My Treasure Island

It was behind my childhood friend's place, there is a special tree that is a lonely fragrant acacia ,and it was around lots of bumpy rocks and woods. During the spring, the mountain at the back of friend's house was full of smell of acacia. On the bottom of tree were some of a four leaf clovers, and next to the clovers, there were a little weird mushrooms, so when we were free, we used to go there to play house. Also, my father put up a swing on a branch for us. That place was lovely as a teasure island. Now, whenever I go my treasure island, I remember the valuable, fantastic, and lovely memories of my childhood.