Everyone has a childhood, and childhood fun is just like all kinds of shells on the seashore, which sparkle with colorful brilliance accompanied by seawater. Now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand, which is my most unforgettable childhood fun.
I remember when I was a child, I planted a tree in my yard with me when I was born. Oh, my god Did I grow backwards? I was so scared that I quickly ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends getting taller and why am I getting shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped out of the chair, grabbed my mother's hand, pulled her into the yard and pointed out, "I used a knife to carve my height on the tree every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal lines I had carved before." I pointed out the two horizontal lines on the tree as I spoke. My mother listened to me and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter, and she couldn't help laughing, tears came out and patted her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I happily went to play with the chicken. I really don't know what stupid thing I would do to the chicken again ...
Haha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There were a lot of silly things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... It was also so many interesting things that silly things made up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not so stupid. I believe that childhood fun will definitely become the most beautiful memory in my life. "Haha ..." With the ringing sound like a silver bell, it reminds me of my childhood life. At that time, I was naive, cute and lively, and what I did was also naive. Among the many stars, choose a bright star, which makes me remember it vividly.
When I was a child, the adults in the village called me a lawless little naughty boy. What you do is enough to make you laugh.
The Dragon Boat Festival will be celebrated in a few days. My family will cook, sweep the floor and prepare materials for wrapping brown seeds, and they are so busy that they can't breathe. But I, a little naughty boy, laughed at the side. When the adults saw the sigh, they said, "Alas, there is nothing I can do about her." The days slipped away when I was skipping. In a blink of an eye, the Dragon Boat Festival arrived, and the family took out the reed leaves that had already been prepared, put them in the pot and boiled them, and began to make zongzi. I, on the other hand, was playing by, and from time to time I heard laughter. Nothing can escape my watery eyes, can't it? I looked back and saw that they were making zongzi, talking and laughing. I thought, why not join in the fun! ? So, I walked and ran, squatted by the basin and put my little hand into the green water in the basin. Wow, how comfortable! Touch me like a mother's hand. Later, I played more and more vigorously, throwing the "elf" out of the basin and shouting, "It's raining, it's raining." The adults' grim faces showed an embarrassed look and said, "Xiaxia, stop it, or you will be spanked." And I am very stubborn, I just ignore his words and continue my game. Now I annoyed him. His slap fell on my smooth face, which hurt so much that I blushed like an apple. With a bang, a drop of crystal tears fell. Then I covered my face and ran out. My family has been looking for me all day, and I am in a hurry. In fact, I hid in the haystack next to my home and secretly shed tears. In the evening, my family asked me if it hurts. I shook my head again and again. Originally, I hated them a little. Now that I think about it, my dissatisfaction with them has completely disappeared, but I am still very happy because I know that they still love me.
childhood events make me happy, memorable and unforgettable. It left a beautiful memory in my memory.
Interesting childhood story
Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of seashells on the seashore, shining with colorful brilliance accompanied by seawater, which is countless. Now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand, which is the most unforgettable childhood story.
I remember when I was a child, There is an orange tree planted in my yard when I was born. I often take a knife and carve a mark on the trunk to measure whether I grow taller every day. Looking at the horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller quickly. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that mark. Oh, my god Did I grow backwards? I was so scared that I quickly ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends getting taller and why am I getting shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped out of the chair, grabbed my mother's hand, pulled her into the yard and pointed out, "I used a knife to carve my height on the tree every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal lines I had carved before." I pointed out the two horizontal lines on the tree as I spoke. My mother listened to me and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter, and she couldn't help laughing, tears came out and patted her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I happily went to play with the chicken. I really don't know what stupid thing I would do to the chicken again ...
Haha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There were a lot of silly things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... It was also so many interesting things that silly things made up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not so stupid. I believe that childhood anecdotes will definitely become the most beautiful memories in my life.
Childhood anecdotes
Childhood is colorful, just like beautiful seashells by the sea; Childhood is carefree, just like a wave doll who plays all day; Childhood is pure and sweet, just like a clear spring in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing.
I remember that it was when I was four or five years old. Once, my grandmother gave Juju and I each a high-grade toffee that made people drool at the sight, which made us two "little greedy cats" so happy that we were really elated.
neither of us wants to eat. I said, "Shall we eat?" "Ok, let's eat together!" Juju agreed. I'm quick with my hands and feet, and I took it apart with one or two strokes. I took out the sugar and craned my neck to see Chrysanthemum. When I saw her candy, I was anxious:
"Yours is bigger than mine!" "
"where? I'm a little short here! "
"Hum, mine has melted!"
"Your color is strong, and there is more milk!"
"......"
