Childhood fun composition 600 words

There are many interesting things in childhood, like clouds in the blue sky, which are inexhaustible, like shells on the beach, and more like stars in the night sky. Now let me choose the brightest star to show you.

One summer when I was seven years old, my brother came to my house to play. "What shall we play?" I asked. My brother said, "Play with balloons!" I brought a big bag of balloons! "We blew a lot of balloons and shot them into the sky. It didn't take me long to find it boring. I had a brainwave and said to my brother, "Let's fill the balloon with water and use it to fight a water fight!"! "Hearing this, my brother said happily," That's a good idea! "

At first, my brother and I filled the balloon with water and tied a knot at the open end of the balloon, and the balloon became a water polo. We have prepared enough water polo, and the battle has begun. I picked up a big water polo and threw it at my brother. Bang, water splashed everywhere, and my brother immediately became a "drowned rat". While my brother was wiping water, I picked up five or six small water polo balls and prepared to attack continuously. Unfortunately, my brother was shot again. "You sneak attack," my brother blushed with anger. "I want revenge! See how I teach you! " "Come on, look who won!" I smiled and made a face at him. My brother took the opportunity to pick up two big water polo balls before opening the bow. I dodged the water polo on the right, but was hit by the water polo on the left. The water ran down from my head, and I couldn't open my eyes. I was all wet. I really panicked. ...

In this way, my brother and I came and went, and the battle was very fierce. Guess who won in the end? Of course it's me. I won with great effort!

Although it happened in my childhood, it has always remained in my memory. Whenever I think of this interesting childhood story, I can't help laughing.

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Childhood is an ocean of joy. On the seashore of memory, there are countless shells, some of which are gloomy and evoke a sad past; There are wonderful and interesting stories that remind people of their childhood. I'm looking for the most beautiful shell on the coast of memory. Ah, I found it. ...

At that time, I was only six years old and had a soft spot for birthdays. I like to celebrate my birthday because I will have a big cake. After a busy morning, I can finally eat the long-awaited cake! Look, the cake is big and round, covered with pure white cream, as if smiling at me, so cute! Cake really makes my mouth water by candlelight! I can't wait to eat.

Finally, I understand. I have a big cake in my hand. I took a big bite, ah, delicious! My sister suddenly laughed, which puzzled me. I put a cream on my nose when I looked in the mirror, like a clown! My sister doesn't like cream. She is thinking about what to do. Suddenly, when she saw the cream on my nose, her eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "Sister, come here!" " I strode past without thinking. My sister asked me to sit down, but she brought me a plate of my favorite cream. I thought she was going to give it to me, so I quickly spoke. "Pa", a cool thing stuck to my forehead, followed by my face and chin. I knew it was cream, so I stuck out my tongue to lick it, but I heard a burst of laughter. Look in the mirror, ha! A Xiaohua Mall appears in the mirror! A full face of cream, one east and one west. Pure cream looks like Xiaohua Mall's hair in the mirror. Why don't I lick the cream like a greedy cat? I laughed out of breath. I suddenly became a greedy Xiaohua Mall!

The fun of childhood, everything is like a colorful shell. These colorful shells hold up my colorful childhood.

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Unfold a long picture in my memory. Those pictures are a portrayal of my childhood, and all my joys and sorrows are in it. ...

My mother has spoiled me since I was a child, and the delicious food is always given to me first, and then to my sister, which has to edify me into a little greedy cheapskate!

Once, I was eating cookies, and my sister's greedy bug was immediately hooked by me. "Sister, yes, can I give half to my sister?" My sister knows that I won't give it, but she still tries with "only a glimmer of hope and 100% effort". Sister, my right ear goes in and my left ear goes out! I turned my head and continued to eat. My sister continued to carry forward her spirit of "persisting in disdain" and "begging" from me. Perhaps, I am too kind and softened by her sincerity. "Well, since you are an acquaintance, I'll give you half!" Say goodbye, sister. However, before the cookies were delivered to my mouth, I issued an ultimatum: "Wait, bring your half." My sister was at a loss and had to bring it. As soon as I compared it, I found that my sister's half was bigger than mine, so I took it to my mouth. When my sister saw that things were not good, she immediately turned around and closed her eyes. I think my sister doesn't want to see this cruel side! I chewed it, and when I saw it, it was only half! As soon as I ate it, my greedy bug took the bait! Have another bite. Only half of the original. "Here you are, sister, you can taste delicious! How, I am interesting enough! " At this time, it happened to be seen by my family. My mother bent down with laughter, my father covered her stomach with joy, and my sister squinted with laughter. Seeing that everyone was laughing, I couldn't help laughing! In this way, another interesting childhood story ended in laughter.

