My Childhood Memories

I can't remember my childhood clearly as I grew up. I can only keep an image in my memory of fragments of that period. Until one day, a smart young lady came to me, and said,"I'm Carla. Do you remember me?" Ouite frankly, I didn't recognize her immediately. Later something happened between she and me are clear to me gradually. In my eyes, Carla is still the lively teenager I'd known years before. I can still picture the house I grew up in. More things, feelings and persons are become vivid...