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Childhood Paradise Composition 1 Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and the beautiful childhood is fleeting, but the memory of childhood is still in my heart, deeply imprinted. The memory of childhood is rows of crooked words on the courtyard wall, which are densely covered with the whole wall. Everyone likes to write the words he can write and write his name at the back. He is also eager to be a teacher and teach other children to read. Whenever I am a teacher, I will be very proud, very proud, as if children all over the world know best.

The memory of childhood is the small shop at the school gate. Every time after school, it is always crowded with children, with a little money in their hands, seriously thinking about what to buy today and what to eat in the small shop. But in general, before you think clearly, when you see that all the children you bought have gone, you will only take a little and run away. Now think about the snacks at that time, which is really memorable.

The memory of childhood is crying after being punished by the teacher. Every time, no matter whether the homework is not well written or there is a conflict with the child, the teacher will be punished, but he always cries for such a trivial matter, and his crying voice is still very loud. I always feel that the teacher will not continue after listening. Later, I found that the teacher ignored us at all, so I gradually cried and just stood outside watching the scenery.

The memory of childhood is the bike that wavered but was very fast. After school, I always choose an empty and not very wide road to ride home. Because he is also short and his riding skills are not very good, his bicycle always swings from side to side, but he always rides very fast, because he has a feeling of flying, and sometimes he will let go of the handrail with both hands to experience it, but the probability of falling off the bus is still very high.

The memory of childhood is the candy on the top of the cupboard. My mother never lets us eat a lot of candy, because she is worried about our tooth decay, so she puts the candy in the highest cupboard. Every day, we wonder how they can get it at work. As a result, once, I pulled the cupboard down, but fortunately it was not crushed under it. My mother was also shocked, but from then on, we can eat candy at will.

The memory of childhood is a swinging swing. Every time there are many children around it, we are eager to sit on it, but every time it ripples, it is a hearty laugh floating in the air with the wind.

This is my childhood paradise-home. In my world, it is not only a place to live, but also the birthplace of my imagination and a free play area.

Needless to say, the green bonsai is decorated with red-rooted grass; Needless to say, the fish swam happily in the water, and the tortoise crawled unscrupulously on the ground. My beautiful cabin alone is full of infinite fun. Facebook smiles on the wall, the clock beats rhythmically, plush toys dream on the soft pink bed, and attractive cakes with different characteristics are placed on the coffee table, which are far better in color and taste than birthday cakes.

At that time, I was full of childishness and engraved the plot of the legal newspaper in my mind. Sometimes I will sit in a rocking chair and stare blankly at the wall: Has there ever been a murder in this room before, and dark red blood spattered under the wall? Will a person covered in blood suddenly come out from behind the door? After thinking about it, I was scared by myself unconsciously. I squatted in the corner in fear and shouted, "Mom and Dad, come quickly!" Sometimes I even think in my sleep. The plot in Shark's Mouth Escape is very scary. The bed surface is the sea, and I float on it. After a while, the shark bit me ... Oh, it scared me again. Unable to overcome my fear, I finally put down my face and went to live with my parents who always valued dignity the most.

Speaking of games, it seems that you can hear my laughter or find my handprint in every decoration of your home. Among them, my favorite is a half-height sofa cushion and a purple bear as tall as me. I will move the mat to the carpet while watching TV, and then put it into the shape of a bed according to its size and height. Then I will let Bear play poker with me like my mother, read children's books with me and sleep with me ... Sometimes I will throw the plane folded with paper into the distance outside the window and watch it scare away the birds living in the trees. ...

Home is my childhood paradise. It cares about me and tolerates me like an elder who doesn't think I'm naive. Take me to play, give me joy, and make me reluctant to give up. It will always be a post station in my heart, a golden harbor.

Everyone has a unique childhood. In childhood, everyone had their own Little Paradise, and I was no exception. I have a Little Paradise! I spent most of my childhood at my grandmother's house. At that time, grandma's backyard was also full of fruit trees. Out of the gate, I saw the green vegetable fields, smelled the faint flowers and heard the sound of running water!