This is an unforgettable childhood fun!

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Childhood is like chocolate in the mouth. It is sweet from time to time and has endless aftertaste, but it soon melts, leaving a short sweetness. As long as I remember it again, my mouth will still have a sweet taste.

There are not many interesting things in childhood. The most unforgettable thing is an attempt to hatch chickens. I remember one time, my parents were not at home. Ha, there are no two tigers in the mountain, and the monkey is king. So I went into the kitchen and took some eggs from the kitchen. But how can we turn eggs into chickens? So I read some books, which said, "Chickens can't be hatched with human body temperature, and only incubators can accomplish this' mission'." I smiled: "It's so simple! Then let our microwave oven be an incubator! "

I found out our microwave oven, put the egg in its "arm" and plugged it in. The microwave oven began to "hatch" the chicken. I said, "Come out quickly, the world is very fun!"

After some time, the "incubation" finally ended. I just turned on the microwave oven, and the egg slipped out of the microwave oven like a naughty elf, only to hear a bang ... I was so sad that I shouted at the incubator: "How did you break the egg?" What crime should you commit! Whoops! " Look back at the eggs again, huh? What happened to the eggs? What flows out from the inside is a thin white liquid, which slowly spreads outward. "ha! This may be an important discovery in the world, but no one has found it. Maybe I can send this little thing to America and get a Nobel Prize back. Ok ... I think I'd better clean up this mess, or I'm finished.

Childhood is childhood, and it is inevitable that some naive friends will do some interesting things.

Childhood fun composition 600 words

There are joys and sorrows in my childhood, but they are unforgettable. Today, I will record an interesting story in my childhood and share it with you.

When I was a child, I always remembered a question, which came first, the chicken or the egg. At that time, I kept thinking: since chickens lay eggs, they will lay eggs when they grow up. Chicken or egg first? This question puzzles me. Like a pigeon, it keeps hovering in my mind, making me think of it when I sleep, eat and even do my homework. It's not so much thinking as being in a daze. This question is actually not worth thinking about. However, at that time, I thought over and over again about the scene of eggs hatching chickens and chickens laying eggs, which was puzzling.

Finally, one night, when I was talking about this problem, I thought of what I called "leadership": people are talking about eggs and eggs are talking about them. There are two words: chicken before egg, so chicken before egg! After all, the young mind didn't know anything at that time, and I even ran to tell my mother about this discovery. I only remember that my mother smiled and had a stomachache. Then I'll tell you the real truth. Some dinosaur eggs changed their genes in ancient times, and now they have eggs. My idea is wrong … but where can I listen? The excitement of finding this idea in my mind and the question of my mother laughing after listening to it are full. People are still standing here with my mother listening to what she didn't understand at that time, but my heart has gone somewhere to play.

I don't know which comes first, the chicken or the egg.

I didn't want to take the exam after I finished writing. At that time, I couldn't help laughing at the naive childlike interest. Innocent hearts make up one interesting childhood story after another, and people always smile when they recall it, which has become an eternal memory of life!

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Childhood is a colorful river, with beautiful waves, interesting things, joys, hardships and stupid things. Among them, I now think of a stupid thing. ...

It was noon on a Sunday, and my mother was fast asleep. I was only four years old then. I have no fun. I wandered around the room and somehow came to the mirror. Ah! Why is there a "person" who looks like me walking in front? It's okay if I don't touch it. I was shocked when I touched it. That "man" is actually flat, and he still holds out his hand as if to touch me. I quickly backed off. Ok, how dare you imitate me and see how I deal with you. I slapped, the "person" slapped, I slapped, and the "person" slapped. Oh, it hurts. I feel horrible. I am flat and can move. You can learn from me and hit people. It is broken. It must be a monster. I quickly ran to my mother's bed, grabbed her hand and shouted, "Mom, there is a strange thing over there. He hit me." My mother magically asked me what it was, but I kept pulling my mother in front of the mirror. Strange, there is another monster. I quickly hid behind my mother and couldn't help shivering. Mom looked at it and smiled. I asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at?" Aren't you afraid? "My mother turned to me and said," This is a mirror, not a monster at all. Look at that. "I saw my mother swaying from side to side, and the people in the mirror also swayed from side to side. After my mother told me, I realized that the mirror can "print" people, and people can see their own shadows in the mirror. No wonder it can do what I do!

