No matter in school or in society, many people have written compositions, which require a complete text structure and must avoid endless compositions. Still at a loss for composition? The following are my interesting childhood compositions. Welcome to read the collection. Childhood interesting composition 1 childhood is a colorful picture; Childhood is a melodious music, playing a beautiful fantasy; Childhood is a bouquet of jasmine flowers with pleasant fragrance, which exudes intoxicating fragrance. Recalling the past, I can't help laughing. I think I'm not afraid of anything but the dark, especially when I'm alone at home. In the evening, I especially look forward to the moon's mother-in-law "getting off work" and the sun's father-in-law "standing guard" early. I remember one night when I was seven years old, my parents went on a business trip and left me alone at home. At first, I was glad that I could play with my toys now. "Snoop, Snoop," the light in the living room suddenly flashed a few times and then went out. Ah! No, I ran into the study and locked the door tightly, afraid to come out. However, something unexpected happened, and at this moment, I was in a hurry to go to the toilet. Do you want to go? Go, I said to myself, there are no ghosts in this world, but my mind immediately showed signs of ghosts. Before I could convince myself that I couldn't hold my urine, I had to bite the bullet and walk out of the study slowly. It was dark before my eyes. Suddenly, there was a "tinkling" metal crash in my ear, and then a white light flashed, and I was scared to stay where I was. The door opened and mom and dad came in at the same time. I shouted, "It was you!" "Childhood is so beautiful, so pure, so lovely, from that day on, I am no longer afraid of the dark. Childhood interesting composition 2 opens the floodgate of memory, and the past comes like a flood. The word "childhood" reminds me of happiness, freedom and carefree ... When I was a child, my sister and I both loved to dream of being a star, hoping to be a big star when I grow up! At that time, I thought it was obvious that I was naive when I was a child: walking in the street, everyone wanted to take a look at you and say a few words of praise behind my back. It is because of this wrong idea that my sister and I made a joke. My sister came to my house to play that day, and it happened that my parents had something to do. After watching it for a while, I had nothing to do, so I said to my sister, "Be a star later! """good! But if we go out like this, no one will care. What should we do? "Sister asked me with puzzle. I replied, "Then make up!" My sister thought for a moment and said, "Well, take your mother's cosmetics!" " "At first, I took cosmetics here to help my sister draw, and my sister also took cosmetics there to help me draw. Busy for a long time, finally. I look in the mirror, haha, singing like two big faces, which is really interesting! Just when we wanted to go out, Mom and Dad came back. They burst out laughing as soon as they saw us. Mom smiled and said, "You are really fooling around! "From then on, my sister and I understood that stars are not painted makeup, only people with real skills are stars! Childhood is happy, free and interesting. I like swimming in the ocean of my childhood and remembering interesting things about my childhood. What about you? I will never forget playing tricks on adults with my cousin when I was a child. That day, the sky was overcast, there was a strange silence, and my heart was calm. My cousin and I followed my mother to my aunt's vineyard. The vineyard is full of green and purple grapes, surrounded by fences and bamboo branches. Relatives and friends are interspersed among the branches. On the fertile land, they take care of each other, holding grapes in their hands and wrapping a bunch of grapes in paper to prevent insects from eating them. Only my cousin and I are idle there. After discussion, we decided to play a game to tease adults, but we can't find it yet. First of all, we made three plans: A, B and C: the first one is to insert the standard, the second one is to build a bridge, and the third one is to kill! My cousin smiled and clapped his hands and said to me, "Let adults be caught off guard and let them know that we are powerful." I nodded with a smile, branches in hand, eyebrows high, full of odds. After we quietly inserted the punctuation into the designated position and returned to the base, I walked to the punctuation with my head held high. Cousin also waved wood, ran to punctuation with his mouth open, put the wood in the corresponding place, and made a safe passage for the final plan. The preparations are complete! Next, we picked up the branches we carried with us, turned up the left corner of our mouth and rolled our eyes: We are going to do a very thrilling thing, that is, tease adults! We squatted down, hunched our backs, rolled our eyes, closed our mouths and poked our uncles and aunts in the