As long as I finish my homework, no matter where I go to play, grandma will not stop me! She knew that I would sneak out even if I didn't agree to go out to play. As soon as I escaped, I invited a group of friends to go fishing in the stream. Along the way, I can see many unknown wild flowers and weeds. I picked them up, made a beautiful wreath, put it on my head, hummed a little song, and walked to the stream with my friends. The stream is very clear, like a transparent gauze, which can be seen through the stream. And some small crabs. Little friends rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs and played freely in the stream. You throw at me, I throw at you. When you are cheerful and tired of playing, catch some small fish and shrimp and carry them with you in a small plastic bag. Then you pick up some twigs, peel and sharpen your head, and keep them for stringing fish. Then you take the small fish out of the plastic bag, clean it with a knife, and string it with twigs. Put the small fish on the grill, and the fire shines on everyone's childish smiling face. When cooked, pick it up and eat it without any seasoning. It eats the taste of nature and is extremely delicious. After eating, we will pick some mulberries and some raspberries across the stream for dessert. After washing, we will grab a handful of mulberries in our left hand and a handful of raspberries in our right hand, and put them in our mouths together, and the juices of different flavors will flow in together. Everyone chased and played together in the fields. Laughter brings nutrition to vegetable fields. When the sun turns orange, everyone should go home. On the green grass, grandma always waits for me with a cow. When she saw me, she smiled at me and waved me over. Then she touched my head affectionately, carried me on the back of the cow and pulled the cow home together. The orange sun lengthened our figure and formed a natural and beautiful painting.

This is my childhood paradise, in my memory, it will never change!

There is a park at the foot of Jiufeng Mountain-Jiufeng Mountain Park with beautiful scenery. Jiu Feng Park became my good partner when I was sensible.

There are several osmanthus trees at the entrance of Jiu Feng Park. Every autumn, the branches of osmanthus trees are dotted with golden osmanthus trees, just like wearing a golden dress. When the breeze blows, osmanthus will dance with the wind. I, love stand, am under the tree, letting flowers float on my head, body and feet. I am like a fairy in "osmanthus rain". Some naughty children are still shaking trees hard to let osmanthus fall, and then run to find fresh osmanthus to take home.

There is an artificial lake in the park called Dragon Ball Lake. There is a curved bridge on the lake, and there are pavilions and trees by the lake. I like walking here, because a gust of wind will make people feel relaxed and happy.

A shallow stream flows slowly and is crystal clear. People like to wash clothes here. There are several sports facilities by the stream, and I often go there to exercise.

Deep in Jiu Feng Park is a children's park, which contains merry-go-rounds, pirate ships and so on. The most interesting thing is when I was a child on a merry-go-round. Sitting on a horse, like a cowboy, galloping on a horse, he couldn't help cheering happily: "Oh, long live the cowboy!" " "

When it snows in winter, Jiu Feng Park looks even more beautiful with a white coat. I picked up a snowball and threw it at my accompanying mother. She seemed to go back to childhood and fight with me.

I love my hometown and the scenery of my hometown, which brings me a lot of fun. My unforgettable hometown.

My childhood paradise is my alma mater.

There, I can say in the grass that grasshoppers scare timid girls (although I am a woman, I am not afraid of bugs); There, I can have a rich after-school life, long jump with girls and race with boys; There, I can lie on the playground and look at the sky quietly until I am numb; In short, I can do a lot of things there that I can't do now.

In primary school, I was a troublemaker, a good student in the eyes of teachers and a tomboy in the eyes of classmates. School is where I run wild. Every day after school, we climb over the wall and climb into the school; If the doorman Lao Zhou found out, he made a face at him and begged him to turn off the camera. Naturally, he couldn't stand our "soft grinding and hard foaming", so he was bought by some of our scrappy people! "make trouble" in school, and then walk out of school aboveboard. ...

