my life. No matter a small thing or small event, like some food that I ate or some thing that I bought. I would like to take photos of that and share with my friends. The reason of why I like to take photos is I think that photo is the only way can lock up my memory. After many years later, when I look back my albums, I believe that it will bring me lots of fun and moved.

      Although it is not a beautiful place, I cherish it very much. It has lots of my memories. Although the photo didn't show much of my bedroom, I can describe a little bit. There are a book desk, computer desk, clothes closet, computer, television, DVD player, air conditioner and the bed that you saw. Even if I don't look at this photo, I always remember the things that happened in this small room. Chinese' s summer usually hot, especially at the day time. That's why in summer I perfer to stay at home with my mom and my younger brother at the day time. We used to watch movies together in my bedroom and I used to talk my secret to my mom. No matter it is happy or upset, at that time I always shared to my mom and she always was serious to listen to me. I remember once, I was really upset and I cried, also I locked my bedroom's door. My mon was worried and knocked the door, she asked me what happened and tried to let me opened the door. After a few moment, I opened the door and she just hugged me. At that moment, I felt so warm, it was not because of the body's temperature, it was because of after I attended middle school, that was my mom first time to hug me.I remember I usually slept with my mom when I was a child, but when I grow up, not so much. The reason also because of I left my city, and attended school in the other city. Therefore, I didn't have much time to stay at home, but when I went home on weekend, my mom usually came to sleep with me, and she always asked me about my school life and my study. No matter it has been for many years from that time to now, and no matter I am not in China now, the memory of that is still  here. I believe that I will never forget it. My dearest MAMA, I love you so much.!!     ❤ ❤