I couldn't help laughing at the thought of this interesting childhood story. How naive I was when I was a child! As I grow older, I gradually understand that different things need different methods to achieve good results; Otherwise, the consequences will often be counterproductive or even out of control.

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Childhood is colorful, just like beautiful seashells by the sea; Childhood is carefree, just like a wave doll playing all day; Childhood is pure and sweet, just like a clear spring in a mountain stream ... Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing.

That was when I was four years old. I have a kitten at home. Adults always buy fish to feed their kittens. My mother told me, "Kittens love fish!" "I think: since cats love fish and fish love fish food, kittens should also love fish food! So, I decided to help it for a change.

While my grandparents were sleeping, I crept up to the kitten. But the kitten jumped up and down flexibly and hid, so I couldn't catch it. Finally, it took a lot of effort to hold the kitten down. I brought fish food and opened the kitten's mouth. I was about to pour it in. The kitten meowed for mercy and struggled desperately. I stroked the cat's back and whispered, "be patient, I'm helping you change your taste!" " Maybe you'll have to thank me later! Hey hey. "While talking to the kitten, I continued to pour fish food into the cat's mouth: one, two. I finally fell down a little, and the kitten shouted "Meow, Meow ..." more desperately, and her voice seemed to reveal a burst of sadness.

Grandpa followed the sound and saw me feeding fish food to the cat. He quickly stopped me. I spoke my mind unconvinced. Grandpa smiled and said, "Silly boy, how can there be such reasoning?" Cats only like to eat fish, and fish food will make them indigestion. "Say that finish, he handed a fish to the kitten, who grabbed it and squatted down to eat it with relish.

There are too many interesting things in childhood. If they are a string of wind chimes, then memories are a breeze. When they are gently blown, they will ring a crisp and happy bell. ...

Childhood fun composition 600 words

My childhood was full of happiness, fun and sweetness; My childhood is a shining little star, which always shines on my future.

I remember when I was three years old, my mother told me a story about Wang Xizhi's writing practice in Mo Chi. Wang Xizhi dips in the pool water to grind ink and write every day. After writing, he washed his pen in the pond. As time went on, the pond turned black. Only then did Wang Xizhi become a great calligrapher. After my mother finished, she smiled at me and said softly, "Let's practice calligraphy in Mu Zi and become calligraphers in the future!" I didn't understand the meaning of the story, but I pretended to nod.

The next day, I was playing by the pond and suddenly remembered the story of Mo Chi. Roll your eyes and count them in your mind. Ran into the study, took two bottles of ink and poured them into the pond. Black ink slowly spread, and gradually, black enveloped the whole pond. Looking at the pool full of black water, I was ecstatic. Then he moved to a chair and sat down, crossing his legs and humming proudly.

Mom came over and asked, "What are you doing?" "Now, I am a great calligrapher!" I swaggered and hummed a long tune, pointed to the pond and said, "Look, I blackened the water in the west branch of the pond in Rainbow!" " "My mother looked at me doubtfully, ran out to see a pool of black water, and then looked at the empty ink bottle by the pond. She seemed to understand something and couldn't help laughing. While wiping my tears, I panted, "My little Wang Xizhi, I really admire you ..." I also laughed stupidly, and the laughter filled the whole room. ...

Childhood events make me happy, unforgettable and unforgettable. It left a good memory in my memory door.

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Everyone has a childhood; Everyone's childhood is different; Everyone has a different and interesting childhood. Many different and interesting things will happen in childhood. Today, I will tell you an interesting story about my childhood.