legs with branches. He touched his leg and went on working. He looked at the grapes and muttered, "What is this?" My cousin and I smiled and gestured. There is a more interesting one. He stamped his foot and handed it to Ikki: "Ah! "Cousin almost fell down. I quickly picked up the stone and bounced it on grandpa's feet and body. Success! I am complacent and enjoy my booty. Grandpa clenched his fist tightly, his eyes were wide open and his face was red. His whole face is like a stove boiling water. " What happened? "Why do things always annoy me?" Grandpa said, I quickly picked up the big leaf and hid beside the post. At this moment, my heart is pounding, a little uneasy, my mouth is closed, and people dare not move. Luckily, there is a bird over there. He thinks it's the bird. His eyes were fixed on it, and he picked up a stone and threw it there. His mouth tilted, his eyes widened, and he said, "So it's you, bird, let's see if you dare next time." The bird flapped its wings, dodged the stone and flew away. It gave me a fright. I broke out in a cold sweat, patted my chest and sighed, but finally showed my lovely front teeth. Cousin, it went well, too. All the adults were arrested. At noon, the sun was high, and my aunt stopped what she was doing and said, "Let's have a rest. We are all tired. Do you think something is hitting you? " Everyone broke up inexplicably, and we went home quietly. Playing this game when I was young was too risky, but I was also very happy! Childhood fun composition 4 childhood fun is like a star, flashing in my childhood sky; The fun of childhood is like a shell, which covered the beach of my childhood; The fun of childhood is like a small fish, swimming around in the endless stream of my childhood ... On the National Day of my first grade, my father drove me and my mother back to my hometown for a unique country trip. Dad travels a lot, and every time he tells me about a business trip, he always mentions the word "plane". When I was in my hometown, I sat on a wooden chair in the yard. Suddenly, there was a cry of "Gou" ... "Gou" floated into my ears, and the rooster flew around the yard. It suddenly occurred to me that the "plane" that Dad said must be a flying "chicken". There are so many chickens here, I might as well try to take a "plane", and my classmates may even treat me. So I kept staring at the big, round rooster, grabbed it with lightning speed, rode on it, and the chicken ran quickly, and I ran with it, feeling high, and the whole person was like flying. The chicken screamed in fear and bumped up and down as if out of breath. Grandma just got back. When she saw it, she shouted, "What are you doing? You are killing chickens. " I said slowly, "flying is really fun." "Flying is a plane in the sky, not a' flying chicken'!" Grandma is in distress situation. At this moment, it dawned on me ... my parents and I went back to my hometown in the summer vacation when I was in the second grade. On the winding road in the country, chocolate beans and the like are scattered in twos and threes. I couldn't help drooling at high altitude in thousands of feet. "Chocolate beans" tempt me like gold! "It's really no trouble to wear iron shoes!" I said to myself. I can't wait to rush up, pick up one and put it in my mouth. I chewed with relish. "Bah" I immediately spit it out. What is this? It smells and tastes bitter. It tastes terrible! Dad came over and looked at me, wondering, "What are you doing?" "I wonder who spilled a lot of shit-flavored chocolate beans on the road!" I said angrily, "Isn't this a deliberate lie?" Dad listened, laughing his head off, and casually said, "This is sheep dung, my silly son!" " "I stare big eyes, can't believe it. My whole stomach is turning upside down. I immediately ran to the stream, gulped down water and washed all the sheep manure off my mouth ... Time flies and the sun flies. Now that I'm twelve years old, it's ridiculous to recall interesting things when I was a child. But my childhood is gone forever. I want to go back to that really colorful and carefree childhood. Life is like a blue sky with clouds of different shapes. Every cloud has an interesting childhood story. Now, let's fly to the sea of clouds, put on the whitest cloud and see the interesting things happening inside. It was particularly sunny that day. My cousin and I are holding a cup and playing the game of picking up stones on the beach. The rules of the game are simple, that is, whoever picks up more stones will win. There are only a few stones in the sand. We dig with our hands and kick with our feet, fighting for speed and strength. It takes a lot of effort to dig a piece. After more than an hour, we didn't stop playing until the sky turned gray and black and we were all exhausted. Let me count how many stones I have picked up myself. Two, four, six, eight ... Ah, just found it in 45 yuan. I counted my brother's again, and counted, hey, I found a piece of dried chicken manure. It really looks like a