Speech on the theme of childhood primary school (1) Students:
I have a wonderful memory in my time machine. Now I'll take you to the time machine. Hmm? Let me look for it (after a while). Here it is. The story begins. ...
It was a hot noon, my mother went to work, my grandmother went to the supermarket to buy things, and I was reading at home. Because it's too hot, I want to find some cold drinks to reduce my fever. I opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of purple drink at random, went to my room to continue reading, opened the bottle and took a sip, wondering: what kind of drink is this? It tastes strange. Is it out of date? Then I thought: I don't think so. My expired mother won't put it in the refrigerator. Whatever! Anyway, it's okay to drink it, but it tastes a little strange. I took several swigs in a row and felt warm all over. Top-heavy, I lay on the ground, vaguely feeling very light, so light as to float in the breeze like a feather. I drifted and drifted to a beautiful and magical country, where there are large areas of lavender; There are elves there; There are magnificent castles there; Yes ... and then I fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up, I felt my forehead was cold. It turns out that my grandmother has put a wet towel on my forehead to cool my hot little face. Grandma asked me why I was lying on the ground. I told her everything. She looked at the bottle beside her and understood everything. It turned out that she poured homemade wine into a bottle of blueberry juice, which led to the previous scene.
When my mother came home from work and saw me lying in bed weakly, she was inevitably worried. After listening to my "great achievements", grandma scraped my little nose and said, "This greedy cat poured half a bottle of wine. Delicious. " My mother and I smiled at each other: "This child must drink a lot when he grows up!" After dinner, my mother patted me on the shoulder and asked me, "What do you know about my child's day?" I shook my head casually. Mother said earnestly, "No matter what you do, you can't be careless. You must observe carefully. What happened today is a lesson, and all this is caused by carelessness. "
My childhood was colorful: vibrant green, vibrant yellow, elegant and noble purple, and blue for flying … But, dear friend, it's time for you to get out of the time machine now, or the door will be closed. Hurry up!
Keynote speech of childhood primary school (2) "Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling summer ..." This lyric was written when I was a child. Childhood is the best time in a person's life. During that time, children were carefree and didn't worry about homework or work.
My childhood was very fulfilling, and I still remember that petite sparrow until now; Fairy butterfly; Gorgeous flowers; That sweet fruit.
I remember when I was a child, there was a fruit tree in front of my grandfather's house, and there was only one apple left on the tree. I want to eat, but I can't reach it. So I thought of many ways: throwing a stone at the tree, it didn't fall; Climb the tree and sweep the branches; Throwing shoes again. As a result, my shoes disappeared and the apples didn't fall, so I walked into my grandfather's house in frustration. Just as I entered the room, a gust of wind blew and the apple fell to the ground.
Another time I saw my parents drinking coffee. I was curious, so I secretly got up and took coffee grains while my parents were sleeping at night. I liked sweet things when I was young, so I want to put some sugar in it. At that time, I only knew that sugar was white, so I mistakenly put a lot of salt into it as sugar. When I drank it, I began to cry at once. I muttered: What is this? Bitter and salty, it tastes terrible! At that time, I didn't know that coffee was made of hot water, so I ate it alive before it dissolved in water. As soon as mom and dad heard me cry, they rushed over. Mother looked at the coffee next to her, then at the salt pot, and said to me, "Silly boy, that's not sugar, that's salt!" " "Mom and dad are laughing loudly.
Now I am a middle school student, not that ignorant child. Although my childhood is over. However, those wonderful memories of my childhood are unforgettable in my life, because they are the most precious wealth in my life. Childhood will eventually pass. Let's say to childhood together:
"Goodbye, my childhood!"
Speech on the theme of children in primary school (3);
There is a small river in my hometown. In my memory, the river is always crystal clear, with shallow fish and shrimp playing. When I was a child, I often followed my brother and sister to go fishing in the river! In summer, the river jingles with the breeze, and the fragrance is refreshing. Besides its pleasant smell, the river is also beautiful. Green water winds between the earth like a transparent green ribbon. The wild flowers along the river are dense and colorful, making the river look like a delicate Phnom Penh.
