A 350-word essay on Kaleidoscope of Life: I remember that on my seventh birthday, my mother bought me a plastic doll as a birthday gift.

This doll is really big, two feet tall. It is wearing a pink dress with white trim. It is very beautiful.

The most interesting thing is that it still has a leather pacifier in its mouth, as if it is sucking milk deliciously.

When you pull the pacifier off, it will cry "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [(wow-wow-wow)" sounds. As soon as you put the pacifier into its mouth again, the crying stops suddenly.

I remember one day in late autumn, I was already wearing a sweater and woolen pants.

But the little doll was still wearing that dress, showing two chubby calves. How cold it was!

You need to find a warm place for it.

I carried it into the kitchen.

I found that the stove was burning red and very warm.

So, I put a small iron sheet on top of the stove and let the little baby stand on it to warm himself up.

I moved a small bench and sat next to it.

After a while, its little mouth opened and closed. When I was happy, I saw that the little baby was getting shorter and shorter, and there were wisps of green smoke and a choking burnt smell.

Seeing this scene, I burst into tears.

My mother ran over quickly, took the baby off the stove, and asked me what was going on.

I sobbed and said, "I'm afraid that it will be cold. I have to wrap it up in a sweater and I'm afraid that it will be suffocated to death, so..." At this time, my mother laughed, and then told me the reason.

After that, I realized that plastic cannot be baked on the stove.

Childhood was so wonderful, every interesting thing happened, and looking back now, it is still so cute.