1. Write an essay titled "Memories of Childhood"
Fun Stories from Childhood
Childhood is like a colorful dream with a pair of lovely The wings fly slowly towards the sky of time, and they are like the spice of life, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. Everything is available. Speaking of childhood, everyone has many funny and interesting things, and I am no exception.
That year, I was just 6 years old. I sat boredly in front of my house, looking up at the blue sky, watching the birds flying freely in the sky, and watching the birds lying on the ground. The kitten basking in the sun suddenly remembered what the teacher said in class: "Birds can fly because they have wings..." At this time, I wanted an experiment, and I had the best "experiment" "Pin" - that cute and naughty kitten.
It took me a lot of effort to catch the cat. The kitten meowed "meow meow", as if complaining to me: "Don't catch me, little master." I comforted the kitten and said: "Little darling, don't be afraid, you can play with the bird later. Don't be afraid."
"What should I use to make the cat's wings?" I thought, "Hey, I have it!" I took a piece of paper and a pen and wrote on the paper. Draw a pair of wings on it, then cut them out with scissors and attach them to the cat's back.
I held the kitten in my hands and said to the kitten: "Don't be afraid, you are about to fly!" I threw the cat up with all my strength. In the sky, only a "meow" was heard, and the cat was thrown to the ground. "Hey, why don't you fly? Oh, I understand. You must be inattentive. I'll go to the second floor and give you a little pressure to see if you are attentive!" I said to the kitten.
I held the kitten and ran to the balcony on the second floor, ready to continue my "experiment" on the balcony on the second floor.
I came to the balcony and nagged the kitten again: "You must concentrate, come on!" I touched the kitten and when I was about to throw it away, I thought that if it was like before, it wouldn't be able to fly. , then won’t my cat become a “disabled cat”? Can't. I saw the rope hanging on the wall and decided to tie the kitten's feet with the rope.
"One, two, three." I threw the kitten into the sky as hard as before, and this time it fell down like before, and what was worse than before was that the rope broke. I only heard the kitten's scream of "meow", as if saying: "Save me, little master!" I looked at the kitten anxiously but helplessly.
By chance, Grandpa Wang next door was taking a walk and pulled the kitten back from the edge of life and death. Grandpa Wang hugged the kitten, and I hurried downstairs and thanked Grandpa Wang repeatedly.
Grandpa Wang asked me what happened, and I told him the truth. After hearing this, Grandpa Wang laughed so much that tears almost flowed down his face. I looked at Grandpa Wang, like Monk Zhang Er - confused. I asked Grandpa Wang in confusion: "What's going on?" Grandpa Wang told me the difference between cats and birds...
"Oh, I suddenly realized it." I touched the kitten and looked at it The kitten said: "I'm sorry, kitten, I will never let you fly again. We will still be good friends in the future.
After reading this, will you think I am stupid, right? ? Yes, childhood is so silly and innocent! 2. Write an essay on "Memories of Childhood"
The past is like a piece of paper, sealed in the "box" of my memory; sour, Sweet, bitter, and spicy are all available. When I open it, the past is vividly visible, and at the bottom of this "box", the memories that I have treasured for many years are also clearly displayed in front of me.
Childhood, let you indulge in sweet happiness. Think about the cuteness and playfulness of your childhood. I remember that when I was a child, I was a playful and naughty child.
I remember that I went to live with relatives for a while. . There were many older brothers and older sisters who played with me there.
The game I often played was blowing bubbles. My older sister was blowing bubbles in front of me and I was chasing them behind. When I held the bubble with my hand, the bubble stayed in my hand for a while and then disappeared silently. When I blew the bubble for the second time, I learned it first. Pick up a straw, pick up the other end of the straw and blow the bubbles, but the bubbles are like naughty children, hiding in the straw, but I am not discouraged this time. I got a little more dish soap, and when I was blowing bubbles, I finally blew out a few bubbles. I flicked them hard, and the bubbles were floating in the air like balloons. The flying bubbles seemed to be floating.
I blew a bunch of small bubbles in different shapes.
Some are like balloons, some are like candied haws, some are like oranges, some are like small marbles, and some are like a string of crystal clear pearl necklaces. Under the sunlight, the bubbles are colorful and sparkling. .
I continued to blow hard and slowly. Look! The bubbles floated into the sky, sometimes wearing an invisibility cloak, sometimes flying in the air, sometimes chasing each other, playing happily.
Childhood is a painting, and the painting contains our colorful lives; childhood is a song, and the song contains our happiness and joy; childhood is a dream; and the dream contains our imagination and longing. 3. Write an essay titled "Memories of Childhood"
Childhood is gone, truly gone forever. Childhood only comes once, and we have lost the most precious childhood time.
