Everyone has a childhood, and the interesting things in childhood are just like the various shells on the seaside, shining in the company of the sea water, exuding colorful brilliance, countless. And now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand, which is also one of my most unforgettable childhood fun events.
I remember when I was a child, there was a tree planted in my yard that was the same as when I was born. I often used a knife to carve a mark on the trunk of the orange tree I planted together, and measured whether I was growing taller every day. Looking at the horizontal lines, I really wanted to grow taller quickly. One day, I suddenly realized that I was taller than that. The mark is short. Oh my God! Did I grow upside down? I was so scared that I quickly ran to ask my mother: "Mom, why have I become shorter when other friends have grown taller?" My mother quickly put down the work around her, put me on a chair and asked: "Why is this so? Say it!" I quickly jumped off the chair, took my mother's hand, pulled her into the yard and pointed, "I use a knife to carve my height on the tree every day, but today I came to carve my height on the tree before. It's below the line." I said as I pointed out the two horizontal lines on the tree. After listening to my words, my mother looked at the tree again. After being silent for two minutes, she burst out laughing inexplicably, laughing so hard that she couldn't even straighten up. Come, with tears streaming down my face, I patted my head as I stared at her blankly and said, "Idiot, it's not that you have become shorter, it's that the tree has grown taller. Don't do such stupid things in the future." I suddenly realized that it wasn't I was shorter, but the tree was taller. After that, I happily went to play with the chickens. I really didn’t know what stupid things I would do to the chickens again...
Ha ha! Have fun! My childhood was like this, with a lot of silly and interesting things, such as bathing the snow doll, shaving my eyebrows... It was just so many interesting things and silly things that made up that colorful childhood, a happy childhood, and a nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am no longer so stupid. I believe that interesting childhood stories will become the most beautiful memories in my life
Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs , a happy song; a string of childhood footprints; a pile of childhood stories. "Does this song remind you of your wonderful childhood life? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as bright as the stars. My childhood was wonderful, and there were many things worth remembering...
As long as I can remember, my aunt’s class has raised two chicks. Whenever I have time, I will go to my aunt’s class to see the chicks. I don’t know how long it took, and the two chicks gradually grew up. After a long time, the hen laid the eggs, and the chicks were about to hatch. 21 days later, I heard the cry of a chick. Seeing this situation and hearing this sound, I felt that the chick was so pitiful. When the hen and the rooster were not at home, the opportunity to help the chick finally came...
That day, the hen went to find food for the little chick, and the naughty rooster was not at home either. We went out to play. When the aunt was not paying attention, she picked up an egg, held it in her hand and stroked it gently, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid, little chick, you will come to the world in a while." "After that, I no longer hesitated, peeled an egg, and a chick with residual heat and eyes that had not opened was "born". It looked at me and called twice as if to say: "Thank you. You, let me come to this world as soon as possible. "I was so happy that I peeled off the second one. When I peeled off the fourth one, the hen came back. When she saw that I was "bullying" the snake, she gave me a bite, and blood suddenly flowed out. , I went to find my aunt in tears. My aunt didn’t say anything about me, but said in a dumbfounded way: “Little fool, the chicken won’t be born until a certain time! If you deliver babies like this, they will die. "After I heard this, I hurried to see the chicks. Sure enough, the chicks I had just "delivered" were almost dead, but the ones I had not "delivered" all survived. I regretted it very much, but it was too late... …
Although it has been a long time since this happened, and even though I was still young and ignorant, this incident has always spurred me forward and never retreated.
Childhood, It is a sea of ??joy. On the shore of memories, there are countless shells, some are gray, reminding people of a sad past; some are bright, reminding people of childhood fun. I am looking for the most beautiful shells on the shore of memories. Ah, I found it...
At that time, I was only six years old, an age where I have a special liking for birthdays.
I like celebrating birthdays because I get to eat a big cake, and an interesting thing happened that time:
After a busy morning, I finally got to eat the cake I had been looking forward to for a long time! Look, the cake is big and round, covered with pure white cream, and filled with various cream flowers. It seems to be smiling at me, so cute! "Happy Birthday" was also written on the cake with red jam. Under the candlelight, the cake really makes me salivate! I can't wait to eat it.
Finally got it! A large piece of cake was held in my hand. I took a big bite, ah, it's so delicious! My sister suddenly laughed, which made me baffled. When I looked in the mirror, haha, I rubbed a piece of cream on my nose, like a clown! I couldn't help but laugh. My sister doesn't like cream, and she was just thinking about what to do. Suddenly she saw the cream on my nose, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said with a smile, "Sister, come here!" I strode over without even thinking about it. My sister asked me to sit down, and she brought a plate with my favorite cream in it. I thought she was going to give it to me, so I opened my mouth wide. "Pop", a cool thing stuck to my forehead, then my face and chin. I knew it was cream, so I stretched out my tongue to lick it, but I heard a burst of laughter. Go and take a look in the mirror, ha! A little tabby cat appeared in the mirror! There is cream all over the face, a piece here and a piece here and there. My face was painted with this "high-end" cosmetics like Peking Opera facial makeup. No, the color of Peking Opera facial makeup is not so single. The pure white cream looks like the fur of a kitten in the mirror. When I lick the cream, why don’t I look like a greedy cat! I laughed too, laughing so hard that I was out of breath. I suddenly transformed into a greedy little tabby cat!
