In my small photo album, I cherish a funny photo. There is a five-or six-year-old girl standing on a mighty stone lion, crying, and tears are falling down! This child is me when I was young.

At that time, my father worked in an army in Beijing. One day, my parents took me to the western suburb park to play. An uncle in the same trade is my father's colleague. He is a photographer and often takes pictures of people. When he went to the park this time, he hung a small and exquisite camera around his neck. When we arrived at the park, we took a photo at one place, which was very happy.

Later, we came to a lion. I looked up, oh, what a powerful lion! Sharp claws, round eyes, huge body, thick limbs, it has a big mouth, which is really scary! I can't help hiding behind my mother, and sometimes I look at the lion timidly. My mother didn't pay attention to my expression and smiled and said, "Take a picture here!" " She wanted to hug me to the lion, and I screamed, "No, I don't!" " I desperately broke free from my mother's hand. "What's the matter?" Mom froze. "Lions are stone and don't bite." Dad probably saw my mind, went under the lion, patted the lion on the back and said to me, "Look, the lion didn't open his mouth to eat me!" " I still refuse to go. My mother seemed to deliberately oppose me and forced me to the stone lion. I was so scared that my whole body stood on end. When my parents saw this, they all burst out laughing. The uncle also laughed his head off. I was angry and burst into tears. Who knows, they are not in a hurry, but they laugh even more happily. I'm so angry that my chest is falling, my face is burning, and I'm about to jump with my feet open.

The uncle blinked and suddenly clicked the shutter at me, and my ridiculous appearance was taken into the camera.

Now, whenever I see this photo, I can't help laughing. Ah, how interesting!

A beautiful past.

The waves of time beat on the beach of life again, and there are many precious shells on the beach. Pick up one at random and bring back unforgettable memories ...

When I was tidying up the drawer, I accidentally found a dark, personalized ballpoint pen "sleeping" in the corner of the drawer, and there was no place to use it. This is, I suddenly remembered, this is a pen that has been "used" ...

That autumn, I still remember walking home with a math test paper in my hand. I thought: I failed the math exam again. I hate math. I'm sure I'll never do well in math again!

The wind gently rolls up the numerous autumn leaves on the ground and the worries all over the place. "Hey, what's the matter with you?" A loud and honest voice interrupted my sorrow. It was him, and I walked on without paying attention, but he immediately stopped me in front and said solemnly, "I'm not here to laugh at you, I'm here to help you."

"Well, tell me what can help me?" Since he didn't come to dig at me, I'll see what tricks he is playing.

He pulled out a dark ballpoint pen from his trouser pocket, and then he took my hand and patted it in mine. "This is the test pen when I won the first place in the exam. I think it will definitely help you." With that, he ran away in a hurry.

I threw the pen into my pencil case. "Who believes this thing can work!" " I said to myself contemptuously.

Time, like the wind, quietly blew the math exam in front of me. When I got the math test paper, I was at a loss. Once I encountered a slightly difficult topic, I scribbled on the draft paper in a panic, and I had no idea to solve the problem. As it happens, my pen is out of ink. When I rummaged through my pencil case for a replacement refill, I found the dark ballpoint pen that had been lying in the pencil case. Anyway, now I'm at my wit's end. I might as well try this written test and see if it can bring me good luck.

When I held the pen, confidence and courage poured into my heart. I quickly wrote a series of questions that I had been puzzled by, and it was the first time that I felt very refreshed in the math exam.

The autumn wind caressed my face, "I say autumn is better than spring", which is like a pleasant spring breeze. I walked home with a satisfactory math test paper.

Later, he said that the pen was just an ordinary pen, and he did it to make me confident. I said, this is a pen that he "used".

Now, I'm looking for a delicate and beautiful box, and I'll gently put that pen and that beautiful past into the box, and I'll cherish them ...

A beautiful past.

Open the door of my memory, and what emerges in front of everyone is a piece of the past. Among these past events, there are many that I still remember deeply, such as the game of pulling fishing nets, sticking plasters, the game of the eagle catching chickens, and the game of throwing handkerchiefs ... Among so many past events, the one that I remember most vividly and think best is playing house games with my partners when I was a child.

I remember it was a sunny afternoon. My friends and I play house games at home. We take out props and put them on the table, and then assign roles. Finally, we decided that Xiaohong and Xiaoli and I would be employees of the hotel, Xiaoxue and Xiaoqi would be "vegetable sellers" and others would be "guests".

First of all, Xiaoli and I went to Xiaoxue and Xiaoqi's "food stall" to buy food. Xiaoli and I chose from left to right, and finally decided to buy eggs, pumpkins, vegetables, corn and lotus roots. Among these things, the so-called eggs are beads, pumpkins are made of orange plasticine, vegetables are made of green plasticine, and corn and lotus roots are replaced by similar building blocks.

After buying "vegetables" and finishing everything, our "restaurant" opened.

To our surprise, guests came as soon as our hotel opened. At this time, the waiter Xiaohong quickly came to the guest, sent a glass of water and handed the menu, and enthusiastically asked the guest what he needed.

After a while, Xiaohong came to the kitchen and said, "A plate of fried noodles and a cup of chrysanthemum tea." Xiaoli brings a cup of "chrysanthemum tea" to Xiaohong, and the top of the little red horse gives it to the guests. I quickly "fried noodles". After a few minutes, the noodles were fried, and after the dish was loaded, watching the fried noodles exude a burst of "fragrance" made people "salivate". Xiaohong picked up the noodles and said in a naive voice, "Serve!"

Gee, how did I hear someone ask me if this face is true or false? Tell everyone, this noodle is made of plasticine.

Just then, Xiaoxue and Qi came. It turned out that they came to drink "mung bean porridge" to relieve the heat.

I quickly cooked the "mung bean porridge", then put it in the refrigerator to cool it, and quickly asked Xiaohong to serve it.

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This is a memorable and beautiful past. This incident recorded the innocence and cuteness of my childhood!