I treasure all the days I spent in America. I can forget nothing， and nothing is inappreciable to me. Everything that was inside or even outside of school made me wanted to own again.

Getting out of the school gate， walking in the sunny path， crossing the quiet sky bridge… it was a wonderful time with friends and classmates. With no pressure to go home to do much homework， and no mother’s nagging all the time， talking happily with friends， there’s nothing to worry about. On the way back home seems only a few minutes， but without it， then there will seem， that something is missing in my daily life.

I remember it was a hot summer. Although hot， we were still laughing and talking. A boy then， took out a big bottle of water， and poured on his head. We all laughed and felt that it was fun. So we did the same. No doubt that everyone became a drowned rat. It was a wonderful moment， we felt cool， and so did our heart.

In some lucky days， sometimes the ice-cream truck came over， we might stop it， and we would stop it. Licking ice-creams together， under the hot pressing sun， it was like staying in a cool room with an air-conditioner. How will you， how can you， forget， or ignore those times？

A wonderful year， gone… I was then back to China. Happiness wasn’t all gone though. I made another new friend， who we still keep contacting today--Du. It was in primary school， we were great friends， we shared happiness and sadness with each other， and we walk home everyday， together. Sometimes， either of us might be on duty， or anything else， we did our best， to go home together still.

Now， I am in middle school. Life is just like racing on a race track， nothing is ever easy now. I live far away from school， and there is much more homework than before. We also have to do many more things than before. Nothing is ever more complicated than now. So I couldn’t have a stroll back home with my friends like before anymore.

How I miss those days， which I could， share every inch of happiness with my best friends…