Every interesting childhood story is like a colorful shell. These colorful shells held up my colorful childhood!
When I was a child, I was very naughty and mischievous. Now I will tell you an interesting story from my childhood.
I remember one time when I came home, I saw my father sleeping in bed, so a "bad" idea suddenly popped into my little head, which was to draw "face paint", of course not on paper. To draw on my father's face, I first found out the paint, pen and water, and then I carefully drew a big "王" character on my father's forehead, and then I used khaki to paint on my father's forehead. Draw a bunch of golden stripes around dad's face, and he will be a majestic tiger. After finishing the painting, I was happy for my "masterpiece" and at the same time felt sorry that my dad's face was painted like this. Because it’s a pity that my father’s beautiful face was painted like this. When I was looking at my "masterpiece" happily, my father suddenly woke up and looked at his confused look. I burst out laughing. My father looked at me inexplicably. When he saw the watercolors all over the floor. Paint and water, looking at my malicious smile, my father quickly ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. When he found that his face had been painted into lines by me, he didn't care about the watercolor paint on his face. He quickly ran into the house, grabbed me and beat me randomly, which made me scream. Although it has been a long time, I still remember it.
Look! How naughty I was when I was little! It’s still interesting even now when I think about it!
There are many interesting things in everyone’s childhood, and I am certainly no exception. Let me tell you an interesting thing in my childhood.
It was a hot summer, and I was playing at my grandma’s house. My grandma lived in the countryside and she raised a lot of chickens. One day, my grandma, uncle, and grandpa went out to play and left me alone at home. I was very angry and thought to myself, why are they doing this and not taking me with them when they go out. I had nothing to do in the house, so I wanted to go to the chicken coop and see what the chickens were doing. As soon as I entered, I heard a "bang" sound, and a hen laid an egg. It was so fun. I touched the egg curiously. Hey, it was hot and wet. This is when an idea popped up.
I thought to myself, if chickens can lay eggs, then all the chickens in the henhouse will definitely lay eggs. Why don't you dig out the eggs? When my grandma came back and saw so many eggs, she didn't praise me, so she might even reward me for digging out the eggs! After thinking about it, I didn’t care, so I grabbed a chicken and dug it out. The chicken seemed to know its fate and flapped its wings vigorously, trying to escape. As for me, I held on to the chicken’s claws and watched. Is it that it’s great or that I’m great? I took it out for a long time but didn’t take it out. What’s going on? Why can’t I take it out? Is it so difficult that my reward is gone? I didn’t believe it. If I couldn’t take out this one, I had to take out the other one. I threw the chicken away and went to catch other chickens. When those chickens saw me coming, they jumped up and down one by one, just like a mouse seeing a cat. , I ran away, but I didn’t let go and kept catching the chicken. No, I almost turned into a chicken in less than half an hour. I finally caught a chicken, so I picked it out. The chicken I picked out screamed, but I didn't take it out. I caught another one... The chicken I picked out was frothing, and I... Grandma and the others came back, and when they saw my embarrassment, they couldn't help laughing. When I asked why, grandma not only didn't praise me, but also gave me a scolding. Later, I found out that except for the hen in the hen house, the rest of the chickens It's all cock.
This is an interesting thing in my childhood. It is not only fun, but also always warns me: stealing a chicken is not a gain, and never do bad things with good intentions.
Childhood is colorful, passionate and lovely. Childhood is so beautiful, but what about the interesting things about childhood?
I am a girl from the north. When I was a child, I loved playing in the ice and snow, having snowball fights and building snowmen. Whenever winter comes, the goose-feather-like heavy snow falls from the sky, one after another, in clusters, like silver flowers and white butterflies. Looking between the sky and the earth, I can only see snowflakes flying, like flower petals blown to the ground, flying one after another; like seven fairies scattering flowers, flying all over the sky. Standing in the snow is like squatting on a cotton gin, only to see countless cotton wadding flowers blowing towards you, covering you with pure white flowers.
When I woke up in the morning, the wind calmed down and the snow stopped. Opening the door, a white cold light dazzled people. So, my brother, cousin, and I picked up shovels and built a snowman in the yard. He had a white body, a round head, black eyes made of briquettes, and a nose made of cotton, which was still pointing up! My cousin painted the snowman’s mouth with red ink again, grinning, and laughing at us! The younger brother used a piece of red paper to make a beautiful hat for the snowman. The snowman suddenly became more impressive! The snowman was piled up, and there was another big battle. My cousin threw a snowball and attacked me while I wasn't paying attention. Fortunately, he didn't hit it. When I fought back against my cousin, he had already been hit by his brother's snowball. The snowball drew a picture on the top of my cousin's head. At this time, the yard was filled with laughter. The cousin was not convinced and picked up the snowball to attack his younger brother. After repeated attacks, the laughter in the yard became even louder.
How interesting childhood is! Fun childhood stories bring me joy, childhood is so good.
