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2010-12-08 18:48 Childhood life is like a bolt of lightning, flashing before my eyes. However, the interesting stories from my childhood seem to be engraved in my mind and cannot be erased. I can’t help but laugh when I think of them.

One time, my mother bought a big bag of vegetables. When she saw me lying on the sofa watching TV, she said, "Xiao Chun, can you help my mother wash the vegetables?" "Okay!" I said He readily agreed. After my mother finished speaking, she went to the living room to watch TV. I walked into the kitchen and saw a large bag of vegetables on the platform, including a large handful of cabbage, three large roots of eggplant, five or six tomatoes... I was stupid. There were so many dishes, so I was asked to wash them when I was just in kindergarten. "Ah, yes!" I shouted. Doesn't my mother usually put so many clothes into the washing machine and wash them together? Then I won’t do the same? Wait a minute, maybe my mother will praise me! Thinking of this, I picked up the large bag of vegetables and went to the washing machine. I stood up on tiptoes and opened the lid of the washing machine, carefully put the vegetables in, then closed the lid again, and finally pressed the power button. Listening to the "booming..." sound of the washing machine starting, I sat on the sidelines and thought about how smart I was. After a while, I thought, have the dishes been washed? Hey! The dishes don't need to be rinsed dry. After thinking about it, I stood up from my seat and pressed the button of the washing machine to stop the washing machine. When I opened the lid of the washing machine and took a look, "Ah!" I was really surprised. Where are the dishes? Seeing that the cabbage was left with "bare commander", and the eggplant seemed to have been gnawed by mice, it was covered in bruises; and the tomatoes were gone... I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat. What should I do now? Mom spent money to buy so many vegetables, but I washed them like this. It’s really more helpful! "Xiao Chun, have the dishes been washed? I'm going to cook." Mom walked into the kitchen and shouted. I kept silent, "Put oil on the soles of your feet - run away!" Then I got into my small room and locked the door...

I couldn't help but laugh when I thought of this interesting childhood incident. How innocent I was in childhood! As I grow older, I gradually understand that different things require different methods to achieve good results; otherwise, the consequences will often be counterproductive or even unmanageable.

Childhood is like a colorful river, one beautiful wave after another, full of interesting things, happy things, hard things and silly things. Among them, there is one silly thing that I can still remember...

When I was a child, I was innocent and lively, but I was most afraid of heat. As soon as summer comes, I clamor for cold drinks. One day, the sun was blazing, so my grandma bought me a popsicle and went to work. When I saw the popsicle, I was so excited that I ate it one bite at a time. When the little flower dog saw it, he barked at me crazily. The ferocious look in the little flower dog’s eyes scared me to death. My hands trembled, oh, the popsicle fell to the ground, and the white popsicle turned into jet black. My face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy. I was wandering in the corridor, and when the clothes hanging on the hangers caught my eye, I had an idea, yes, let's have a rinse popsicle. I immediately brought a basin of water and carefully put the popsicles into the water. Didn’t grandma always say that just scrubbing your clothes back and forth with your hands will make them clean? I rolled up my sleeves and "ran" back and forth on the popsicles with my little hands. I was so happy when I thought about my grandma coming back and seeing me so capable and smart. After half a minute, beads of sweat as big as beans oozed out on my forehead. Seeing that the time was almost up, I quickly grabbed three large handfuls of washing powder and sprinkled it into the basin. I happily looked at my "masterpiece" and walked away.

At that time, I was innocent and proudly came to show off among my friends: "Don't you know? Today, I - did an amazing thing, wash - stick - Bing. How about that? You just can’t think of it.” My friends looked at me in confusion. After saying that, I patted my butt and strode forward.

I stumbled to the small basin and was about to pick up the popsicles to eat. I found that the popsicles were gone, leaving only a small wooden stick. When I saw this scene, I burst into tears. At this time, the little flower dog ran over. Every move of the little flower dog in the afternoon flashed through my mind. I insisted that the little flower dog stole my popsicle.

