Childhood, some people say that childhood is happy, some say that childhood just becomes our memories, some say that things in childhood always float in my mind, some say that things in childhood are also Gradually forgotten. And I think there were joys and sorrows in childhood, but those joys are now just memories.

I remember that time when I was very young, I played with you eating bubbles. I unscrewed the bottle cap, took out the bubble-eating tool, put it to my mouth and blew gently. You see! Some tilted their heads and blew, some raised their heads and blew, some jumped and laughed chasing soap bubbles, some urchins in colorful clothes chased and played in the air, and some three or four wanted to say something together. Whispering, some groups were slowly falling like paratroopers. Look, everyone is playing so well. Not to be outdone, I dipped my blowpipe in soapy water and blew gently. Sure enough, a small colored ball emerged from the mouth of the pipe, getting bigger and bigger, spinning in circles around the mouth of the pipe, and became a "big treasure gourd." I carefully blew the "big treasure gourd" on the table, and then Blow two small bubbles on it and it becomes a "Mickey Mouse"! But these are just memories!

And now I feel that I have become depressed, as if I have entered a narrow alley like a maze and can never find a way out. And every time I worry, it's like pulling out the silk from a spider's belly, wrapping around my heart, making me feel flustered. Every time I was wronged, I would not cry out, I would just keep it in my heart. I didn’t want too many people to know. . My heart seems to have been closed by me for a long time. I no longer want anyone to know my thoughts, even just a little bit. Those fragmentary things in my childhood are not worth remembering, and I don’t have the strength to remember those past events that only make me sad. When it rains, I want to stand in the pouring rain and get wet. I want to run on the playground forever in the drizzle. When it rains, I will stare blankly at the scene of rain outside the window.

We cannot be children forever, but some people will always be children. We can recall our childhood, but some people don’t want to recall their childhood, because it’s just a faint memory, a fleeting moment, something... Those are just broken, and they don’t want to put them back together.

Childhood

"On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer..." Whenever I hear this song, my heart is like the wind blowing across the lake. The ripples of the circle unknowingly recall my colorful childhood...

Childhood is full of childishness and laughter; childhood is full of naughty and happiness; childhood is full of challenges and competition, which makes childhood more interesting. Charming, but childhood was also accompanied by sadness and regret.

Looking back on the past, looking at what is added and what is missing now, it seems that the period from elementary school to junior high school has increased the tasks and pressure of learning and abandoned the joy and freedom of childhood. It adds the maturity and grace of a teenager, but lacks the childishness and naughtiness of a primary school student. If you think about it carefully, the rise in this stage adds color to our growth, but the innocence and joy of childhood fly away like a butterfly and never fly back...

Childhood is not only filled with laughter but also sadness. The disputes and conflicts I had with my classmates are still in my memory. The frictions I had with my teachers also made me realize the teacher’s devotion to our education. From the speech competition, no matter how sad the results were, it became an important experience for me to hone myself! Childhood also pays for us all the time.

Everyone has a childhood, and the interesting things in childhood are like the various shells on the seaside, which sparkle in the company of the sea water and exude colorful brilliance. There are countless interesting things in childhood. And now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand, which is also one of my most unforgettable childhood fun things.

I remember when I was a child, there was an orange tree planted in my yard that was planted with me when I was born. I often used a knife to carve a mark on the trunk of the tree to measure my height every day. Looking at the horizontal lines, I really look forward to growing taller quickly. One day, I suddenly found that I was shorter than the mark. 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 me, put me on the chair and asked: "Why is it so?" Say it!" I quickly jumped off the chair, took my mother's hand, pulled her to the yard and pointed, "I use a knife to carve my height on the tree every day, but today I carve the height on the tree before. 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 into laughter for no apparent reason. She laughed so hard that she couldn't even stand up straight, and tears came out. She patted my head, who was staring at her blankly. Said: "Fool, it's not that you are short, it's that the tree is taller. Don't do such stupid things in the future." I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that 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...

I love my childhood, my classmates, my teachers, and everyone in my childhood who gave me guidance, care and blame. I also love the joy and sorrow that my childhood gave me...

"On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer..." My beloved childhood.