stone. If I were you, I would mistake it for a stone. I can tell it's dried chicken manure because it smells terrible. Plus it, my brother only picked up 30 yuan. I couldn't help laughing when I watched my brother give up in frustration with dried chicken manure in his hand. There are many interesting things in life. As long as you carefully observe and savor, you will find many interesting things. There is no lack of interest in life, just a lack of eyes to find interest. Childhood Fun Composition 6 "Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer, and only butterflies are parked on the swing beside the playground ..." Whenever I hear this song, I will inadvertently think of childhood fun, and then "giggle" and stand there giggling. I remember it was a sunny noon and I played hide-and-seek with my sister, cousin and brother. My brother caught us first, and the three of us hid in the closet and shouted "OK". Then my brother started looking for us. My brother searched over and over for a long time, but he couldn't find where we were hiding. We are proud of ourselves. Suddenly, with a bang, the three of us fell down at once! What happened? At first glance, we actually collapsed the bottom plate of the wardrobe. The younger brother who came looking for the sound quickly opened the closet and shouted "I found you". The three of us have long been in no mood to play. You look at me, I look at you, we don't know what to do. If my aunt finds out, we will be miserable. Just when we were at a loss, our clever cousin came up with a solution: repair. Let's do it. We'll get a hammer and nails at once, and then carefully restore the bottom plate to its original appearance. "Well, you can get it done. "Sister said, I have a nail in my left hand and a hammer in my right hand. The nail didn't go in and the bottom plate collapsed again. I tried several times in a row, so this method ended in failure. " What shall we do? If we don't get it right, we will be dead when my aunt comes back. "I said." Yes, we put bricks under the floor. "At the critical moment, my sister came up with a way, and we acted immediately. Finally, the wardrobe was repaired by us. In order not to expose the truth, we fled the scene at once. Out of the room, we flew to the back of the house, where there was a small forest, which was our "small world". As soon as I got there, everyone laughed in unison. I laughed enough and asked, "What are you laughing at?" Cousin laughed out of breath and said intermittently, "Cousin, haha ... your ... haha smile ... there are cobwebs on your head ... haha smile ..." When I touched it, my head was covered with cobwebs. Now they laugh more happily. " Stop laughing and let's think about how to deal with my aunt. It's no joke that she found out. "My words really worked, and they couldn't laugh." Let's be consistent, saying that we have never entered the room at all and have been playing in a small world, you know? "I said." I know! "They answered loudly. Maybe we repaired the wardrobe too well, maybe my aunt was too busy, or maybe it was other reasons. Anyway, menstruation didn't find the secret of the wardrobe. That's how we got through it. Although many years have passed, in retrospect, it seems as if it happened yesterday. Oh, childhood is our happiest time. Please hold on tight and don't let it slip away. Childhood fun composition 7 "The pond is full and the rain has stopped. "It rained cats and dogs a few days ago, and the pond was full of rain. The fish kept jumping in the air. Just then, a white light flashed, and my father and I turned our heads to that light. I saw a big fish flying and swinging its tail smartly in the light. Yue longmen, a carp, jumped into another "pond". At this time, my father and I said in unison, "Why don't we catch fish?"! "Just do it, whether the clothes are wet or not. When we see fish, we are like hungry tigers. Everything is ready except the east wind. Fish are alive and kicking. They seem to be challenging us: "Come and get me! Come and get me! "At this moment, I grabbed the net bag and ran to the pond. I saw a fish with red scales and white scales. I turned the net several times in the air, aiming at the fish like Guan Gong playing with a big knife, so I waved the net at it with all my strength. But I have my own plans, fish have fish over the wall ladder. He is like an expert in fish high jump. He jumped over my net bag successfully. As the saying goes, happiness comes too suddenly and falls into my net impartially. Then I thought: Is it a worm in my stomach? Holding the fish, I jumped to my father's side and said to him happily, "Dad, look, what a beautiful fish!" "Without further ado, I saw my dad take the net bag and copy it again, ha! Another fish as thick as a sprinkler, "look, son, my fish is good, too, and you are three points short of color." "Seeing my father's triumphant appearance, I was furious, not to be outdone, and immediately wrote down the gauntlet to my father:" Why don't we