One early morning on my way to work, I saw a little girl carrying a beautiful Hello Kitty schoolbag. I could imagine that she must love her schoolbag a lot. It was so big that it could hold a lot of things. Since it had two wheels, it was easy to carry. "How wonderful!" I said to myself.
I remembered my first schoolbag was a green cloth bag that my mom made for me. It took her a week to make it. After a quick breakfast, I said to her, "It's time for school. Bye, mom!" I ran to school. At that time, my schoolbag was so light. When I jumped, it jumped. All things in it gave out cheerful sounds all the way along.
As I grew older, my schoolbag became heavier and heavier. And with years it lost its color and there were even holes in it. Finally it came to an end(结束). I put it in a nice box. When I was in Grade Four, my mother bought me a new schoolbag. It was yellow. It had a few pockets and either side of the schoolbag could carry something. I was happy to go out every day with it. Two kilometers of the trip to school seemed as if it were just a few steps away. To my shame, I lost it when I was playing in a park two years later.
Though my first schoolbag is small, and was made by my mother herself, it's my real Hello Kitty schoolbag in my heart. Every time I take it out from the box to have a look, sweet memories come back.