After a while, grandma came back. Seeing my unhappy look, she asked me what was wrong. I told grandma everything. Grandma laughed heartily after hearing this, but I stared with two big eyes, wondering what was going on...

The exercise describes a silly thing the author did when he was a child - washing popsicles, after reading It makes people laugh, and at the same time, a naive, lively, and a little "silly" little girl

Childhood is like a box filled with candies. Childhood is like a string of colorful pearls, full of innocence and joy. My childhood was very interesting, let me tell you an interesting story.

That was one day when I was four years old. My mother said: "We have run out of candy at home. Go and buy a bag of candy for your mother." Then she gave me 10 yuan to sell. I came to the canteen and sold a bag of candy. On the way, I bit open the bag of candy with my pointed "mouse teeth", took some candy with my fingers, and licked it. It was sweet and delicious, but I accidentally I hit the candy on the ground, and the white sandy candy was all over the floor. I thought to myself: "What can I do?" I picked up the candy from the ground, but there was a lot of soil and sand mixed on the ground. I thought: "My mother will definitely scold me. Suddenly I remembered that my mother usually cooks and washes rice, so I wash the sugar." I quietly returned home, but seeing that my mother was not there, I sneaked into the bathroom and put the sugar in a basin with water. I followed the way my mother washed rice, washed the sugar, and soaked it. When I went to get the sugar, there was no sign of the sugar. At this time, my mother came back. I ran to my mother crying and said, "Mom, I washed away the sugar." My mother smiled and said, "Silly boy, sugar will melt when it comes into contact with water." I also laughed.

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, 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 been hit by my 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.

Childhood is a beautiful memory, which records our joys, sorrows and joys. There was a very interesting thing in my childhood.

That happened during the holiday in October this year. On October 3rd we arrived at our hometown Anjishan. Strange to say, the scenery there is so beautiful with mountains and water, why not become a scenic spot? In the morning, under the leadership of two sisters and an adult, I went to catch crabs together. We found the footprints left by crabs by a small stream.

We kept walking forward along the footprints left behind. "Look! Crab!" I pointed forward. They looked in the direction I pointed, and it was really a crab! We ran over, and my uncle tried his best to crawl the crab left and right. "I finally caught it!" my uncle shouted. A few of us took out a plastic bag and put the crabs in it.

When we got home, we found a small jar, poured a little water in it, and put the crabs in it. It's so fun, we can't put it down, the crab doesn't seem to think we have a good impression of it, it just feels like we're torturing it. My sister also tried to touch it, and I touched it too. "Oh! It hurts me so much, it's a crab!" I cried. From then on, I no longer had a good impression of Crab and ignored him.

This is an interesting thing from my childhood.

Childhood is the most precious asset in life, and childhood games are rare gems. Whether you are poor or rich, childhood will become the most tempting thing in life day after day. Human magnetic field.

My home is in the countryside, and all my good childhood memories are in the late 1970s. At that time, every family had several children, and life in the countryside was very poor. It was good to have enough food to fill the stomach. There was really nothing to play with. Apart from skipping rope, kicking shuttlecock, and hide-and-seek, what I liked and was best at was playing. Bone joints are divided into sheep joints and pig joints. Each pair costs four pieces. There was no money to buy them at that time, so we had to rely on our own efforts. But everyone’s life was tight, and it was considered good to be able to kill a pig all year round. Besides, the pig head and You have to wait until the second day of February to eat pig's trotters, when the dragon raises its head. You have to wait two years to get a pair of trotters. Most children don't have that patience. Fortunately, I was pretty smart, so finding foreign aid became the only shortcut. Because I was very popular because of my good academic performance, the little boy at my desk exchanged two pig bones for the "right to copy homework" for a semester. In my second grade, I I finally have my own "toy", which is so beautiful in my heart.