fight it out and see who catches the big fish with good colors? " Dad readily agreed. I see a carp. He seems to be wearing golden armor and shining like a victorious general. At this time, my eyes seemed to follow the missile and found a suitable position to catch it. The first time I seized the opportunity, a hungry tiger jumped at the food, but unfortunately it was as fast as lightning and failed to catch it. After a long time, I found that he saw people hiding behind him, so I made a diversion, stood behind him and threw a stone forward. At this time, I seized the opportunity to come to Mount Tai and locked it tightly in the net. Look at dad again. He just caught a big fish. At this time, I was a little disappointed, but the fish seemed to understand my mind. No matter how hard you struggle, it seems that you have the determination to break the larger foe. This fin was so sharp that it suddenly cut through Dad's net and ran away. At this time, dad's mood plummeted like a roller coaster. Haha, I won in the end. This fishing competition is so interesting. Come next time. Childhood fun composition 8 childhood life is like a colorful picture, very beautiful. Many funny things happened when I was a child, which made people laugh in retrospect, but one thing I remember was funny and exciting. I remember when I was five years old, I was still learning Taekwondo. I have learned to scroll, but I don't know why it is so interesting and exciting. Once, when I was practicing my rollover, I suddenly vaguely heard a loud cry. It turned out that my cousin's car was out of control and couldn't stop. She shouted, "Brother Jixiang! Go away, I can't stop! "But, I still roll sideways, can't stop. When I was desperate, I supported myself with one hand and continued to turn over. My cousin's car ran straight into me and drove away through the "cave" supported by my hands, and I stopped. I thought: how exciting! But at this moment, a pot of cold water poured on me and interrupted my thoughts. A voice came from above: "Let you avoid you, but let me fall on you!" " "There was laughter around, and I couldn't help laughing. This is my interesting and exciting childhood, haha! Childhood is like a colorful box, which contains many happy memories. The box not only records our happy moments, but also records our sad scenes, including our innocent smiles and our sad tears. Among them, there is an interesting thing that I will never forget. Now, let me take my time. Before going to school, I was a naughty girl, jumping up and down with older children every day and having a good time. At that time, influenced by many martial arts dramas, I especially liked all kinds of weapons, swords and broadswords, but I couldn't find anything suitable for "weapons" at that time, so I put down the idea. Not long after, I visited my cousin's house, entered the door, chatted with him for a while, and accidentally found something on the windowsill. Ah! Isn't this a sword and shadow? As soon as my eyes lit up, I ran to pick it up and took a closer look. This is my dream weapon. I begged my cousin to give it to me, but he refused to say anything, saying that it was a birthday present specially made for him by his grandfather, and I had to make it. Although I can't get the exquisite wood blade and broadsword, I haven't given up and have been looking for it. But is there anyone around me who can be wood blade? What should I do? Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind. Wood blade can't find it. He can use a stick instead. Sticks are easier to find than wood blade. When I find the stick, I can be a hero like the Monkey King. Sure enough, I found the stick in a few days. Half a man's long bamboo pole is thick, and you can hear the sound of the wind whistling when you swing it. My joy is beyond description. I not only named this stick "Golden Hoop", but also took it out every day to show off with children of the same age. At that time, my neighbor was a big brother, and he liked weapons very much, especially Hong Qigong's "beating the dog with a stick" in the legend of the condor hero. He also got a bamboo pole about the size of my stick and practiced "beating dogs" on TV. I saw that he practiced well, so I followed him. One day, he saw the iron fist of Shaolin Temple on TV, so he took his bamboo pole and knocked it on his head several times. He said it didn't hurt. Let me try. I was so scared that I ran home. I threw away the bamboo pole afterwards, and I was not interested in these weapons. My dream of martial arts is shattered. Now that I think about it, I still feel a little dumbfounded. Childhood is really good, but it's a pity that we will never go back to childhood. The infinite joy brought by childhood is irreplaceable. Childhood will be the best time when we grow up. Childhood fun composition 10 childhood is colorful, and childhood fun is like a shell on the beach. Some shells have been washed away by the waves, but there is one thing that I always remember, and