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A memorable event in my life.

  I once got lost in a huge traditional market when I was merely four. 

I remember that I happily went to the crowded market with Mom by motorbike.  We went to a fish stall, which was surrounded with a large number of people. 

  “Stay here.  Don’t go away, or you’ll be missing.”  Mom spoke in a grave tone seriously.  Then I saw her squeeze through the crowd.  At first, I could still see her in a distance.  The hasty people, however, hustled me out of the crowd.  Feeling scared, I decided to look for her and walked into the crowd. But the market was so big that it was just like a maze. I made a detour with so much toil.

Suddenly, a woman in red caught my eye, and her brown curly hair looked just like my mom.  “Mommy, I am here, wait for me!”  No matter how hard I cried, she just ignored me.  In despair, I understood that it was not my mom.  Luckily, I found the way to my mom’s motorbike.  I exerted all my strength to cry until I finally saw my anxious mom.  I couldn’t help but cry louder. 

 The last thing I remember is she held me in her arms to tight that I could scarcely breathe.  From the lesson, I learned that we should always keep little child in sight when you are in a large crowd.     50836蕭行雅