But somehow, one day I passed the river, but it was beyond recognition.
Residents and farmers along the river no longer appreciate the river. People who pass by cover their noses and look disgusted-the river has become dirty and smelly, and all kinds of white garbage float on the river, as if they don't know it anymore. I seem to hear the bitterness and resentment of the river. It hates people. Perhaps what I heard was not the bitter moan of the river at all, but that it had gone away, gone away. Suddenly, an inexplicable sadness, like a purple vine with thorns, wrapped around my heart, making it difficult for me to breathe, and suddenly I had a feeling. I think I hate people, too. They took away the interesting memories of my childhood, but they didn't know how to repay the river, but they destroyed it.
I often wander by the river, recalling its original beauty, and what is next to me is just a pool of stagnant water! Unconsciously, the rivers in my memory were dyed black. Green mountains and green waters only become memories, recalling the happiest dreams.
We all know how important water is to us. Water is the source of life. Without water, there is no life. How can we live if the water is polluted? Animals are on the verge of extinction because of drinking polluted water, and the air is getting worse and worse because of polluted water. If there is no water, how can there be this colorful world? After human beings have destroyed so much, should they continue to trample on their own derived land?
Just when I was desperate, a ray of hope shone into my mind and the five-water therapy was implemented. Here, I call on more people to participate in water control, remove garbage together, let the river regain its youth and let the river bloom again!
So I borrowed grandpa's fishing net to salvage the garbage in the river. As soon as the net was cast, the garbage ran around like a leg and only caught one or two. But I didn't lose heart, but I worked harder to pick up garbage. My self-confidence seems to awaken people's yearning for the river. When others saw me, they quickly picked up their fishing nets and came with me for garbage. A few days later, the river put on her white skirt yarn again and faded her dirty coarse cloth head. This small step is enough to make me happy.
Efforts will eventually pay off-finally one day, the river came back, and the green mountains and green waters in memory are no longer memories, and the rivers in memory are no longer black. The river put on its white skirt again, looking more beautiful than before; I also saw the smile of the river again. Small fish and shrimp are back in the river, more energetic than before, and the flowers are more beautiful. Now this river makes me more intoxicated than before. ...
People finally understand that green mountains and green waters are Jinshan Yinshan. I also know that water control is necessary, year after year.
My childhood keynote speech primary school (4) In my starry childhood memories, some made me deeply moved, some made me feel ashamed, some made me extremely angry, some made me feel solemn, some made me feel interesting, and some made me feel the joy of success. Now I will tell you a happy experience of mine.
At that time, I was only four years old, an only child, no friends, not old enough to go to kindergarten, and I was bored alone. Once I went to the park to play, I was envious when I saw that almost every child had his own playmate. I had to sit quietly by the river alone. Suddenly, someone patted me on the shoulder. I look back. It turned out to be a little girl about my age. She said shyly to me, "Can we play together?" Suddenly, a door in my heart finally opened. I hugged her excitedly and said to her, "I do, you are the first child to play with me!" " "She took out some paper and brushes, and we happily drew colorful pictures.
Later, a chance encounter let me know that she is my neighbor-Chen Wenjing. This has deepened our friendship. We paint, play and watch TV together. From playmates to girlfriends. I know she likes purple, blue and yellow. She knows that I like all colors. I know she likes spicy food. She knows I like sweets ... We are inseparable all day.
Not long after, I went to Changzhou to attend kindergarten, so we separated, but every holiday, I would go back to my hometown to see her.
This is a very ordinary little thing that happened when I was a child, but it made me very happy.
Speech on the theme of children in primary school (5);
The story of childhood happened at the seaside of childhood. Childhood seaside, there are many colorful shells, shining with innocent colors. When I was a child, I was the owner of these colorful shells, playing and chasing on the beach by the sea.
