I liked birds when I was young. When I saw the bird, I saw the shadow of my childhood. Yes, it is to catch the bird and put it in a small cage to tease it.
In order to "like" birds, I held a big fish and chased it all over the ground. I was so tired that I wet three clothes, but I didn't catch any birds.
I just shook my pocket and sat by a stream full of reeds, teasing the fish again. Suddenly, a pleasant bird song came. When I turned around, I saw a little green reed warbler standing on the reed.
Look carefully, there are still a large group of reed warblers living on the reeds. This coke is not good for me. Approach carefully. I'm almost with birds.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps ... I said in my heart: everything is ready, except the east wind, don't make any mistakes. "ouch!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, and even I was shocked. I hope I can succeed.
Sure enough, a warbler was scared by me and stood motionless on the branch. I don't know why, I didn't lift the net, just stood blankly. At this moment, I hope it flies away from me.
After half a ring, Wei Ying and I didn't answer. I shouted in my heart, fly! Fly! I'll catch you if you don't fly! The net bag was still there when I touched it. I just wanted to lift it, but I shouted, "fly!" " Fly! "The bird woke up. No, it flew away.
What made me let go? Childhood also slipped away from my time network.
2. Imitate the little flower dog of childhood to write the wenbird, a feathered elf flapping its little wings, which is very attractive.
I liked birds when I was young. When I saw the bird, I saw the shadow of my childhood.
Yes, it is to catch the bird and put it in a small cage to tease it. In order to "like" birds, I held a big fish and chased it all over the ground.
I was so tired that I wet three clothes, but I didn't catch any birds. I just shook my pocket and sat by a stream full of reeds, teasing the fish again.
Suddenly, a pleasant bird song came. When I turned around, I saw a little green reed warbler standing on the reed. Look carefully, there are still a large group of reed warblers living on the reeds. This coke is not good for me. Approach carefully. I'm almost with birds.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps ... I said in my heart: everything is ready, except the east wind, don't make any mistakes. "ouch!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, and even I was shocked. I hope I can succeed.
Sure enough, a warbler was scared by me and stood motionless on the branch. I don't know why, I didn't lift the net, just stood blankly. At this moment, I hope it flies away from me.
After half a ring, Wei Ying and I didn't answer. I shouted in my heart, fly! Fly! I'll catch you if you don't fly! The net bag was still there when I touched it. I just wanted to lift it, but I shouted, "fly!" " Fly! "The bird woke up. No, it flew away.
What made me let go?
Childhood also slipped away from my time network.
3. Write an interesting childhood story by imitating "Catch the Sea". To write "fun", the composition should be no less than 350 words. My childhood was very happy, and the story that happened at that time is still fresh in my memory. There is one thing that always makes me happy whenever I think of it. Because it brings me endless fun.
One day, when school was over, I saw many students gathered in front of me. I walked over curiously and saw a lovely box of ducklings. I bought one and a half when I asked. I picked it up and held it in my hand. Its small eyes look at me like two black beans and bark at me from time to time. And it's swaying in a lovely way. When I crouched down to get the plastic bag, it waddled away from me. I caught it back, still chanting: "This little thing is really naughty." Then, I put it in a plastic bag and named it "Scampy".
When I got home, I put it in a shoe box and put it on the table, lest it run out. However, it is not obedient. It grabbed the box with its wings first, and then jumped out of the box hard. Then it ran forward in despair and fell on the chair. It jumped off the chair again. Stumbling to come over, Ji Ji called me. I think it's hungry. I took some vegetables out of the refrigerator, carefully cut them into pieces and put them on a small plate. As soon as I picked up the plate, the duckling waddled towards me, only to see it flapping its wings and craning its neck eagerly. Before I could put the plate steady, it greedily ate it with its yellow flat mouth, like a small clip. In a short time, its mouth ate all the dishes on the plate like a small clip. The way it eats vegetables is really cute. I like it even more when I see it so delicious.