That was when I was three years old. I went to grandma's house to play. I ate all the snacks at home and got the idea of a vat. Why do I have the idea of a vat? That's because we have persimmon trees here. When the persimmon is about to mature, we will pick it and put it in a vat. I heard that this can not only prevent persimmon from falling off trees and rotting after ripening, but also make persimmon mature as soon as possible. My idea of playing with vats is actually the idea of playing with persimmons. So, I started to act. While grandma was cooking, I sneaked to the vat and wanted to take some persimmons out to eat. Who knows that the vat is one inch taller than me and I can't reach it. But I am not discouraged. I carefully took out a chair from the hall and put it on the edge of the vat. Then I made a "Longmen Carp yue longmen" and jumped into the "persimmon sea" myself. After more than ten minutes, I ate almost, only to find that I couldn't get out. I grabbed the eaves of the jar with my hands and tried to climb up, but failed. Although I tried many times, I trampled several persimmons. At that time, I didn't lose my temper, because I still had one useless trick, that is, asking my grandmother for help. "Grandma, help. Come and save me. " I shouted with all my might. Grandma heard my shouts and ran out of the kitchen looking for me everywhere. Finally came to the cylinder and found me. Grandma came out of the jar with me in her arms and said with a smile, "You are so greedy! Little devil. " Ha ha ha ha, followed by a burst of laughter.

How's it going? Tell me something interesting about your childhood!

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Childhood stories are like shining stars in the boundless starry sky, which makes people feel warm. Now, let me pick the biggest and brightest one and enjoy it with you.

I am a bubble gum fan. Whenever I chew gum, I can't help but think of the "suicide note" written for gum.

When I was four or five years old, I often chewed bubble gum. My mother was worried that if I swallowed bubble gum, I would die immediately. I was really scared and nodded at once.

But the unfortunate thing finally happened. That day, my grandparents went out to buy food, my parents were at work again, and I was lying on the sofa watching TV and chewing bubble gum. Seeing the wonderful scene, I was so excited that bubble gum slipped down my throat! What are we going to do? I can't help crying. It occurred to me at this time that people who are dying on TV have to write a suicide note. Since I'm going to die, I might as well write one!

So, I took a "thousand pounds" pen, tears streaming down my face, and began to write a "suicide note" one by one. I don't know how long it took, but I finally finished it. He put the "suicide note" on the table and climbed into bed with tears in his eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.

I fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up again in a daze, I felt in a trance that I was dressed in white, with a small lamp on my head and little wings on my back, and went to heaven. I can't help crying at the thought of it. Wait a minute! Why is heaven so like my home? Push the door open-I see grandma and mom cooking dinner in the kitchen!

This brightest star has become the brightest scene in my childhood, and I will cherish it forever. ...

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Childhood fun, like shells on the beach, can't be counted, can't be counted. Only one shell shines in my heart, which I can't forget.

It was a weekend seven years ago. I was reading with relish at home when I suddenly heard my mother call me, "Er Qiao, come out and help my mother wash the vegetables!" " "I rushed out and said to my mother," Mom, this is a piece of cake for me. Don't worry! " "But when I saw the dishes to be washed, I was surprised, because the dishes to be washed were: potatoes, eggplant, tomatoes, cucumbers and so on. Many, many, many in short! I had a brainwave, hey! Got it! I saw that I poured all the dishes into the washing machine, and they were full. I plugged in the bolt and pressed the button, only hearing the sound of zi zi. In the blink of an eye, five minutes passed. I opened the lid and couldn't help but let out a cry, because, except Chinese cabbage, all the other dishes turned into puree! I was afraid of being scolded by my mother, so I ran to my mother in tears and told her everything. I know, mom didn't get angry after listening, but smiled. I grabbed the back of my head and asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at?" "I, I, you, you are so funny! Washing machine, washing machine is used to wash clothes, of course, but why pour vegetables into the washing machine? ! "Say that finish, my mother smiled again.

Summer passed, autumn passed, and my mother asked me to help her wash vegetables again, but my childhood was gone. I won't do anything stupid to wash vegetables in the sun with a washing machine. However, how much I miss the fun of childhood! I said to myself: write them down! In this way, I wrote an interesting story about my childhood

I thought silently and wrote slowly. I saw the girl washing vegetables in the sun and heard the sound of the faucet. I think of my childhood.

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Every time I caress my right hand, many childhood "interesting things" come to my mind, and my thoughts have drifted away unconsciously. ...

I was naughty and careless when I was a child. I always like challenges and excitement. I just turned eight months old, and I have a tendency to climb rocks-I like to climb the top of the sofa. After my efforts, I climbed to the top of the sofa with perfect speed. Once when mom and dad weren't looking, I climbed to the top of the sofa like an arrow. Climbing the "peak", I feel very unhappy, my chin is slightly raised, and there are a pair of shallow dimples on both sides of the crescent moon's mouth, as if demonstrating! Inadvertently, my foot slipped and two beautiful flowers opened on my ass. ...

