童年,就像一个五彩斑澜的盒子,里面有许多闪光的、有趣的回忆,随着时间的流逝,有的回忆已被尘封了,而有的回忆却被时间冲刷得更加璀璨。记得上二年级的时候,我和同学郑甲林之间发生了一场“战争”;没想到“战争”结束后,却出现了一个令人意料不到的结局。 Childhood, like a colorful box, there are many flashing, interesting memories, with the passage of time, some memories have been dusty, and some memories have been washed more time shine. I remember when I was in the second grade, I had a war with my classmate Zheng Jia-lin. I did not expect that there was an unexpected ending after War ended.