Interesting things about childhood

What is childhood? It is the cicada on the tree, the frog in the water, the short song of the reed flute, the hide and seek of my partner... In short, childhood is carefree, happy and beautiful. Whenever I vividly recall interesting stories from my childhood, my face always glows with rosy glory. After all, those past events swirled in my heart like gurgling water, and once they burst out, they would be so eloquent...

When I was 5 years old, my mother took me to my grandma's house. I live in the country... Then you can write an interesting story about how you regarded the kitten as a doll and I wanted to play with it. Unexpectedly, the kitten jumped up. You thought the doll would move and wanted to throw the doll away...

< p>There are many interesting things in everyone's childhood, and I am certainly no exception. Let me tell you an interesting thing in my childhood.

It was a hot summer, and I was playing at my grandma’s house. My grandma lived in the countryside and she raised a lot of chickens. One day, my grandma, uncle, and grandpa went out to play and left me alone at home. I was very angry and thought to myself, why are they doing this and not taking me with them when they go out. I had nothing to do in the house, so I wanted to go to the chicken coop and see what the chickens were doing. As soon as I entered, I heard a "bang" sound, and a hen laid an egg. It was so fun. I touched the egg curiously. Hey, it was hot and wet. This is when an idea popped up. I thought to myself, if chickens can lay eggs, then all the chickens in the henhouse will definitely lay eggs. Why don't you dig out the eggs? When my grandma came back and saw so many eggs, she didn't praise me, so she might even reward me for digging out the eggs! After thinking about it, I didn’t care, so I grabbed a chicken and dug it out. The chicken seemed to know its fate and flapped its wings vigorously, trying to escape. As for me, I held on to the chicken’s claws and watched. Is it that it's great or that I'm great? I took it out for a long time but didn't take it out. What's going on? Why can't I take it out? Is it so difficult that my reward is gone? I didn’t believe it. If I couldn’t take out this one, I had to take out the other one. I threw the chicken away and went to catch other chickens. When those chickens saw me coming, they jumped up and down one by one, just like a mouse seeing a cat. , I ran away, but I didn’t let go and kept catching the chicken. No, I almost turned into a chicken in less than half an hour. I finally caught a chicken, so I picked it out. The chicken I picked out screamed, but I didn’t take it out, so I caught another one... The chicken I picked out was frothing, and I... Grandma and the others came back. When they saw my embarrassment, they couldn't help but laugh. When I asked why, grandma not only didn't praise me, but also gave me a scolding. Later, I found out that except for the hen in the hen house, the rest of the chickens It's all cock.

This is an interesting thing in my childhood. It is not only fun, but also always warns me: stealing a chicken is not a gain, and never do bad things with good intentions.

Childhood is colorful, passionate and lovely. Childhood is so beautiful, but what about the interesting things about childhood?

I am a girl from the north. When I was a child, I loved playing in the ice and snow, having snowball fights and building snowmen. Whenever winter comes, goose-feather-like heavy snow falls from the sky, one after another, in clusters, like silver flowers and white butterflies. Looking between the sky and the earth, I can only see snowflakes flying, like flower petals blown to the ground, flying one after another; like seven fairies scattering flowers, flying all over the sky. Standing in the snow is like squatting on a cotton gin, only to see countless cotton wadding flowers blowing towards you, covering you with pure white flowers.

When I woke up in the morning, the wind calmed down and the snow stopped. Opening the door, a white cold light dazzled people. So, my brother, cousin, and I picked up shovels and built a snowman in the yard. He had a white body, a round head, black eyes made of briquettes, and a nose made of cotton, which was still pointing up! My cousin painted the snowman’s mouth with red ink again, grinning, and laughing at us! The younger brother used a piece of red paper to make a beautiful hat for the snowman. The snowman suddenly became more impressive! The snowman was piled up, and there was another big battle. My cousin threw a snowball and attacked me while I wasn't paying attention. Fortunately, he didn't hit it. When I fought back against my cousin, he had already been hit by his brother's snowball. The snowball drew a picture on the top of my cousin's head. At this time, the yard was filled with laughter. The cousin was not convinced and picked up the snowball to attack his younger brother. After repeated attacks, the laughter in the yard became even louder.