In the evening, Dad came back and made a window for Naughty with a cardboard box. Mother cooks for it and I pour it water. Like a little guest in my house. Once, I held its flat mouth with my fingers and lifted it. Its little paws immediately pedaled around like riding a bicycle. At this time, my father saw it and said anxiously, "Put it down quickly." I asked strangely, "Why?" "If you pull its mouth, it will hurt." I put it down immediately. I asked again, "Why does it hurt?" Dad said: "Although the duckling's mouth is hard, its mouth is also connected with meat. It will definitely hurt if you pull its mouth." I am ashamed to say to the duckling, "I am really sorry." At this time, Scampy called me twice. It seems to forgive me.
Since this duckling came to my home, it has added a lot of fun to my life. I still miss the duckling when I think of it.
4. How to write a composition that imitates and discovers that childhood is not a memory? One day, I will stand on the crack of time and miss my luxurious and bright childhood, and I will burst into tears.
-Inscription: Five-year-old me, five-year-old me. Now, are you shivering in kindergarten, looking at the cloudy sky, and listening to the teacher say that if you lie on the table incorrectly, you will be taken away by ghosts, and your breathing will become soft, thinking that this should be more terrible than being numb and colliding with another person, but being rolled on the ground by tightly wrapped handwriting. Shake your elephant's head quickly but slightly, and then move on.
I think what a simple child you are! You have to wait for your father to pick you up. You always wait until the sun goes down and let the afterglow reflect your petite figure. Occasionally, I will stretch out two small hands to look out, but I will always be disappointed. You once escaped from the school gate, violated the school rules, and were caught by the teacher who came.
When they went home together, they found that their father had come back but forgot to pick up their experiences, which made them feel a little sad. Your life is colorful or happy.
You played chicken with your classmates, but you fell down and smiled with a big bag on your head. You will recite the children's songs taught by the teacher to your mother to win her affirmation of yourself.
You will lie in your little bed, look at the stars all over the sky, think that tomorrow will be very sweet, turn over and go to sleep with a smile. I envy your life, so relaxed and carefree. I would also like to be a child who looks up at the sky like you, happily looking at the blue sky, white clouds and bright stars in the dark night sky, and then happily living a pure life without any impurities.
From: thirteen-year-old me to: nine-year-old me. I think maybe you are happy to have your best friend at this time. I also want to tell you that after four years, my good friend is still him and has never changed.
At this time, you have shed the coat of a once simple and quiet good boy and become cheerful and lively. You will laugh and cry with your friends, and then feel the world quietly, so colorful and changeable.
Sometimes you play tricks on your deskmate and your best friend. You will laugh at him for wearing a down jacket and wrapping it like a steamed stuffed bun.
You will suddenly pretend to cry when you quarrel with him. Look at his helpless and anxious expression. In the afternoon, you will accompany him to think about his thoughts quietly, but often he can't stand the loneliness. His train of thought was interrupted and he kept laughing.
You will also look at his serious appearance in class, look at his smooth skin, and can't help but reach out and pinch his face, but you are forced back by the teacher's eyes. Time flies, I want to tell you again that he has changed, become complicated and unpredictable, and become so big that I can never see the shadow of my childhood from him again.
I hope you can cherish your purest friendship at this time, and don't feel sorry for the story that happened to you like me. From: 13-year-old me to: 12-year-old me, like many people, you have become obsessed with all kinds of stars and posted their photos and posters everywhere.
You won't study hard every day like other students. I hope you will get excellent grades in graduation and the entrance examination of Baoyi No.1 Middle School. You will still give up those difficult problems and go out to play until nine o'clock to get home. Parents' nagging is inevitable, but it always goes in one ear and out the other, and they still go their own way and keep their good behavior style.
In fact, you have been worried about your grades, because your grades are always lower than others, because you fell to the 37th place in the only ranking in the school, and then silently put your grades in the drawer with a sigh, because you saw the excited and ostentatious face of the classmate with excellent grades, and you turned around in frustration and left. Daily life is still going on step by step, and the class teacher always takes pains to divide all the students into grades according to their grades.