The colorful days of childhood are drifting with the wind, drifting with the wind. It is rooted in the sky, rivers and grasslands ... The sky is my tent, the grassland is a flower carpet, the flowing river is a jumping heart, and I am a bird flying freely in the sky. I remember the spring breeze like scissors cut out thousands of wickers, and the spring breeze was full of birds and flowers. So my childhood dream flies with kites, dances with busy bees, keeps me company, and dogs chase me around. Hongshan's smile is the cutest ... everything is full of youthful vitality and abundance.
Childhood dreams, just like yesterday. I remember, holding hands with my friends, skipping around and proudly reciting several newly learned Tang poems from time to time; I remember holding azaleas in my hand, quietly and quickly inserting them into my partner's head from behind, and then everyone ran away, laughing while running, which was an innocent smile; I once remembered that on a hot summer night, I was enjoying the cool under a tree, catching fireflies with my friends and putting them in a bottle, flashing; I remember ... I remember whispering to the grass, but I didn't expect Miss Chun to leave, leaving only innocent tears and becoming a joke of blue sky and white clouds. Therefore, in summer, small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River are my closest friends. During the swimming season, my friends and I jumped into the river naked. Now that I think about it, it is still very memorable. When autumn picks up the summer gift-fallen leaves, the harvest season is here. With the joy of adults, partners can eat beautiful fruits together. When I was a child, I always looked forward to the rare snowy days in the south, so I always waited anxiously for the arrival of snow. The snow in the south is really gentle, especially for us children. Snowflakes float slowly and gently on our red faces and instantly turn into pure laughter that resounds through the earth. Laughter falls on the eyelashes of adults, and when it is gently lifted by hand, it bursts into rough and simple laughter.
Snow is white, crystal clear, beautiful and pure. Childhood days are as white and pure as snow. Childhood is a dream, vaguely but truly printed with stumbling. Although I have been studying hard at the cold window, I have far surpassed her. However, in this complicated world, I still yearn for the pure sky of my childhood and pursue the freedom and purity of my childhood. Although she left me, the innocence of my childhood will become eternal in my heart. ...
Keynote speech in childhood primary school (6) I have a wonderful memory in my time machine. Now I'll take you to the time machine. Hmm? Let me look for it (after a while). Here it is. The story begins. ...
It was a hot noon, my mother went to work, my grandmother went to the supermarket to buy things, and I was reading at home. Because it's too hot, I want to find some cold drinks to reduce my fever. I opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of purple drink at random, went to my room to continue reading, opened the bottle and took a sip, thinking: what kind of drink is this? It tastes strange. Is it out of date? Then I thought: I don't think so. My expired mother won't put it in the refrigerator. Whatever! Anyway, it's okay to drink it, but it tastes a little strange. I took several swigs in a row and felt warm all over. Top-heavy, I lay on the ground, vaguely feeling very light, so light as to float in the breeze like a feather. I drifted and drifted to a beautiful and magical country, where there are large areas of lavender; There are elves there; There are magnificent castles there; Yes ... and then I fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up, I felt my forehead was cold. It turns out that my grandmother has put a wet towel on my forehead to cool my hot little face. Grandma asked me why I was lying on the ground. I told her everything. She looked at the bottle beside her and understood everything. It turned out that she poured homemade wine into a bottle of blueberry juice, which led to the previous scene.
When my mother came home from work and saw me lying in bed weakly, she was inevitably worried. After listening to my "great achievements", grandma scraped my little nose and said, "This greedy cat poured half a bottle of wine. Delicious. " My mother and I smiled at each other: "This child must drink a lot when he grows up!" After dinner, my mother patted me on the shoulder and asked me, "What do you know about my child's day?" I shook my head casually. Mother said earnestly, "No matter what you do, you can't be careless. You must observe carefully. What happened today is a lesson, and all this is caused by carelessness. "
My childhood was colorful: vibrant green, vibrant yellow, elegant and noble purple, and blue for flying … But, dear friend, it's time for you to get out of the time machine now, or the door will be closed. Hurry up!
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