How interesting childhood is! Fun childhood stories bring me joy, childhood is so good.

Interesting Stories from Childhood

Childhood is colorful, like beautiful shells on the beach; childhood is carefree, like wandering dolls playing around all day long; childhood is innocent and sweet , like clear spring water in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing.

I remember it was when I was four or five years old. Once, my grandma gave me and Juju a high-end milk candy that made people drool at the sight. Greedy Cat" was so happy that she was really elated.

Neither of us wants to eat it. I said, "Shall we eat?" "Okay, let's eat together!" Juju agreed. I was quick with my hands and feet and took it apart in one or two strokes. I took out the candy and stretched my neck to look at Juju's. When I saw her candy, I became anxious:

"Yours is bigger than mine!"

"Where? Mine is missing a little!"

"Humph, mine melted!"

"Your color is thicker and you have more milk!"

"..."

We fought over each other There is no result, and everyone feels that they have suffered a loss. But as soon as he said he wanted to switch, he turned around quickly, and no one wanted to do it. We started eating sweets, "1, 2, 3!" We ate it together. Wow! So sweet, so fresh, so fragrant! After eating for a while, I said, "Take it out and see if you are bigger than me!" "Okay!" Juju said, putting the candy on the tip of her tongue like a pug. I also stuck out my tongue like she did, but she said she couldn't see clearly, so I had to put half of the candy on the tip of my tongue, and tried my best to stick my tongue out. At this time, a puppy happened to get under my feet. I couldn't dodge and the candy on my tongue accidentally fell to the ground. What a coincidence. I rushed forward with my right foot facing the candy. Alas. Yeah, what should I do? It was too late, but it was too late. Before I could recover, my foot had already stepped on the "baby". I was really anxious and angry: "You stinky dog, rotten dog, dead dog!" I aimed at the dog's belly and kicked him, and the dog was so frightened that he ran away quickly. I raised my feet and broke off the candy stuck to the soles with my hands. I looked left and right, reluctant to throw them away. "Throw it away. Do you still want to eat it?" Juju said sarcastically to me. My two sugar-covered hands rubbed together involuntarily, and my eyes stared at Juju's mouth, just to let me take a look at the toffee. I kept swallowing my saliva, wishing she would spit out the candy and bite half of it for me to eat. I couldn't watch it anymore, I just felt my nose was sore, and tears flowed down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat...candy...I want to eat...candy..."

< p>Now, Father Time has come and taken childhood away in a hurry. I won't worry about a piece of candy like before, let alone cry. Thanks to Father Time, because he compiled childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book and printed it in our hearts.

A few things about my childhood

Looking at the thick tree outside the window, I couldn’t help but fall into deep thought. Gradually I felt that my childhood was slowly being eroded by time, and the remaining glory was, It reminds me of the locked-up days in the past, and makes my childhood merge with that big tree, divided into three parts: roots, stems and leaves.

When I took the first step into my childhood, I always felt I wanted to grow taller and grow up quickly. At that time, I didn’t know anything. I just wanted to be an adult, go to work, and make money for my parents. Maybe it was because they loved me too much. I was in the first grade of elementary school. At that time, I was not used to school life. I didn’t like my classmates and teachers very much. I didn’t like the class members who were twice as tall as me. I felt like they were all laughing at me, laughing at my appearance, and laughing at me. Height, laugh at me... In general, the school is like a prison, the classroom is like a cell covered with moss, and the class door that cannot be touched by raising your hand is like a black railing. I am afraid of everything there , so this happened.

One morning, I had no choice but to come to the "prison". I finally waited until class started, and everyone was sitting in their seats. God always seemed to want to As against me, why is this section so long? I'm looking forward to the end of class. After class, after class, but on the contrary, after waiting for a long time, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and opened my voice and shouted: Mom..., I want to leave. "Here" the voice was a little sob-stricken. Suddenly hundreds of eyes stared at me. I still remember this scene freshly. I smelled a damp smell, the air was filled with cries, and I heard the teacher's footsteps, slowly Getting closer, getting closer, I felt itchy on my head, as if there were thousands of insects crawling up.

