Interesting stories about childhood are colorful shells, which are gradually buried by dust as the years pass quietly. When we brush away the dust inadvertently, the gorgeous colors of shells will suddenly attract our attention and remind us of interesting scenes related to childhood.

What makes me laugh most in my memory is the incident of "washing my mobile phone".

It was a hot summer, and cicadas kept making noise on the big-leaf privet tree. I am 4 years old and my cousin is 11 years old. My mother saw that the two of us were having a good time, so she let my cousin continue to play with me. She went out to buy food and cooked food for us at noon and will be back soon. We were running around the house, playing here and there, flipping through here and flipping through there, and my cousin found Journey to the West, and somehow, I saw my mother's shiny mobile phone left at the bedside, thinking, will my mother's mobile phone be dirty? I think smugly that if I help my mother wash her mobile phone, my mother will definitely praise me when she comes back.

as soon as I started, I immediately picked up my mobile phone and ran to the bathroom. I filled a basin of water, poured laundry detergent into it, found a brush and began to brush my mobile phone. Too dirty, I soaped several times like my mother, and hummed a tune while brushing. After washing, I carefully wiped the water on my mobile phone with a towel, and put my mobile phone squarely on the table, waiting for my mother to praise me!

twenty minutes later, my mother came back. She saw the mobile phone on the table at a glance, and asked me, why did she put her mobile phone on the table? I proudly told my mother that I washed my mobile phone very clean! After listening to this, my mother quickly flew past, holding the mobile phone, but she couldn't open it. She cried out with distress, "Oh, my mobile phone I just bought in my twenties, so it was washed away by you ..." When I saw my mother's angry look, I knew I had done something wrong. Afraid of being beaten by my mother, my round little face changes, and my mouth is full. Wow, I can cry, and my cousin is too scared to say anything ... < P > Now that I have grown up, the stupid thing of "washing my mobile phone" has never happened again, but this interesting childhood story has been buried in my heart! Writing about childhood fun 2

Childhood is a photo that records our happy life. Childhood is a song that sings our inner happiness. Many interesting things happened in my childhood, but what impressed me the most was when I pretended to be superman.

that day, I felt bored, so I went to play with one of my younger brothers. When I arrived at his house, I looked around and there was nothing interesting. I made a good suggestion and said, "Why don't you come to my house for a while?" My friend agreed. When I returned to my home, I turned around and found a yellow cloth. My mother was not at home, so I took the yellow cloth and put it on my shoulder. I became superman in an instant. I thought my brother rushed over and shouted "Superman is coming". After that, I immediately went on to say, "That's right, why don't I play Superman and you play the monster." He said, "Yes!" After a while, he said he wanted to play Superman, so we named the game "Superman Game". That day, we played for a long time and had a good time until four o'clock in the afternoon. My sister-in-law came to ask her to go home, and my brother didn't want to leave, so he said to my sister-in-law, "Mom, I want to play here for a while." His mother agreed. In the evening, my sister-in-law visited him again. He went home, and then my mother would come. He talked to my sister-in-law and then went home. My mother saw me and my shoulders were covered with the yellow cloth he gave me. My mother thought it was a great disrespect to God, so she said anxiously, "Cheng, what are you doing?" After that, he immediately ran to me and hit me. I cried and said, "I will never wear that yellow dress again. I will never play that game again."

this incident left a very, very deep impression on me. Whenever I see the yellow cloth, I smile slightly, or I can't help laughing. My childhood was really like an ink painting. There is a colorful life in words. Writing about interesting childhood stories 3

When I was a child, children often made some "stupid" actions that made people laugh and feel helpless. Now, in retrospect, these interesting stories can always make people sigh about their childishness ...

It was when I was three years old, and I still remember it vividly. At that time, my favorite toys were neither dolls nor electric trains, but stickers, all kinds of stickers.

that night, the moonlight was surprisingly bright, and I woke up quietly in the middle of the night. Just when I was worried about boredom, my father's face, which was sleeping soundly in the soft moonlight, caught my attention, and a bold idea rose in my mind ...

I pulled out my beloved sticker from the tangled quilt, carefully tore off a sticker of sleeping beauty, and gently stuck it on his unsmooth forehead. When I saw my father's unresponsiveness, I became bolder: Bambi on the left, Jubilance and Big Wolf on the right. I looked at my father's "brand-new" face, but I still didn't seem to be satisfied. So I jumped out of bed and took two blue rhinestones that I didn't want to use on weekdays. One left and one right just stuck to my father's earlobe, like shiny earrings. Finally, I was satisfied and fell asleep again.