Whenever I have free time, I find friends to play with. Due to my aura and persistence, I soon became proficient in playing. However, my hands are too small and my pig bones are big, so I can’t play that well. Conveniently, when I saw other people's small sheep joints, I became ambitious again. Because it was a production team system at that time, ordinary members did not have the power to kill sheep... During the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, the team decided to kill sheep. Several sheep were distributed among the members, and I couldn't wait to get the lamb. I privately decided to exchange half a pound of mutton for four sheep hind leg bones, for which I received a scolding from my father. Despite this, I was still moved, and I secretly held happiness in my hands and "handed it" to my childhood.

Childhood makes the mountains greener and the water bluer. There are dense birch forests on the mountains, dozens of families with smoke curling from the mountains, and three generations of grandparents and six brothers and sisters live in the three thatched houses at the head of the village. People, hard-working father, kind mother, the one with two braids is me... Although the world is very big and time flies very fast, there is always an unchanging dream of hometown in a corner of my heart. The pain of childhood, the joy of childhood, the footsteps of childhood, the smiling face full of vigor and vitality, and the unknown secret of childhood. In the life mileage of flying sand and stones, success, failure, honor and disgrace, the games of childhood are a thread that stays in the heart forever. scenery.

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. But 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 myself every day to see if I was growing taller. 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 the 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 when I came to carve, I didn't carve my height on the tree before. It's below the line." I said while pointing 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 her face, she patted my head, who was looking at her blankly, and said, "Fool, 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 me who was short, 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...

Haha! My childhood was like this, full of silly things, like bathing the snow doll, shaving my eyebrows...it was just so many interesting things and silly things that made up that colorful childhood. Childhood, a nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am no longer so stupid. I believe that the interesting things in childhood will become the most beautiful memories in my life.

Childhood is Colorful, like beautiful shells on the seaside; childhood is carefree, like wandering dolls playing all day long; childhood is innocent and sweet, like clear spring water in mountain streams, I can't help but think about childhood. I remembered an interesting thing.

I remember that one time, when I was four or five years old, my grandma gave each of me and Juju a high-grade milk candy that made people drool at the first sight. , This made our two "little greedy cats" very happy.

Neither of us wanted to eat it. I said, "Shall we eat it?" "Okay, let's eat together!" "JuJu agreed. My hands and feet were quick, and I opened it in one or two strokes. I took out the candy and stretched my neck to see JuJu's. When I saw her candy, I became anxious:

" Yours is bigger than mine! "

"Where? I'm missing something here! ”

“Humph, mine melted! ”

“Your color is thicker and you have more milk! "

"..."

We fought back and forth to no avail, and we all felt that we were at a disadvantage. But when it was said that we wanted to change, we turned around quickly, and no one was willing. We Start eating sweets, “1, 2, 3! "We ate together. Wow! It's so sweet, so fresh, and so fragrant! After eating for a while, I said: "Take it out and see if you are bigger than me!" ""good! "Juju said, putting the candy on the tip of her tongue like a pug. I also stuck out my tongue like her, but she said she couldn't see clearly, so I had to put the candy on the tip of my tongue, with half of the candy outside. And I 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 the tip of my tongue accidentally fell to the ground. It was no coincidence that I rushed forward with my right foot. I was facing that candy, oh, what should I do? It was too late to say that, before I could recover, I had already stepped on the "baby". I was really anxious and angry: "You are so angry." A rotten dog, a rotten dog, a dead dog! "I aimed a kick at the dog's belly. The dog was so frightened that he ran away quickly. I raised my foot and broke off the candy stuck to the sole with my hands. I looked left and right, reluctant to throw it away. "Throw it away, don't you still want to throw it away? Want to eat? "JuJu said sarcastically. I rubbed my hands covered with sugar involuntarily, and stared at JuJu's mouth with my eyes, just to let me see the toffee. I kept swallowing my saliva, wishing for her He spit out the candy and gave me half a piece to eat. I couldn't bear to watch it anymore. I felt my nose was sore and my tears were flowing down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat...candy...I want to eat it." Eat...candy..."

Now, Father Time has arrived and has taken my childhood away in a hurry. I will not worry about a piece of candy like before, let alone cry. Thank you, Father Time.