Birthday It’s my birthday earlier this week. That’s why I thought about this topic to discuss with you. I was born in July, it’s summer and the hottest time of the year in China. It’s really hot in Beijing these days, I have to turn on the air conditioning all the time when I am at home. Although many people don’t like summer because of the hot weather, I do. Maybe the reason is my birthday is in summer. I still can remember very clearly how much I love to celebrate my birthday when I was a child. It was always rainy on that day in my memory. My mom always took me out, we went to some specific places to celebrate that day. The first place we went was always the photo studio. I would took a picture of me for that day, it’s kind of a fashion in that time of China. I believe most Chinese young people of my age have the similar photos. After that, we would have a meal at KFC. Eating fired chicken is not a big deal now, but it was very luxury for us in 1990s. The first KFC restaurant enter into Shenyang was 1994, and it was not cheap. Before then I even didn’t know what hamburger is. So I could ate all foods up, even the mayonnaise of the hamburger. At the end of the day, my mom would buy a birthday cake for me. I remembered once I want to eat cakes, but my mom didn’t allow me because she said it wasn’t the day of my birthday. So from then on, I only eat cakes at the day of my birthday. And speak of my dad, he would buy a gift for me for that day. I can remember he had bought me a football, a remote-control racing car and a handheld electronic dictionary. I loved those gifts so much. As the time goes by, I don’t expect to celebrate my birthday as the old time and I don’t know why. I can take photos or eat KFC on any day now, but it doesn’t make me feel as happy as past. Maybe it’s just because I’m not a child anymore.