The next morning, when my father got up late, he dressed in a hurry and went out without even washing his face. As for me, I just thought that nothing had happened, and I never thought about the consequences of last night's "creation".

My father hurried out to the street, but he was puzzled to find that the indifferent passers-by gave him amazing and strange eyes, and even avoided him. My father told me that he was also puzzled at that time, although he thought he was not a handsome man and had never been so "polite". This embarrassing situation was maintained until my father entered the company.

"Hey, Manager Wang, it turns out that you are so childlike." My father's colleague joked like this. After looking in the mirror, my father finally understood this matter, and he couldn't help feeling deeply helpless about my "innocence"! Writing about interesting things in childhood 4

Everyone will have something unforgettable in his childhood. Of course, I also have a very unforgettable thing, so let me explain it!

when I was eight years old, I wanted to learn to ride a bike on a whim, but I didn't know how to ride it, and I was afraid of wrestling. I have to ask "Master Wang". That's my brother. I ran to my brother, told him what I thought, and asked him to teach me to ride a bike. My brother readily agreed to me. I came to the front of the bike and made a gesture to let me sit on it. I quickly ran to the front of the bike and sat on it. I listened to my brother's command and began to learn.

My brother first told me where to put my hands and feet, and then let my feet pedal hard. I sat behind me and landed on my feet to control the direction of the car.

riding and riding, I can actually control the direction. My brother saw that I could control our direction and quietly left the seat board. At that time, I was happy in my heart. When I looked back, my brother had actually left the seat. When I was in a panic, I suddenly fell down. I looked back again and saw my brother still smiling there. I was so angry that I went to my brother together. I shouted, "Brother! Why did you leave the seat just now? I am wrestling! " My brother said, "Didn't you ride well just now?" I looked back and thought about it, and I thought it was, so I gave a silly smile. Then he went to the front of the bike, picked it up and tried to go around again.

finally, I learned to ride a bike. Now I can ride a bike alone and play in the community. I'm so happy, so happy! Writing about interesting things in childhood 5

Everyone's childhood is beautiful and full of childlike interest. The funniest thing in childhood life is unforgettable. Just like me, there are many interesting things worth knowing, and one of them makes me laugh when I think about it.

When I was four or five years old, I was watching TV, and I overheard my parents talking about "answer blows with blows". I felt very curious. I can't wait to ask my mother after watching TV. "Mom, mom, what do you mean" an eye for an eye "?" Mom asked with a question mark on her face, "Baby, why did you think of asking this?" "I heard what dad said!" I said. "Then what do you mean?" Mom asked with a smile. I blurted out without thinking: "It's just that if a tooth falls out, it will be replaced." My mother laughed her head off when she heard what I said. Dad saw his mother laughing and asked, "What's so funny?" Mom smiled and said, "Ask your baby!" This is, I was a little unhappy and said to my father, "Mom asked me what" a tooth for a tooth "means, and I said that I would return a tooth if I lost it, right?" As soon as my voice fell, my father burst out laughing. I pouted and stamped my feet angrily and said, "What does an eye for an eye mean? Am I wrong? " Father and mother stopped laughing, explained the meaning of this idiom to me, and told me that when I grow up, I will know more if I study hard. I thought to myself: no culture is so terrible!

You see how ignorant I was when I was young. If my mother were asking me now, I would definitely not say that. Look at how beautiful childhood is! Many interesting things happened in childhood, and these things are ridiculous and memorable. I really want to go back to the past.

Let's keep this wonderful childhood memory together! Writing about interesting things in childhood 6

Childhood, like a boat, carries beautiful memories and sails far away; Childhood, like a clear spring, flows to the sea with ignorant thoughts: childhood, like a breeze, is filled with hearty laughter. Childhood, a wonderful childhood ...

It happened on a sunny afternoon in Wan Li. Dad's colleague invited our whole family to dinner, so he readily agreed.

When we came to the restaurant, there was melodious music, the waiter was polite, and the environment in the restaurant was very elegant. We sat down and ate, and my father frowned. "Dude, I think we are still missing something. Why don't we have a bottle of whiskey to help?" "Good!" As soon as the voice fell, the waiter brought a bottle of red wine.