that is a side meal that Zou Jiaxin gave me. When I was in kindergarten, I went to two small classes because of my small birthday. When I was in a small class for the first time, I couldn't even hold the spoon steadily. I had to watch others eat the side food. Zou Jiaxin is one year older than me. She is an older child in the class. He plays better with me. When he saw it, he picked up my spoon and fed it to me spoon by spoon. The students next to him all burst out laughing. From then on, as long as you eat with a spoon, Zou Jiaxin will definitely come and feed me. A year later, Zou Jiaxin was promoted to the middle class, and I continued to attend the second small class and separated from them. A few years later, Zou Jiaxin and I learned to write in the same place. On the first day of reunion, as soon as I entered the classroom, Zou Jiaxin waved to me and asked me to sit next to him. Teacher Tao, who happened to teach writing, saw it and asked, "Do you two know each other?" Before I could answer, Zou Jiaxin said, "That's right. We used to be kindergarten classmates, and I also fed her catering. " Suddenly the whole class burst into laughter. I was a little embarrassed and said, "Can you stop talking at this time?" He smiled at me. Childhood fun is unforgettable, and now I still can't help laughing when I think about it. Childhood interesting composition 1 1 The things we have experienced are like shells that can't be picked up on the beach, like countless stars in the sky, like leaves on trees, which have fallen for a long time, but there is always one thing that you will never forget.

One sunny morning, the sun shone on the window through the treetops. It's sunny outside, which is a good start to the day. The air outside is fresh, the birds in the trees are singing and dancing happily, and the wind blowing in the distance seems to be dancing with them. The leaves sway with them, and the flowers and trees on the ground are particularly fresh and beautiful. There is a clear stream next to it, which gradually disappears in the distance. I still remember one time, I went there with my friends and had a good time. Groups of friends jump in the stream, and some even climb trees to dance with birds and talk with flowers. Suddenly, I tripped over a stone on the ground and fell into the river, cutting my foot and bleeding. We didn't know what to do, so we poured water on our feet and tried to draw blood. But my feet really hurt when the water ran through the wound, but we stopped this stupid idea. A friend said, I found some grass to stop bleeding, so they found some grass and rubbed it. Then put some water on my feet and put it on my feet. It did stop the bleeding, but there was still a feeling of pain, so we decided to go home. When we got home, we found our parents to help us find a way to solve the problem, so our parents found some medicinal materials, a piece of gauze and some thread, put the medicine on our feet, then picked up the gauze and wrapped it around our feet, then wrapped it around the gift and tied it into a bow. Then they told me not to touch the water, and we'll dress it tomorrow. Remember, be sure to tell your parents that you can't dress yourself up and find medicine, and tell them that it is right to do so. In the future, I will know that whenever I encounter difficulties, I must tell my parents that we can't solve them by ourselves. My parents have experienced more than us and know more than us. If we encounter any difficulties, we should first ask their opinions and how they solved them. Only in this way can we become the pride in our own eyes. Only in this way can I become a good boy. I also learned more from this incident. I still have to listen to my parents, because the decisions made by my parents will not harm us, and they are all for our sake. So we still have to listen to our parents, don't let them down, be their good children, be their pride and give them a sense of accomplishment. Childhood interesting composition 12 Everyone has a colorful childhood. Childhood is like a painting, and we have no time to recall it. Many things happen in childhood. Let's open the door of memory and recall the most perfect childhood anecdote. I remember one time when my mother was not at home and I was the only one at home. The dog came to my side to play, and suddenly an idea came into his mind. Dog hair is so long, why not cut it? I cut the dog's hair in a mess. My mother came back and asked me what had happened. I told my mother about it. My mother smiled and cried and said to me, "The hair on the dog is for the warmth of winter, just like people need to wear cotton-padded jackets in winter." In summer, people need to take off their cotton-padded jackets and put on thin clothes. So are dogs. In summer, they "take off their cotton-padded jackets", so there is no need to cut their hair. There are many colorful things in childhood, which are often so naive. Childhood days are always so blue, childhood things are