We fought for no result, and we all felt that we were suffering. But when I said I wanted to change, I quickly turned around, and no one wanted to. We began to eat sugar, "one, two, three!" " We ate it together. Wow! It's so sweet, so fresh, so fragrant! After eating for a while, I said, "Take it out and see if you are older or me!" " "good!" Juju said, sticking the sugar on the tip of her tongue like a pug. I stuck out my tongue like her at first sight, but she said I couldn't see clearly, so I had to put the sugar on the tip of my tongue, half of it outside, and tried my best to stick my tongue out. At this moment, a puppy just got under my feet, and I couldn't dodge it. The candy on the tip of my tongue accidentally fell to the ground. It was a coincidence that I rushed forward and my right foot was right against the candy. Alas, what should I do? It's too late to say, but it's too soon. Before I could recover, my foot was already on the "baby". I am really anxious and angry: "you smelly dog, rotten dog, dead dog!" " I aimed a kick at the dog's stomach, and the dog ran away in fear. I lifted my feet, broke off the sugar stuck to the soles with my hands, looked around and couldn't bear to throw it away. "Throw it away, do you still want to eat it?" Juju sarcastically said to me. I can't help rubbing my hands full of sugar, and my eyes are staring at Juju's mouth, just let me have a look at the toffee. I kept swallowing, wishing she would spit out the sugar and give me half a bite. I can't stand it any longer, but I feel my nose is sour and tears are streaming down like a broken bead: "Mom, I want to eat … sugar … I want to eat … sugar …"
Now, the old man of time has arrived, taking my childhood away in a hurry. I won't haggle over every ounce for a candy as before, and I won't cry. Thank you, Old Time, because he printed his childhood into a purest, truest and most beautiful book in our hearts. ■
childhood fun
Wen/Xiao Qiao Liu Shui
When I was a child, I lived in my grandmother's house for a period of time. In retrospect, it was my happiest childhood.
(1) Little pheasant
At that time, I often followed my friends to the mountains to collect firewood. I remember one time when we went up the mountain, everyone was drilling in the firewood. Some check pine cones, some check branches. Everyone was shouting and making noise on the mountain, and our cries and laughter echoed throughout the valley. Wherever we make trouble, birds fly everywhere. We noisy ghosts broke the peace of the mountain.
Just as we were having fun, I suddenly saw a group of chickens, or rather a hen with a group of chicks, running away. I was shocked at that time, why there were chickens here. I saw that the hen was a bit like grandma's luhua chicken, but it was smaller, about the size of a broiler. Followed by six or seven chickens. My mouth was so excited that I couldn't speak. I just kept shouting, "Chicken" and "Chicken".
My cousin rushed over and asked, "What's the matter?". I pointed to the chicken that fled far away and said, "There are chickens there.". My brother ran to catch it in three steps and made two steps, only catching a chicken. Tell me to hold it and don't let the chicken get away. I nodded and looked at the chicken in my hands, so don't mention how happy I was. This chick is so cute, its small body is only the size of an egg, with a little gray fluff. It's in my hand, struggling and chirping. I was worried that the chicken would escape from my hand, so I held it tightly. Who knows that there is not much time, the chicken will not move and its eyes will be closed. The chicken died? ! The idea suddenly occurred to me, and I quickly put the chicken on the ground and began to cry.
My brother came running again and asked me what it was. I said the chicken died. "Dead? Where is it? " I pointed my hand to the place where I put the chicken. "Hey!" Brother looks pleasing to the eye, where is the chicken? "Strange! I just put it here, how can it be gone all at once? " We looked everywhere, but there was no sign of the chicken. I was depressed.
in retrospect, in fact, any animal has a desire to survive. By pretending to be dead, it not only recovered its own life, but also recovered its freedom.
(2) Checking chestnuts
I remember that there are many chestnut trees of different sizes at the entrance of our village. As long as it comes to autumn, we gluttons often wait under the trees, waiting for chestnuts to fall from the trees.
once, I came to the big chestnut tree alone, sat on the ground, leaned my head back to the sky, and said over and over again, "Come on, blow the chestnuts off." Maybe God was moved by me. There was really a strong wind. Large chestnuts fell from the trees like hail. I was so excited at that time that I kept shouting "Ga many" and "Ga many". I have never seen so many chestnuts fall from the tree at once.
at this moment, several friends saw me checking chestnuts, and they also came to check them one by one. I don't see it right. How can they check it? This is my chestnut. Immediately snapped: "this is what I want the wind to blow down, and this is my chestnut. You are not easy to check, and everything you check up has to be mine." Now I think I was so overbearing, hehe. ) The partners really gave me all the chestnuts that were detected. I lifted my clothes as a pocket, and there was a big pocket.
It is said that chestnut tree is a kind of tree with hard wood, which is especially good for doorframes and doorframes. Now all the chestnut trees in the village have been cut down, which has probably become the threshold and door frame of farmers' homes.