A Pleasant Memory of My Childhood I am already 18 years old,but the memory of my childhood is still like an unforgettable sweet dream. One day,all my family went to climb a mountain.There father told my elder sister and me that the first one to get to the top of the mountain would be given a toy.Hearing this,we began to run up.At first I kept ahead,but a few minutes later my sister was ahead of me.However,I didn't give up.That toy attracted me to run forward,In the end I reached the top first. On the top we enjoyed the beautiful scenery and had a picnic.At dusk,we went down the mountain happily.I was the happiest one,because I not only got a toy train but also knew that one shouldn't give up readily.