You will always get used to all this indifferently, just like getting used to it. Every day, teachers in all subjects will send out four or five papers as homework. Maybe you are eager not to grow up, but this gorgeous robe full of lice in life has made you experience many unbearable realities. You are still growing, and you never stop growing.
From: 13-year-old me to: 12-and-a-half-year-old me, when you just graduated and stood in front of the primary school gate again, when you looked at the cheerful smiling faces of the pupils who filed out, and when you were holding hands with your friends and tears were about to fall, you ran away in a hurry, you knew that this school that once contained all your memories in six years would never be found again. When you stand timidly at the window to buy food, but when you pass by your classmates who used to get along with each other day and night, you know those tears and laughter will never look back.
You always live religiously and believe that you can find happiness one day, but happiness is like a light on the horizon, which warms your eyes and makes you run forward, but it will never arrive. You always expect to return to that carefree life, just as you expect the sky to turn completely blue.
So, when you happen to see graduation photo, who is brimming with classmates' smiling faces, attending a class reunion, you actually smiled like the child standing in the sun with your deskmate, and you felt extremely warm and happy inside. You still play the role of a good student in the new school, writing quietly, reading quietly, walking quietly through the campus and watching everything, smiling quietly.
And you gradually learned to disguise yourself, looking at old friends who are no longer naive and simple, just shaking your head habitually. Because you know, when you are happiest, there is a biting pain in your heart that is difficult to heal.
May you be free ... from: 13-year-old me: those who recall us will eventually forget something. The door of memory will not stay forever at the moment of birth, nor will it let us remember all the pain.
The vows once made, the tears once shed, and the pain once endured will all become looming fish in the long river of time, and eventually leave, disappear, wither and die. Those memories are actually beautiful.
The first time I can remember, I knew how to lose
The fifth step is to imitate [childhood] and write a poem in the Song Dynasty. I have seen your shadow in my dream, and my childhood poems reverberate in my heart. Sunshine is gentle, gentle and pure, and a candy can make you happy for a long time. Have you ever thought about the years when you looked at the blue sky outside the window when you were a child, and you and I used to play in the flowers and green leaves? I can't see my childhood clearly when I grow up. Cuckoo is smiling in the warm sunshine, poplar's hands are shaking with the wind, and childish songs are rippling in the running water. In this way, happy years flow. There are insects whispering in the green birch forest. White dandelions give off beautiful flowers. The partners gathered together are running in the wind. The intoxicating time is like this. There are fish playing by the gurgling stream. Oily aquatic plants are swinging with gentle lines and screaming loudly. The troubles of childhood passed quietly like this.
6.200 words to write interesting stories about childhood, imitating the third grade to write interesting stories about childhood.
Everyone has a colorful childhood, and everything in the same childhood disappears with the passage of time, but there is one thing that I still remember vividly, as if it happened yesterday.
At that time, I had a turtle at home. I see the tortoise has a head, two eyes and two arms like me. Why can he swim and I can't? Can't I compete with a little turtle? I decided to compete with the tortoise. The tortoise and I are standing on the edge of the tank, jumping! With a bang, my head hit the bottom of the jar, and there was a steamed bun-sized bag on my head. I cried, and my mother heard me and rushed over. When she saw the bag on my head, she knew it clearly. I hurried to the hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said; "Nothing, just rest for a few days." But I still think about this and that. I saw a big swimming pool in the hospital that day. I am ecstatic. I went to the swimming pool and jumped in without hesitation. Just after swimming a few times, I suddenly felt my body start to sink, and then my head sank. I shouted in despair; "Help!" A nurse found me and fished me out. I also pressed my heart with both hands, and suddenly I felt a stream of water coming out. I opened my mouth and water gushed out like a fountain. I woke up and ran to the pool to jump, the nurse aunt said; "You want to travel to heaven again!" I pointed to the swimming pool and said, "My shoes." As soon as I finished, the people next to me burst into laughter, which puzzled me and made me grow up with them.