It was a day without worries. If there were any, maybe it was just because I was afraid of being criticized by the teacher for not finishing my homework. Maybe I just broke my mother’s beautiful vase. Don’t worry, maybe it was just because my beloved The pet is sick and does not go to school, but what are these worries compared to now? These are the happiest and carefree days in the world, but as we grow up, these days are only memories. When we look back at the past, we will find that we have grown up sadly.
As you grow up, purity is gone. How much reality is left? Everyone wears a mask of hypocrisy. For us students, in this era, perhaps only scores are the most important. Stepping into the gate of middle school means that we no longer have many days to tell the truth, it means that we are about to enter society, and it means that we are slowly growing up.
Looking at the brothers and sisters in eighth grade and ninth grade, everyone has a more or less tired look on their faces, and even the laughter and curses now are only temporary. The high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination, these two mountains weigh heavily on us, allowing us to experience the strong competitiveness of society early on.
Perhaps, only by getting into a good high school and a good university can we have a way out. I really miss it - in the spring, a family of three went out for an outing, and even if they accidentally got stung by a bee, they tried not to cry; in the summer, a few good friends went to the river to have a water fight, even if everyone was soaked to the skin. The smiles still hang on our faces; in autumn, we go to our grandma's house in the countryside to help our uncle harvest wheat; in winter, we skate on the river, and even if we fall, we still stand up laughing... The four seasons of childhood are all. Spend it so innocently and joyfully.
There seems to be no sad memories of childhood, but only joy, happiness and sweetness. Are we not satisfied? Is it because we don’t understand what true happiness is? When you were a kid, you didn’t know anything at all? ! Oh, childhood. 4. Please write an essay with the title of childhood memories
The Sea in Hainan
In my childhood memories, I have not been to many seas, but the sea in Hainan is my impression. The most profound.
I went to the famous Yalong Bay, where the sea stretches as far as the eye can see. Where the sea and the sky meet, it is hard to tell whether it is the blue sky and white clouds or the blue waves. The waves seem to be there or not, the water is blue and clear, and the beach is soft and pliable. . There, the sunshine, air, green trees, sea water, and beaches are all so beautiful and pleasant, and it is naturally the most suitable for people to live or vacation.
When the sea breeze blows slowly, like a big hand gently touching my face, I will feel: Dad is here; when the sea ebbs and flows, I will feel: The sea is naughty. Little boy; when the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the sea red, I will still feel: the sea is just a shy girl; when night falls, the sea is like a veiled woman, smiling at us, with dim lights and gentle breeze. When she wakes up, she is so charming and intoxicating, as if she is in a fairyland on earth...
The sea in Hainan is so beautiful and wonderful; the sea in Hainan is in various shapes; you will stay in the sea in Hainan forever In my childhood memory! 5. Write a 600-word essay on childhood memories
Childhood is gone, truly gone forever. Childhood is only once, and we have lost the most precious childhood. It was a time without worries. , if so, maybe it’s just because I’m afraid of being criticized by the teacher for not finishing my homework, maybe it’s just because I broke my mother’s beautiful vase, don’t worry, maybe it’s just because my beloved pet is sick and doesn’t go to school, but these worries Compared to now, what is it? The happiest and carefree days in the world are these days, but as we grow up, these days are only memories. When we look back and look at the past, we will find that we have grown up sadly. . When you grow up, purity disappears. How much truth is left? Everyone wears a mask of hypocrisy. For us students, in this era, perhaps only scores are the most important. Stepping into the gate of middle school means that we no longer have much to tell the truth. It’s the end of the year, which means that we are about to enter the society, which means that we are slowly growing up. Looking at the brothers and sisters in the eighth and ninth grades, everyone has a more or less tired look on their faces, even now Some of the laughter and curses are just temporary. The high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination, these two mountains weigh heavily on us, making us experience the strong competitiveness of society early. Perhaps, only by getting into a good high school and a good university, we can Only then can there be a way out. I really miss it - in the spring, a family of three went out for an outing, and even if they were accidentally stung by a bee, they tried not to cry; in the summer, a few good friends went to the river to have a water fight, even though everyone was stung by a bee. We were soaked, but the smiles still hung on our faces; in autumn, we went to our grandma's house in the countryside to help our uncle harvest wheat; in winter, we skated on the river, and even if we fell, we still stood up laughing... Childhood The four seasons of childhood are spent so innocently and happily. There seems to be no sad memories of childhood, but only joy, happiness and sweetness. Are we not satisfied? Is it because we don’t understand what true happiness is? When you were a kid, you didn’t know anything at all? ! Oh, childhood.