When I grow up, I am still so naughty. I always make jokes because of naughty from time to time, and I am always "scarred" and black and blue.

Instead of climbing the "peak", I went to play trampoline. There is a mattress in front of the TV at home. I like to jump on this mattress when I watch cartoons. My parents always talk to each other, but I always turn a deaf ear.

When I was in a large kindergarten class, the frequency of trampoline was relatively high. One night, my parents accompanied me to watch cartoons, and I jumped on the bed again. A pair of bright eyes closely followed the animation, and my facial expression changed and danced with the protagonist's experience. I stare at the picture and jump, and I often make some strange noises in my mouth. Suddenly, there are flowers under my feet, "ouch!" " A scream, it turned out that my foot slipped and stepped empty, and the whole person fell heavily on the bed and could not move. My mother quickly picked me up and rushed to the orthopedic hospital with my father. After examination, the ligament of the right hand was strained. Fortunately, there was no fracture, but it was temporarily immobile.

After more than twenty days of nursed back to health, my hand fully recovered. With this lesson, I gradually converged, and I was more complacent when watching cartoons. Everyone's childhood will be ignorant of the world, and sometimes being naughty is the only way. Only when he has experienced it will he know right and wrong. This so-called "don't listen to the old man, there must be a way ahead."

Childhood fun composition 600 words

Childhood is like a palette, which keeps turning and turning, bringing out my colorful memories: childhood is like a Rubik's cube, turning and turning gently, turning out my joys and sorrows.

I still remember that year, my father came back from a business trip and brought me a beautiful clay doll. This little clay doll has chocolate skin. A little sky blue coat, a little pink skirt and emerald shoes, not to mention how chic. A pair of big eyes are embedded in a delicate face, as if there are many beautiful stories to tell you. Under the upturned nose is a cherry-like mouth. Under the sunshine, the clay doll's hair also shines with the golden light of happiness.

As long as I think of this lovely clay doll baby, I am happy from ear to ear.

As the days passed, the clay doll was a little dirty. What should I do? While worrying, I said to myself, "clothes can be washed when they are dirty, and shoes can be washed when they are dirty ... alas, it seems that I have to bathe the clay doll today!" No, who made me like her so much? "

Doing this, humming a ditty, I prepared all the tools for bathing the clay doll according to my mother's method of washing clothes. I washed and washed, carefully. Oh, my God, what's going on? Why is it getting dirty? I'm confused. I brush harder than before.

As you can imagine, from then on, I will never see my inseparable good friend clay doll again. I am so sad that my eyes are swollen like walnuts. Slowly, I grew up and understood the truth.

However, until now, I still feel stupid and cute. Dear friends, do you call me stupid?

Childhood fun composition 600 words

"Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; Childhood songs, happy songs; A string of childhood footprints; The stories of childhood are piled up. " Can this song remind you of a wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as brilliant as the stars. My childhood was wonderful and there were many things worth remembering. ...

My mother loves to make up, so she goes to her room to make up when she is free. My father always said that her mother was a stinker, but I don't think her mother is a stinker. Her mother looks beautiful every time she puts on makeup. I always say, is this woman a fairy?

Once my mother was on a business trip and my father was at work. What about me? Bored at home. I suddenly remembered what was in my mother's room, and I said to myself; Who made my mother so beautiful? As soon as I entered the room, the room was full of boxes. I told myself that I must help my mother clean up. Maybe my mother will praise me. I jumped for joy. I started putting those boxes into the trash can, then threw some bottles into the trash can, then threw the contents of the trash can downstairs, and finally finished. Mom is coming soon, and I want to give her a surprise. As soon as my mother came in, I covered my mother's eyes with my hand. I said, close your eyes and I'll show my mother her room. I thought my mother would be happy, but it turned out to be the antonym of it. My mother was about to cry, crying and saying, I bought new perfume, lipstick, face oil and eye shadow ... you dead girl, I must fight today. I told my father everything about it, and his father doubled up with laughter.

How interesting childhood is! The fun of childhood brought me joy, and childhood was really good.

Childhood fun composition 600 words

In the colorful world, childhood is joyful, childhood is unbridled, childhood is … Everyone has a wonderful childhood of his own, but my childhood is naive.

