The writing method of the composition "Children's Fun" is urgent! !

childlike interest is a shining star; Childishness is a breeze; Children's interest is a rainbow full of light. Now that I think about it, I have had many childlike interests in my memory, but there is one thing that I can't forget so far.

it was a summer when I was only six years old. My third mother sells shoes in Wenling. When she came back this summer vacation, she gave Tingting and me a pair of sandals. They look very lovely and fit us well. We all like them very much. It's another summer, and I'm going to play in the park with Tingting. We each took out the sandals, but we were surprised to find that these sandals could not be worn! Tingting broke into a cold sweat and said, "Oh, no, I broke the cup at home the other day. It's not a witch who made my shoes smaller to punish me!" " I let out a cry of horror, and a gust of wind blew, and I vaguely felt that the wind was mixed with laughter and noise. Has the witch flown in with a broom? My heart is pounding. Tingting also looked at me with a face of trepidation, her mouth seemed to be stuffed with a big bread, and she couldn't say anything. We wanted to hide, but we found that our legs were numb and uncomfortable. This must be the witch's spell that trapped us. What should I do? Footsteps are getting louder and louder. Mom and Dad are farewell! I closed my eyes and waited for death. "What's the matter, why are you standing here!" I opened my eyes, hey! I saw my mother standing in front of me with a bloody kitchen knife. What about the witch? Was it hacked to death by my mother with a kitchen knife? I can't help but feel reverence for my mother. "But, mom, why are you at home?" I just clearly saw you go out. " "Oh, I just went out and bought a fish, and now I'm cleaning it up!" Tingting said, "Aunt, thank you. I think the witch is gone, and maybe the curse on sandals will be lifted." We were just about to bring our sandals, but we still couldn't move. "What's the matter?" "You must have stood still for a long time and your legs are stiff!" Mom rubbed our legs while talking. After rubbing our legs for a while, we got better. We put on those sandals again, but they still didn't work. "Isn't the witch dead yet?" I asked doubtfully. Mother said, "There is no witch. You can't put on your shoes because you have grown up!" " Say that finish, mother left. Really? But what about these shoes? I'm thinking, yeah! I suddenly thought of a way. So I took Tingting's hand and said, "Tingting, come with me." I went to the living room, took out a pair of scissors from the cupboard, clicked, cut off the sides of the sandal and changed it into slippers.

now that I think about it, I feel that a person's life would be really boring without these beautiful memories! I hope time passes slowly, so that I can enjoy and have more of these happy childlike interests!