The most beautiful memory about my childhood is really a nice picture,usually with my mom in it.
lt was a hot summer night,though the heavy rain was falling outside,with the frightening sounded thunder.Worse still,there was also an electricity failure,and then the darkness would strike me,making me daren't to sleep.However,before l trembled because of the thunder and the darkness,my mom must have already sat at the side of my bed,until l fell asleep.She always had an old fan in her hand,in order to cool me down as well as to keep the mosquitoes far away from me.
lt was a quiet and peaceful night,when l was accompanied by my mom,and that is the most beautiful memory about my childhood!