Dad drank it with alacrity and narrowed his eyes: "It's delicious on earth!" Seeing my father like this, I can't help but wonder: What's the taste of wine? I asked my father, but he said mysteriously, "You'll know when you grow up." The more my father kept me in suspense, the more curious I became about what the wine really tasted like.

watching my father and uncle drink one cup after another, there is not much wine left in the bottle, and my heart itches more and more. So, when they weren't looking, I picked up my glass, tilted my neck, and gulped down a large glass of whisky. Because I drank too much, I just felt a little bitter and spicy, which was worse than the nutritious vegetable juice squeezed by my mother.

suddenly, my face was hot and red, and my head was blank. I just felt very dizzy, and my body felt a little high. Then I fell headlong on the sofa and knew nothing.

when I woke up, I was already lying in bed at home, and my mother stroked my head and said with a smile, "silly child, how can you drink?" That wine is for adults to drink. " I listened and touched my head embarrassedly.

This is the stupid thing I did when I was a child, and I still chuckle when I recall it. Ah, this happy childhood, golden childhood. Writing about interesting things in childhood 7

Everyone has his own childhood, and there are many interesting things, and I am no exception. In my childhood, there were always a few "night pearls" lingering in my mind.

I remember once, my mother somehow bought me two small goldfish, one red and one black. Look! They swam around happily in the water, running here and there for a while, and the little red goldfish jumped out of the water at once, with beautiful arc and posture, which was very beautiful! Look at the black goldfish again. It seems to be a good swimmer, walking through the water quickly, and the small fish tank can no longer hold it. I fed them some fish food, and they became more energetic. I put the fish tanks on the shelf on the balcony again, waiting for them to grow up day by day.

at noon one day, I was taking a nap after a long morning's tiredness. When I was sleeping soundly, a sound of "pa" suddenly woke me up, followed by several sounds. "What is this?" With questions, I hurried to dress and go out. As soon as I got to the balcony, I was shocked. The red goldfish was lying on the ground and flapping back and forth, as if to say, "Come and save me!" " I immediately ran to pick up the goldfish and gently put it in the water. However, somehow, its belly floated on the water, and its gills moved slowly, very gently and slowly ... < P > "Is it lack of oxygen?" I judged, "I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, try it!" " I put my hand on the gills of the fish, gently closed it again, then opened it again, and closed it again ... This was repeated over and over again. After a few minutes, I found it still motionless, as if it were dead. At this moment, I was in a hurry, thinking in my head: "Is there something wrong ..." Inadvertently, the little goldfish in my hand slipped away, and I quickly looked back and found that the little goldfish, which was dying just now, has become as alive as a little monkey. Seeing this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Childhood life is full of fun, and childhood is also everyone's happiest and purest memory. Writing about childhood fun 8

I often look up at the stars, and my childhood is as close and distant as the stars; I always look down on flowers. My childhood is just like flowers, which are beautiful and short. I often stare at the bright moon. My childhood is as bright and bright as the bright moon. I just went to kindergarten at that time. One day, I saw the eggs hatched by an old hen at home were about to give birth to chicks, so I squatted there to watch. "Luo Luo ..." The old hen went out to look for food. Suddenly, an egg trembled slightly. I knew that the chicken was about to be born, so I hurried closer. At this time, there was a crack in the eggshell. "The chicken was born." I was so happy that I clapped my hands and cried. "It took the chicken a long time to climb out of its shell. I don't know how uncomfortable it is! " I have to find a way to help it.

I rolled my eyes and thought of a "good way" to "deliver the baby" for the chicken. I quickly moved to a small bench and sat down in front of the chicken nest. I picked up an egg with residual heat, cracked the shell and peeled it off gently. A chicken was born, and it closed its eyes and squeaked, as if thanking me. When I was about to peel the second one, the old hen looking for food came back. When she saw that I was hurting her baby, she immediately spread her wings and rushed at me at the speed of an arrow. She also pecked me, and I was scared to cry.

when mom heard the sound coming from the kitchen, she quickly asked, "What's the matter, Wenwen?" I told my mother everything about it. Mom listened, crying and laughing, patted me on the forehead and said, "Silly girl, the chicken won't be born until a certain time. If you help it to be born early, it will."