Interesting Stories from Childhood (Eleven Volumes)

Childhood is colorful, like beautiful shells on the beach; childhood is carefree, like wandering dolls playing around all day long ;Childhood is pure 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!"

"Your color is thicker and you have 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 tried 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, and my right foot happened to be 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 aimed at the dog's belly and kicked him, 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..."

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. Thanks to Father Time, because he compiled childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book and printed it in our hearts.

(2)

Speaking of childhood, there are endless experiences. Human childhood is full of innocence, romance, and innocence. Childhood is the most wonderful thing in life. I am a flower. Let’s talk about happy childhood...

When I was three years old, I was very naive. I would always ask: Why do planes fly in the sky, why do birds swim in the water, why is the moon round, why do I use money to buy delicious food... ··Countless thoughts accompany childhood, really "one hundred thousand thoughts". , I came to the dining table to have lunch, and the doorbell rang.

I immediately jumped off the chair and ran to the door. It took a lot of effort to open the door. Yes, my colleagues came to my house. I immediately ran to the kitchen to cook. When I heard about it, I immediately put down what I was doing and ran out of the kitchen to entertain the guests. One of the guests gave me a piece of white paper and asked me to go out and buy ice cream. As soon as I heard about the ice cream, I picked up the white paper and Out. Treating the white paper as banknotes, I went to the door of the shop to buy ice cream. The owner of the shop refused to sell it, so I asked him why he didn't want to sell it?

The shop owner said money, but I stubbornly refused to leave the shop, making the shop owner cry and laugh. I had an ice cream. At that time, I just bought something good to eat with nothing. When I came back, I was very naive at that time.

(3) What is childhood? Childhood is happy, where is the happiness? In winter, I play snowball fights in the snow and build snowmen. Childhood is sad, where is the sadness? I was very naughty and would be beaten and scolded by my parents almost every day when I came home.

When I was young, my elder brother and younger brother played at my house. We were discussing: "What game should we play?" After a while, I said: "I have play house toys at home, let's play house." My brother and the younger brother agreed, so I picked up the toys from the cabinet. Get toys. This is our division of labor: my brother boils water, my brother cooks rice, and I cook vegetables. My brother's water was boiled, but he hadn't filled it yet, and the room was suddenly filled with steam. My brother and I both laughed to death, and his face suddenly turned as red as a peach blossom. Since then, he has been more serious about his work! The younger brother started to cook the rice. He was afraid of adding too much water, so he put in a little water. After it was cooked, he opened the rice cover and ate it raw. My brother and I laughed and said: "If you put too little water, of course it will be raw." After this incident, my brother learned to put the water evenly when cooking. Then I started cooking because I was nervous. , I forgot to put in the oil. After burning, I tasted the taste - it was too bland. My elder brother and younger brother said thoughtfully: "It's so difficult to do something." After this incident, I understood the hard work of my parents, and at the same time I discovered that it is not easy to do something well.

My childhood was like this, full of joy and wonder.

(4) Happy Childhood

Childhood is like a string of colorful bubbles, filled with innocence and childishness; childhood is like a colorful rainbow, weaving countless innocence and Happy; childhood is a beautiful song, beating with lively and interesting notes. Looking back now, I feel nostalgic and ridiculous at the same time.

When I was in first grade, I already knew a lot about animals. Whether they are flying in the sky or crawling on the ground, I know a little bit about them, but it is the chicken that puzzles me the most. Like other birds, it also has a pair of wings. However, I have seen that it cannot fly higher than the low wall in the yard. So, I have always dreamed that one day it would spread its wings and fly high. On Sunday, my parents both went to work overtime, which was like "a sparrow fell into a rice vat--lucky" for me. I took out the majestic and high-spirited big rooster from the chicken coop in the yard and let it accept this plan A. The plan began. I led the big rooster with the plumpest feathers to an uninhabited dead end, and then led out its fierce rival, the dog. Sure enough, the temperament of the dog that had been chained in the yard all day changed drastically. He suddenly broke free from the chain in my hand, jumped forward, and stared at the big rooster eagerly, as if thinking about how to enjoy the "meal" in front of him. The chicken ran around in the dead end as if it had encountered a ghost. How could a dog give up? It was like a tiger descending the mountain and pounced on the chicken. In desperation, the miracle I had been waiting for finally happened - the chicken flapped its wings and flew up. Just when I thought the chicken would fly in the sky like a swallow, who knows, it settled on the wall again like before.

It seems that my plan A is "the cactus blooms - it turns yellow". I was so angry that I wanted to immediately invent a potion that could make the chicken fly and let it drink it, so that my wish would come true as soon as possible. Just when I was racking my brains to develop the second plan, the chicken was like a victorious general, holding his head high and pacing on the wall casually. This really made me "add fuel to the fire", I thought to myself: "Humph, you ungrateful stinky rooster, dare to go against me, your intention is to 'light up a lantern and carry excrement - looking for excrement (death)'." I thought hard, Finally came up with a perfect plan B. I immediately grabbed a handful of millet from the kitchen and placed it on the ground not far from the chicken. Then I hid behind a big banyan tree to see what the chicken would do. Haha, as expected, the chicken couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food. He jumped off the low wall and ran over to taste the delicious food delivered to his door. You little thing is always so greedy. How about you, you got fooled this time! I made a sneak attack from behind the chicken, caught it, threw it up hard, and let it do a "volley and spread its wings" ".

"Long live Plan B!" "Long live Plan B!" Just as I was intoxicated with joy, the guy suddenly did a "180-degree somersault", spreading his wings side by side like a skydiver, and only heard "whoosh" With a sound, the chicken landed safely on the ground again. Seeing that it was so ignorant of lifting, I angrily jumped on it again...

Before I knew it, my parents came back. Seeing that I was panting from exhaustion and out of breath, they asked What happened to me? I hesitantly told them the ins and outs of the matter, but what I got in return was laughter. Dad stroked my head and said, "Silly boy, the chicken's wings have degenerated, how can it fly?"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from my house, and this laughter spread throughout the country. Every corner of my childhood, this laughter is something I will never forget.

There are so many kinds for you to choose from. They are guaranteed to be hand-made. I hope there will be reward points. . . I was very tired from playing. . . . Maybe some words are wrong. . . .