always so sweet, and childhood things are always remembered in our hearts. Childhood anecdote composition 13 "Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer ..." A familiar voice from the window reminds me of an anecdote when I was a child. It was a hot summer and many people in our village went to the beach to play. When they came back, I overheard them say, "That plane …" I thought, what does that flying chicken look like? Thinking about it, a chicken came. The chicken thought I was going to catch it and flopped into the henhouse. I thought again: Huh? Is this a flying chicken? No, I have to ride it! That afternoon, I started my plan. I sneaked into the henhouse. Seeing the chicken in the nest, I rushed over. The chicken was frightened and pecked my finger hard with its mouth. My finger was pecked, but I didn't want to give up and put it on its back. The chicken had no strength, so I quickly took the belt out of my backpack, then took out a small quilt and tied it with a belt. Just when grandma came back, I couldn't wait to shout, "grandma, come and see, I'm riding a flying chicken!" " "Grandma listened to, clutching his stomach and laughed. Mom and dad rushed over and asked, "What's the matter?" Grandma pointed her finger at me, but she was still laughing. Before I came to my senses, my parents laughed with my grandmother ... Although my grandmother told me what a plane was later, I couldn't help laughing when I remembered it. I am a fifth-grade student now. In the evening, I often sit on the stairs and look up at the sky, recalling the interesting things of my childhood. Thinking about thinking, the corners of the mouth involuntarily rose slightly. One thing is still fresh in my memory, which I will never forget. This happened when I was five or six years old. That day, my old uncle and I went to the field to bake sweet potatoes. Because it was winter at that time, there were only some dry and unwanted crop straws left in the farmland, so there was no need to worry about being scolded and driven away for damaging other people's crops. First, I found a flat ground, dug a small hole with the shovel I brought, and then I found some clods. My uncle said that the sweet potato baked in this way is original, and it can be regarded as falling leaves! Then we put the sweet potato in it. These sweet potatoes were planted by grandma herself and watered with grandma's sweat. Then, I found some dry crop stalks that can be used as firewood. I lit firewood with a lighter, and the lit firewood made a "crackling" sound. Naive, I danced with this sound, and this "crackling" "singing" added infinite fun to our lonely time. Two minutes later, I was young and ignorant, and I couldn't wait to pick out the sweet potato. I took a bite, "oh! "My front tooth, which was about to fall out, was broken by this sweet potato. I didn't cry, but dug a small hole, buried my tooth in it, and then poured some water, hoping to grow a tooth tree. After a while, my uncle saw the black hole in my mouth and asked, "What happened to your tooth? "I explained what happened to my uncle. I called him an old scholar because his teeth leaked. Hearing this, my uncle laughed my head off. I put the sweet potato back and squatted in front of the pit until it was cooked. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up the ash in the pit and blew it all on my face without a trace. At this time, my face was black, just like an African native. An hour later, the sweet potato is ripe. I picked it out of the ashes, peeled it off and held it in my hand. But the sweet potato was too hot, so I had to take it alternately. It's very interesting, just like a circus clown catching a ball. I think sweet potatoes must be delicious. As I expected, I took a bite, tasted My Sweetie, and felt flattered. Now, the story of baked sweet potato and my uncle in the field often comes to mind, but I have grown up and will never be so naive as I was a child. Hey! There is no turning back. Recalling those happy times when I was a child, I really want to go back to the past. If you want to say the deepest impression, it is that the eagle catches the chicken. What excites us is a section on physical education class. At that time, we were only in the second grade, and many of our classmates were unknown to us. He Laoshi came up with the topic of catching chickens! We began to choose roles. After some thinking, we asked He Laoshi to be an eagle. Let Huang Qinyuan be a hen, and the others are chickens. At the beginning of the game, the "eagle" caught the two "chickens" at the back in one breath, and the "hen" was unwilling. First, it made a 360-degree rotation to scare the eagle. This time, the "eagle" came a little slowly, and was stopped by the "hen" at once, and the "eagle" trick was about to come out. But in the end, He Laoshi didn't grab as many "chickens" as there were in the chicken pile, and we won. Ah, it was really the eagle catching the chicken that left a deep impression on me!