Childhood is like a window. When you open this window, you will find many fond memories of your childhood.
7. Write a composition after the childhood Dongyang Camel Team.
Opened the door of time, and time began to go back. I went back to my naive childhood. Childhood is a pure land without weeds and pollution, and a clear sky without shelter and barrier. There is innocence and sweetness flowing here, which will always make people have good memories. Once, on my birthday. My father gave me 100 yuan directly from Zhang. I don't know what this is for, because I am too young and ignorant. I ran to ask my friend, and he said, "You are so stupid that you don't even know this. This thing is a bookmark and can be clipped in a book. " Hearing this, I was ashamed to think: I thought it was a good thing, but it turned out to be a broken bookmark. I walked home in frustration and happened to meet my mother. She asked, "Son, what are you doing with money in your hand?"
As soon as I heard this, I was puzzled and asked, "Mom, since you just said that I have money in my hand, what is the money for?" Mother pretended to be very knowledgeable and said, "money can buy things." After listening to it, I still didn't know whether the paper was money or a bookmark, so I hid it under my pillow. A few days later, I saw my mother throw a big pile of money into the oil drum. I looked at a big pile of money in my mother's hand, one of which was exactly the same as the one my father gave me. I ran to the bed and took out the 100 yuan, thinking: didn't mom say that she could buy things if she had money? Then why did he burn the money? Maybe my mother is afraid that I know that money is useless. I rushed to my mother and handed her the money. She burned it without asking. In the evening, my father said to me, "Son, bring your 100 yuan and buy you some books." I said angrily, "Don't lie, that 100 yuan can't buy anything at all." Dad said, "Why not? Bring it quickly. " I said, "Ask mom for it." After hearing this, dad immediately ran to the kitchen and asked his mother, "What about 100 yuan, son?" Mom quickly said, "I didn't take it again, so I asked * * * what." I rushed over and told the story from beginning to end. Dad smiled and said, "Your mother burned paper to worship the god of wealth, and your money is specially used for shopping." I couldn't help laughing when I was blindsided. I had a wonderful childhood. I was so naive when I was a child. I will cherish this childhood movie and keep it in my heart forever.
8. Childhood, like a colorful dream with lovely wings, slowly flies to the sky of time, and it is like a condiment of life, sweet and sour. 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 am bored sitting in front of my house, looking up at the blue sky and watching birds flying freely in the sky. Looking forward to the kitten lying on the ground in the sun, I 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"-a cute and naughty kitten. I had a hard time catching the cat. The kitten meowed as if to follow me. I thought, "Hey, I got it!" I took a piece of paper and a pen, drew a pair of wings on the paper with the pen, then cut them out with scissors and stuck them on the cat's back. I held the kitten in my arms and said to it, "Don't be afraid, you are going to fly!" " "I tried my best to throw the cat into the sky, and only heard a meow, and the cat was thrown to the ground." Hey, why don't you fly? Oh, I see. You must be distracted. I'll give you a little pressure when I get to the second floor to see if you concentrate! "I said to the kitten. I ran to the balcony on the second floor with my kitten in my arms, ready to continue my "experiment" on the balcony on the second floor. I came to the balcony and nagged the kitten: "You must concentrate and come on! "I touched the kitten and thought when I was about to throw it out, if I can't fly like just now, won't my cat become a' disabled cat'? No, I saw a rope hanging on the wall, so I decided to tie the kitten's feet with a rope. " One, two, three. "I threw the kitten into the sky as hard as I did just now, and this time it fell like just now. To make matters worse, the rope broke. I only heard the meowing of the kitten, as if to say, "Little master, help me!" " I looked at the kitten anxiously but helplessly. It happened that Grandpa Wang was walking next door, pulling the kitten back from the brink of life and death. Grandpa Wang is holding the kitten, so I hurried downstairs to thank Grandpa Wang. Grandpa Wang asked me what was going on, and I told him truthfully. Grandpa Wang almost burst into tears when he heard this. I looked at Grandpa Wang and scratched my head like a monk. Grandpa Wang told me the difference between a cat and a bird ... "Oh, I suddenly understood. "I touched the kitten and said to it," I'm sorry, kitten, I won't let you fly again. We will be good friends in the future. Will you think I'm stupid after reading it? Yes, childhood is so stupid and naive.