The footsteps stopped, and the teacher stopped beside me. Someone smiled. , but the sound quickly disappeared. I felt that the laughter blocked the teacher’s eyes, and I looked at the classmate.

“Don’t you really want to be an adult and make money for your parents? "How can you make money if you don't study?" I remained motionless. I was silent for a moment. His words made sense. The crying disappeared. I wiped my tears with my thick fingers and nodded. The corners of the teacher's mouth suddenly floated. I smiled sincerely. The whole class also laughed, and I laughed too. It was that day that made me understand the teacher's love, and also gave me more confidence to take a big step towards childhood and let my roots be more firmly inserted into the moist soil. Here.

By the third grade, I have matured a lot, understood many things that I couldn’t do, and loved school more. Now, the school is no longer a dark prison, and the classroom is no longer a dark prison. There is a cell, and there is the class door that is about the same height as me. I have a special feeling about it. It is my home. There, I have made a school friend. Whenever there is a problem in the work class, he is like a teacher. The same, patiently helping me. However, he likes to play pranks very much, and he plays them too much. Here is a story about him

"The hot summer is really annoying" "Me too Agree, this is the truth." He and I were walking on the way home from school. Facing this abominable weather, we were like food in an oven. "I can't help it anymore," he gritted his teeth and said angrily, at the same time He kicked an empty soda can five meters away. Hearing only two "bang" sounds, he had already arrived at a cold drink shop, picked up a bottle of soda, and left. At that time, I couldn't hear what he and the cold drink owner were saying. The boss asked me to come over.

The boss stretched out his greedy and fat palm, as if to remind me something. I knew he was hinting me to give him money. I looked around, and the figure of that classmate was all over the place. No, an ominous feeling invaded my brain, like a huge wave rushing toward me.

"Six dollars, please," the boss said very gently. I didn't dare to speak, because I was afraid of his next words. Another crazy scolding.

I feel more and more lighthearted, and the boss’s unchanging expression makes me even more frightened

“Hey, why do I have money in my pocket?

“Ah, by the way, this guy is playing tricks on me again, no wonder I felt like this just now.

I took out the money and handed it to the fat boss.

I really want to beat him up.

Of course, I'm thirsty and tired now. It's like walking a long march, and I'm exhausted. , what’s the point, just blame yourself for being stupid.

That’s it, I just touched my friend, and I knew that this is not a simple term. I will have more intimate contact with it in the future. The stem part has come to an end

Time flies so fast. I am already a sixth grade student. I especially like to watch birds flying and watch them return. I am taller than him at the class door. This is why it is boring.

Looking again at the moss-covered walls, the short class gates, and the kind classmates. Thinking about the old past, I feel that everything has changed. Changed.

This is the preciousness of friendship

That night, the school seemed particularly quiet. Occasionally, there were one or two birds chirping. In our dormitory, everyone fell asleep.

"Yeah" I shouted and woke up from my dream. Suddenly my stomach felt like I had been kicked hard and the pain was unbearable.

Another classmate also woke up. It was probably because of me. I climbed out of bed with difficulty and was about to go to the infirmary. At this time, a hand stretched out to support me. "Wow" I cried out, "Shh, don't make any sound." I looked at him. , but he really scared me. I rubbed my numb hands, and he took me to the infirmary.

In the infirmary, he helped me inquire about my condition and helped me get the medicine. Medicine. On the way back, he supported me all the way to the dormitory.

I slept on the bed and thought about a lot of things. I finally truly understood friendship and the meaning of this term. I couldn’t bear it. The salty tears rolled down my cheeks.

My classmates and I didn’t have much time together. Looking at the birds returning, I felt thoughtful. Everything in the world is scattered. The banquet will eventually be divided. Childhood is also here to say goodbye. The leaves have withered. The story of this dead tree is so wonderful and brilliant. So what, they are all dead. In the end, no one can know , disappeared into the misty rain.

