Childhood interesting composition 1 childhood is a painting, which contains our colorful life; Childhood is a song, which contains our happiness and happiness; Childhood is a dream, including our imagination and longing! Now, I always remember that when I was a child, my mother loved to grow flowers, so I often watered flowers like my mother, but it caused an interesting thing.
There are many flowers in my home, but I love that tiger sword because it is tall and strong. When watering, pour half a spoonful of other flowers and a spoonful of tiger sword; When fertilizing, give some other flowers and half a bag of tiger swords. So under my "care", tiger swords often "hit", and I was scolded by my mother for it.
Once, I was so thirsty that I stole cold water. My mother saw it and scolded me. I had to go back to my room to drink boiled water. Suddenly, my eyes lit up: my mother said that I would get sick if I drank cold water, so won't my "baby" (tiger skin making sword) get sick if I drink cold water every day? If it is ill, it will definitely have a stomachache. No, I can't let my child get sick. I worry about the "baby" while thinking. I picked it up and imitated the way my mother coaxed me to take medicine. While touching its leaves, I poured a cup of boiling water into the flowerpot, imitating my mother's appearance: "Good boy, baby, drink quickly, and it won't hurt." After everything was done, I forgot all about my thirst, thinking that tiger skin would make the sword grow sturdily!
Needless to say, everyone must know the result the next morning. I cried sadly and told my mother what happened, which made my mother laugh and called me a fool.
Although this incident is only one of many interesting things, I still can't forget it because it added some color to my childhood.
Childhood is a poem and a colorful dream. In this beautiful childhood world, many interesting things happened around me.
I remember one winter vacation, I watched TV with relish at home. After a while, I saw actors dancing on the ice in beautiful clothes. I looked at their beautiful dance and was envious.
I want to dance on the ice, too, but what if there is no ice? After a while, a good idea came to me. I picked up a basin of water with a basin and fell to the ground. After a while, the water turned into ice. I quickly put on my beautiful skirt and came to the door. The cold wind blew, and I was shivering with cold. I thought of that beautiful dance again. I came to the ice without hesitation. I just turned around twice and thought, why not let mom and dad come and see it? If they watch my performance, they will certainly praise me. When I was happy, I only heard a swish. I was hit hard on the ground and I cried with a "wow". My crying alarmed my parents. They rushed outside and saw that my lips were purple with cold, and they touched my forehead with their hands, burning like fire. Father said, "I have a fever. Go to see a doctor at once." After seeing the doctor, my father severely criticized me, and I bowed my head in shame.
Through this incident, I understand a truth: "It depends on the situation, and we must seek truth from facts." I will never do an imitation show again.
Childhood is like a colorful box, full of candy, full of joy and full of laughter. Looking back now, everything is a crystal clear pearl, linked together like a beautiful and dazzling necklace, shining in my long memory. ...
I remember when I was in kindergarten, my parents often sent me shopping, mostly salt. Once, I was surprised to find that there was not much difference between salt and washing powder (I didn't know what washing powder was at that time), so I blamed my mother: "Mom, you have salt here. Why did you ask me to buy salt just now? " Mom just smiled and said nothing.
After a while, my mother was cooking and found that there was no salt, so she asked me to buy salt.
This time, I learned the essence. Instead of running to buy it, I slipped into the kitchen. When my mother wasn't looking, I stole the salt jar and filled it with washing powder. Then he swaggered into the kitchen, handed the salt jar to his mother and said, "Mom, I put it in the salt jar for you." Mother said, "It's really a good boy of mother." Mother didn't notice that it was washing powder, so she sprinkled salt on the dish. In a short time, a "delicious" dish is ready. Mom always thought the taste was a little strange, so she took a sip. "Ah, what a big trick!" Mom is screaming in the kitchen. I ran into the kitchen. My mother raised her hand to hit me and said, "Look at what you have done, I must hit you today." I had a full stomach and said, "Mom, isn't this salt?" Get on the ground. "After listening to my explanation, my mother cried and said," Silly boy, that's washing powder, not salt. "I said inexplicably," oh. ""Look what you've done to this good dish! " I ran away in embarrassment.
Once upon a time, my innocent childhood was gone, and I grew up unconsciously in the long journey of life. Now when I look for that shining pearl in my childhood box, I always have an embarrassed smile on my face.
Childhood fun composition 4 childhood is colorful. In this colorful world, interesting things are like all kinds of seashells on the seashore, which shine with colorful brilliance against the background of seawater. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is also my most unforgettable childhood fun.
That winter, the weather became extremely cold. In the morning, I open the window. In the sky, clouds and clusters of snow fall from the sky, like countless torn cotton balls. The glittering and translucent snow dances like a light jade butterfly. The heavy snow covered the earth like a thick white blanket. It stuck a layer of shiny silver paper on the tree and weighed it heavily, just like coral. I got it. I got it. I looked at the white snowflake on my hand. There are six horns and five horns. They are beautiful! At noon, I called a few partners to have a snowball fight.
There are so many people having snowball fights on the playground! I took a pile of snow from the thick snowdrift, then kneaded it into a ball, threw it at my friend and hit it! White hair immediately appeared on his head. At this moment, a snowball arrow came at me. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and squatted down in time. Otherwise, I will be very painful. Just when I was secretly pleased, another snowball flew over and hit my chest. My dress immediately opened a white flower. Not to be outdone, I launched a general attack on my partners and hit two partners in the waist. ...
In recent years, due to the warming climate, it has never snowed here in winter, nor have I seen that beautiful snow girl again, nor have I had such a snow fight. This wonderful childhood memory will always exist in my heart.
A kaleidoscope of childhood, I can see different patterns from every angle. My childhood is rich and colorful, and they will become my unforgettable childhood memories, accompanying me to grow up happily!
Childhood interesting composition 5 childhood is a painting, which contains our colorful life; Childhood is a song, which contains our happiness and happiness; Childhood is a dream, including our imagination and longing! Now I'm going to tell you something interesting that happened when I was a child. I remember once, my sister and I agreed to herd cattle.
The next afternoon, we took two cows and went to the mountain happily. We are singing and walking happily. I said there were dates and plums on the mountain, and my sister and I brought some snacks. I brought a bottle of water, and my sister brought a deck of playing cards, so that we could fill the cows' stomachs. It was also an outing. At first, we saw the grass there was tender and long on the way, so my sister said to me, "Can we watch it here for a while?" I said, "All right!" Anyway, the grass here is tender and long, just wait for them to eat here for a while! I ate it for almost ten minutes. I said to my sister, "Let's go to the top of the mountain." My sister agreed. Then we led the cow to the top of the mountain. We sat playing poker and eating fruit picked from trees. My sister and I didn't care, and Niu Er went to another mountain. My sister packed her things and ran in the direction of the history of Niu Er. It took us a long time to catch up with Kurt. Sister said angrily, "can't you run for a day?" You are so disobedient. There are three cows, a bull and two cows in our family. That bull is naturally good at fighting. Any cow who doesn't like it will compete with that Niu Yi. The sun is going down, the cow's stomach is full, and my sister and I are running out of snacks. So, we drove the cows home. Who knows, before walking 20 meters, the bull left with the cow. When the cow saw that the situation was not good, she ran forward quickly. Because she ran too fast, I didn't come to pay the rope in a hurry, which made my hands red and the calf ran away with her. We walked and laughed, and I almost tripped.
Now that I am one year older, I will smile silently when I think of that afternoon. Whenever I am in a bad mood, I feel much better when I think of that afternoon.