9. childhood life composition,,, write about the childhood life after donating.
Childhood is golden, beautiful and happy. ...
My childhood is like a colorful picture, dotted with dazzling patterns. I can't forget it. I 12 years old. Many past events passed away quietly like duckweed. And some are as firmly rooted as roots.
I spent my childhood at my grandmother's house. Grandma grows a lot of things. I like to eat them all. I remember one time, I went to lira beans with my grandmother. I feel particularly happy and feel the happiness of rural life. From this, my grandmother and I established a strong granddaughter relationship. In the countryside, I found the happiness of nature. However, sometimes I get bitten by mosquitoes, which itches me to death and makes me fidget in the middle of the night. However, I still live happily.
When I was a child, I liked to listen to grandma's stories and tell her childhood stories. Grandma spoke with relish, and I was fascinated by it, as if I were there.
The night in my hometown is beautiful. I often watch it with my father when I can't sleep. The moon is high in the sky and the leaves rustle. The weaver girl is singing, which makes people fall asleep instantly.
How wonderful childhood is. I think we should cherish our childhood. Because childhood is the most beautiful and wonderful period.
10. Imitate childlike innocence and write a 200-word composition about childhood:
When I recalled my childhood, I made everyone laugh and won the love of my elders.
In the last three years, it has been very hot, and my family has gone to enjoy the cool under the tree. But I didn't see Yu. I was shocked. Suddenly I saw Yu running not far away. The family was curious and said, "Why do you keep running?" Yu Nai said, "Running is windy."
I often watch chickens lay eggs on the earth wall. One day, I saw a chicken squatting in its nest and suspected that it was laying eggs. Squatting on him, watching intently, half an hour passed, how could he resist the chicken? His family asked Yu why he was squatting in the chicken coop. I responded angrily, and my family smiled and said, "This chicken is sleeping."
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Ha ha! "The eldest brother next door ran over and said," I know the material for making bubbles. Come and see! "Then, a large group of children gathered around and listened carefully." First, take one. Some snow, it must be white! Then secretly take a spoonful of washing powder while mom is not looking, stir it together, and blow it when the snow melts! However, yes. Be careful not to inhale bubbles ... "Before he finished, a four. The five-year-old girl emerged from the crowd. The snow-white earth reflected her lovely little face. "Find the snow first, and then put the washing powder to stir. Looking for snow, washing powder, stirring. "Just as I was mumbling, I ran to a large clearing, and it was too white to touch. I gently picked up a little with my hand, put it in the cup and walked out of the clearing carefully. He hurried home, picked up the washing powder, poured it into the cup, stirred, stirred, and finally made it! " "The bubble is made, how to blow it?" I said to myself. Hey, how can this difficulty beat me? "Mom, I want to drink milk!" Chubby little hands took the milk, pulled out the straw and ran into the house. "Tribal tiger, this is good, you can blow bubbles!" Glug, blow two or three times, and blow out one small bubble after another. Looking at those bubbles, my young mind was greatly shocked. They are concentrated and crushed. Only a few seconds of short life, but live so beautiful, so lovely. In ecstasy, I wanted to play a few more. Unexpectedly, I just wanted to play. As soon as I breathe, I suck it into my mouth, then do 360 somersaults, and finally get into my stomach. Damn it. Grandma said you can't play with washing powder. You will die if you eat it! "Ha ha, silly boy, it's okay, that's grandma to prevent you from using washing powder indiscriminately. Don't worry, just drink more water! " "0-don't feel good! However, the atmosphere after the bubble condensed at that time, that kind of short life can be so wonderful, I don't think I will forget it, just like now.