The neighbor's music interrupted my thoughts, and I was awakened, "The day in a hurry has disappeared too quickly, my childhood has just passed by like this, the day in a hurry, It's gone too quickly, childhood just passed by...

Interesting things about childhood

Childhood is colorful, childhood is happy, childhood is like a cradle. Whenever I think of that scene I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I loved to follow what others did. Every time I saw my mother putting on makeup from outside the door , when I was appreciating myself, a feeling of envy arose in my heart. It happened that one time, my mother had to go to work, and I was the only one at home. I was very bored at home and wanted to find something to do. Suddenly, "Woof woof", It turns out that my puppy is barking. Let’s play with the puppy. We are having a lot of fun. The puppy’s bright eyes looked at me like “woof, woof, woof”, as if he liked me very much. Suddenly, my mother’s cosmetics came into view. Cosmetics? My mother is not at home, why not... let’s do it! I plan to use cosmetics to imitate my mother’s makeup. It must be fun. “Wang Wang” the puppy seems to want to put on makeup too. “Here, puppy, I will help you with makeup. . "I was ecstatic. But the puppy didn't seem to be very willing. I grabbed the puppy and wanted to put makeup on it. At first, it was quite obedient, but soon, it tossed and turned and showed its teeth and claws. But I didn't give up. I wanted to help it with lipstick... I didn't know what lipstick could do, so I smeared it randomly around the puppy's eyes and smeared some cigarette grease on its little face. Ah, the puppy is so cute! It was tired of me, and after a rough struggle, it ran away. I was a coward and didn't want to play with such fun things. I looked in the mirror and used my eyebrow pencil unnecessarily... I thought I looked really chubby. There were two red cheeks on the small face, and the thick eyebrows, who gradually gathered towards me, I fell asleep...

The next morning, "Puppy, why did you become a big painted face?" "Early in the morning, my mother's cry reached my ears. Out of curiosity, I rubbed my sleepy eyes to see what was going on. "Who made it look like this! "Mom said again. "Li, you woke up, do you see the puppy...? Before she finished speaking, my mother gave up. "What are you, what are you doing, are you like this? Did you go to play a clown last night? Look, the puppy also followed you to perform." I didn't understand what my mother was talking about. I looked in the mirror and I seemed to understand. A little bit. Because I couldn’t even recognize the girl in the mirror. Haha, I laughed too...

Childhood is full of fun, and the laughter often penetrates my heart.

How could this incident not be unforgettable to me? How could it not make me laugh?

Childhood

Childhood is happy and beautiful. My childhood was very happy.

It was a Saturday afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and I just went downstairs to play. I gathered together my good friends Zhu Yu, Hu Xiao, and Cai Li Ningjie. I made a shooting gesture, and they nodded and agreed to play "anti-terrorism." We pretended to be two "thieves" and two "policemen" respectively, and the guns were replaced by small wooden sticks.

In the first game, I will be a "thief" first. To run away first, my companion Hu Xiao and I ran to hide in a gate, waiting for the arrival of the "enemy"; but after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of anyone; I quietly said to Hu Xiao: "This wait will last forever. , I’ll go out to do some reconnaissance, but don’t leave here.” After saying that, I walked sneakily along the wall. Everywhere I went, I had to look carefully for fear of showing a little "fox tail". When I came to the corner of a building, suddenly a light step came towards me. I was anxious, fearing that the "police" would jump out and "shoot me to death". I looked around, trying to find a chance to escape, but it was too late. "Police officer" Zhu Yu rushed up to me and "dong, dong..." fiercely "shot" at me. When I returned to that gate to find Hu Xiao, he said to me dejectedly, "As soon as you left, Cai Li Ningjie rushed in and killed me." It turned out that the "police" had been keeping an eye on our movements, and when I left, they would use sneak attack tactics.

In the second set, we switched roles. , Hu Xiao and I held hands tightly and vowed to catch the "thief" and bring him to justice. We saw them take cover and start fighting. Just when we were in sight of victory, "Lolo, go home and eat!", I heard my mother calling loudly. Everyone stopped fighting, and I ran home helplessly. I don’t know how they are feeling at this time, but I still think in my heart that we will win this battle.