Interesting Stories from Childhood
Childhood is colorful, like beautiful shells on the beach; childhood is carefree, like wandering dolls playing around all day long; childhood is innocent and sweet , like clear spring water in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing.
I remember it was when I was four or five years old. Once, my grandma gave me and Juju a high-end milk candy that made people drool at the sight. Greedy Cat" was so happy that she was really elated.
Neither of us wants to eat it. I said: "Shall we eat?" "Okay, let's eat together!" Juju agreed. I was quick with my hands and feet and took it apart in one or two strokes. I took out the candy and stretched my neck to look at Juju's. When I saw her candy, I became anxious:
"Yours is bigger than mine!"
"Where? Mine is missing a little!"
"Huh, mine melted!"
"Yours is thicker in color and contains more milk!"
"..."
We fought over each other There is no result, and everyone feels that they have suffered a loss. But as soon as he said he wanted to switch, he turned around quickly, and no one wanted to do it. We started eating sweets, "1, 2, 3!" We ate it together. Wow! So sweet, so fresh, so fragrant! After eating for a while, I said, "Take it out and see if you are bigger than me!" "Okay!" Juju said, putting the candy on the tip of her tongue like a pug. I also stuck out my tongue like she did, but she said she couldn't see clearly, so I had to put half of the candy on the tip of my tongue, and try my best to stick my tongue out.
At this time, a puppy happened to get under my feet. I couldn't dodge and the candy on my tongue accidentally fell to the ground. What a coincidence. I rushed forward with my right foot facing the candy. Alas. Yeah, what should I do? It was too late, but it was too late. Before I could recover, my foot had already stepped on the "baby". I was really anxious and angry: "You stinky dog, rotten dog, dead dog!" I kicked the dog in the belly, and the dog was so frightened that he ran away quickly. I raised my feet and broke off the candy stuck to the soles with my hands. I looked left and right, reluctant to throw them away. "Throw it away. Do you still want to eat it?" Juju said sarcastically to me. My two sugar-covered hands rubbed together involuntarily, and my eyes stared at Juju's mouth, just to let me take a look at the toffee. I kept swallowing my saliva, wishing she would spit out the candy and bite half of it for me to eat. I couldn't watch it anymore, I just felt my nose was sore, and my tears flowed down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat...candy...I want to eat...candy..."
< p>Now, Father Time has arrived and has taken childhood away in a hurry. I won't worry about a piece of candy like before, let alone cry. Thank you to Father Time, because he compiled childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book and printed it in our heartsAnswer: Shenhuo VS Zuozhu - Doorman Level 2 4-25 21:41
Interesting Stories from Childhood
Childhood is like a golden river, and every wave of it contains the past of our childhood. This wave has a near miss, and that wave I am extremely happy. In short, this river carries my beautiful dreams and flies my childish innocence, but there is one thing that I still remember.
It was a hot summer day when I was five years old. The sun was scorching the earth. There were only a few people on the street. The trees hung their heads feebly, looking like the heat was unbearable. I just stayed at home, eating popsicles, and playing house with my friends.
My mother helped me collect some toy plates, knives, bowls, seasonings, forks, vegetables, stoves, chopping boards and other toys from the room, and also helped us assign "tasks": Zhou Xinru was responsible for feeding the pets; Lin Xiaotong is responsible for washing vegetables; I am responsible for cutting and cooking vegetables.
When we started playing, we saw Zhou Xinru trying her best to open the mouth of the "bear" (it was actually a stuffed toy bear). Oh, it turned out that she wanted to pour boiling water into the mouth of the "bear". Mom saw Xiang hurriedly stopped him, and this teddy bear survived.
Lin Xiaotong went to wash the vegetables. Look, she mysteriously picked up a few plastic vegetables and walked into the bathroom. The sound of running water attracted her mother. When her mother entered the bathroom, she saw something strange. Come on, Lin Xiaotong is washing the plastic vegetables with tap water. The washed vegetables are put aside, still covered with many crystal clear water drops. Mom couldn't laugh or cry.
It was my turn to cut the vegetables. I used the sharpest part of the knife to cut the vegetables with all my strength. After a while, there were knife marks one after another on the vegetables. I smiled proudly. I said to my two friends: "Look how beautifully I cut it!" After cutting the vegetables, I put the cut potatoes into the pot and prepared to make a plate of "spicy pink potato shreds". Then he turned on the "gas", and then asked Zhou Xinru to give me the salt, and Lin Xiaotong to give me the chili powder. The two of them rummaged around here and there, and when they got impatient, they threw a bottle to me. , I fell down, wow! A small amount of sand appeared in the pot. Lin Xiaotong winked at me and said mischievously: "You can also use sand." After saying that, she made a face and I stuck out my tongue at her. At this moment, my mother came over carrying a "watermelon boat" with green skin and red flesh and an attractive fragrance. I was stunned when I saw it, and my mother said angrily and funny: "Stop playing, it's too hot, wash your hands and go eat watermelon." After hearing this, we rushed to wash our hands, and after washing our hands, we ate the watermelon. Come.
This incident is really unforgettable for me!