For me, Jingshan Park was nearly as the Beijing Childrens Palace when I was a child. The Childrens Palace took over some parts of the Jingshan. I had to go to there every weekend for my class.My best memory was riding the bicycle with my parents to there. At that time, my dad always be the guidance of us, we passing through many alleys which ive never heared about. Beijing fainted in the rays of the sunset, the old-gray-brick-walls were gradually wrapped around with golden voile, the summer-light-wind brings a special scent of the sandalwood, thats my memory of childhood.