My mind is like an endless night sky with shining stars in it. The stars are engraved with my beautiful memories, and one of the brightest stars is engraved with my favorite story, which is an interesting story that my brother and I went to Wenzhou to play together.
I remember that on the day of summer vacation, my brother and I made an appointment for my mother to take us to wenzhou paradise. We came to heaven with great interest. As it is the summer vacation, the paradise is crowded with people and everything, including exciting roller coasters, fun carousels and scary haunted houses. . . . .
Every game contains fun. What a pity that we hope to play all the games; We are not old enough to give up some projects. During the performance, a voice came from the radio: this afternoon, the Dai people's festival' Water Splashing Festival' will be held. Hearing this, I jumped three feet high with joy and wanted to pull my brother to his destination. There are still exciting and intense programs on the stage, and I can't help applauding. The Songkran Festival has begun. Like brave soldiers, we put on raincoats and carried water guns, and rushed to the battlefield with indomitable spirit. I aim at it with a gun and sneak attack. My brother is covered in water and not to be outdone. He picked up a water gun and shot at me. Fortunately, I escaped. Suddenly, many reinforcements came from all directions, picked up water guns and shot at my brother. Suddenly, my brother became a' drowned rat', and I watched with pride, glad that I had escaped a bullet. Unwilling to admit defeat, my brother filled the water, ran into the crowd, aimed at a person, beat them out of the water and fled in panic. We cheered. Soon, our clothes were all wet, and my mother was afraid that we would catch a cold, so she ended the war.
Although it has been a long time, it is deeply imprinted in my mind and fresh in my memory. Whenever I think about it, I can't help laughing.