When I was not at school, I once listened to my parents and told them that I had suffered a lot. The first time I heard the word "loss", I thought: "loss" should be a delicious thing! I should try it, too "

The next day in the street, it suddenly occurred to me. I said to my parents, "I want to lose money." My parents looked at me and didn't know what I was going to do. I said, "Didn't you say you suffered a loss yesterday? Buy me some, too! " Mom and dad laughed at me.

I was clamoring for a loss in the street, and they repeatedly told me that a loss is not a meal, and a loss is not a meal. I think they are using their usual trick to make matters worse, and they also loudly say, "Didn't you all eat yesterday?" Why don't you buy it for me? "But they always repeat their previous answers, and my noise in the street can't make them submit.

After half a year, once I was reading the story of "Kong Rong Rang Pear", my father came up to me and said, "Kong Rong ate a small pear himself and gave the big pear to an adult, and he suffered a loss, but this loss is not a bad thing, but it is still a virtue; We now buy fake and shoddy goods, get cheated, pay a lot but get nothing in return ... This is the real loss.

Now whenever I think of this interesting childhood story, I can't help laughing to myself, but when I think of the reality that many people are suffering in life, my heart is sour.

Childhood fun composition 600 words

We all had many interesting things when we were children. Now when we think of childhood, we think of that ugly thing.

I remember one time, menstruation flew in from far away. I was curious and thought: How did menstruation arrive so soon? How did she get here? Walking? Curious, I asked my aunt, "Aunt, why are you here?" My aunt said, "Me? I came by plane. Why? Do you want to do it? " I quickly said, uh-huh. As soon as my mother heard this, she came over and said, "Silly girl, you can't stay away. What are you doing? " I said, "Hum, I won't talk to you. I'm going to my room. " After a while, my mother said, "Lily, I'm going shopping with your aunt. Stay at home. Besides, my aunt took a chicken there. Be careful. Don't let it go. " I had a brainwave: chicken? Isn't it a "flying chicken"? Hehe, I'll be a "flying chicken" too.

After I saw my mother leave, I quickly took the chicken out of the box and tied its feet with a rope to prevent it from running away. I said, "Yes, I can still' fly chickens'!" At first, the chicken kept flying, and I didn't know what to do. I thought: isn't the plane flying? Can't fly, that's not a plane, right. Finally, I caught the chicken. I said, "Ha ha, I got it. I want to be a "flying chicken"! I also want to sit on the chicken's back like an adult, grab the chicken's neck and shout "fly, fly."

When my mother came back from downstairs, she heard the cock crow and thought something was wrong. She rushed to open the door and made her angry half to death. Mom quickly took me down and saved the innocent chicken.

Childhood, we are an ignorant child, but we all have a lot of ignorant memories. We should cherish our childhood!

Childhood fun composition 600 words

At noon, I was sorting out the bookcase when suddenly an album fell and hit me hard on the head. "Oh, it really hurts!" I opened the photo album, and the first photo was taken by my friend and me. I was seven years old that year ...

In summer, there are many flowers and plants in the community park near my home. I play skateboarding with several partners in the open space in the middle of the park; Play roller skating; Riding a bike ... tired of playing by the pool or catching snails; Or catch crickets in the grass. I have a best friend, and everyone calls him "Brother Tie". Brother Tie didn't want to play with us at first. He thinks we are a group of boring children, and he practices nunchakus well. You know, he is in the fifth grade, and naturally he doesn't want to play with us children who just went to school. But after a long time, the new things we played gradually attracted Brother Tie. We became playmates, and he "taught" us the method of nunchakus. Brother Tie became our leader.

I remember once, catching crickets. We searched carefully in the grass and under the stones. It is not surprising that a partner caught the cricket with one hand at the moment when it escaped. The other playmate was sharp-eyed, and one hand caught two of them. We put the crickets we caught in a glass bottle and returned with a full load. Suddenly, Brother Tie came panting, clenched his fist and said, "Wait for me, there's another one here." However, when he opened his fingers, the cricket lay there motionless and stopped breathing ... A partner said, "Brother Tie, it's time for you to practice some flying skills." We all laughed, and Brother Tie smiled shyly.

I will never forget this interesting childhood story. I gently closed the photo album and put it back on the bookshelf.