Looking back now, I was naive and a little silly. I used to be addicted to the memories of the past and the longing for the future, but in fact, for anyone, every minute and second is a live broadcast, without rehearsal or replay. So I chose this place-Evergrande Middle School. How I miss my primary school classmates! Here, I want to present a poem: Students/The night sky is so clear tonight/Class reunion is like a clear river/Come and go in a hurry/Meeting is just a strange moment/Cherish the endless rain/Smile/Recall and share all the way/Joy and pain that passed away yesterday/Deep feelings surge like waves/You are enjoying a colorful life with me/heartily.

Dear classmates, I miss you! My heaven, I miss you!

I still remember sitting in the car for a long time when I first arrived there. I got carsick, I don't know how far I walked, and I came to a yard, which became our new home.

Later, I learned that this is a small village called Liu Zhuangzi. There are lush forests in the east and magnificent logistics centers in the west, where all kinds of goods are stored. There is a street in the south, with car repair shops and restaurants on both sides. However, in the north, there is a desolate train lane with unknown flowers and trees on both sides. Because this driveway is the only way for me to go to school, I have special feelings for it. When I come here to play in my spare time, I sometimes walk far and far along the railway and come back. I always want to see something new.

The Woods in the east are also very interesting. Spring has come, and the branches are covered with small green leaves. At this time, if you go for a walk in the Woods, you will have a sense of leisure and you will always be reluctant to leave. In summer, the weather is very hot. At night, after sunset, many people come here to play. We children are playing hide-and-seek in the Woods, and our hearts are full of happiness. In autumn, all the leaves wither, leaving only bare branches. The leaves on the ground are thick and comfortable to lie on. Sometimes I fall asleep on it. It began to snow in winter, and the Woods were white and beautiful, so we had a snowball fight there.

Looking back on those past events now, I am very sad. I miss the Woods there, everything there, and the happy childhood I spent there.

Childhood Paradise Composition 7 Our life is rich and colorful, leaving happy footprints everywhere, and the green space is my paradise.

Through a dense grove, I came to a flat meadow. April breeze blew happily from my ear, and a leaf fell from the treetop, slowly, slowly, in my palm. I looked at this very striking green space and recalled that it used to be my secret paradise. ...

"come on Come on! " What are you doing when the sound of refueling resounds through the green grass in the middle of the month? It turns out that we are playing football. Look, I took my hat and schoolbag as the target, and the battle is about to begin.

"ah! Didn't enter again! " I saw the other team score another goal. "How come!" I said.

"The strength is too bad! Want to fight with us, a little tender! "

"One more dish!" I said angrily.

"It's 4: 0! Still than! "

"come on Let's play another game! " I said.

"Play again, you can play again. It doesn't matter if you win one more set! "

The game bell rang again, and I served, only to see that I stepped back and wiped the crystal sweat on my forehead with my hand. "ah!" I pushed forward and the ball was kicked out. We manipulated the ball as if it were on the ground, but before long, we were happy that the ball was taken away by other teams. The ball rolled back and forth under the opponent's feet, and when kicked, the ball crossed a beautiful arc in the air. I saw the moment the football kicked into the goal, our goalkeeper jumped up and hugged the ball hard, and the ball was blocked by us! "Great!" I cheered. "Don't be too happy!" The opponent said maliciously. I saw the goalkeeper kick the ball and the ball drew an arc in the air. The companion immediately took the ball and said, "Pass me the ball!" " "I shouted like crazy. My companion turned the ball around and immediately rolled to my feet. So, I fought hard. "shoot! "I saw that the goalkeeper just caught the ball, but the ball seemed to be very flexible. He passed by and slipped into the goal. " It's a goal! "The players shouted wildly, and I sat down! It's over. Although it was 4: 1, we finally succeeded!

Now that I'm grown up, I think back to that year. On the beautiful green land, it seems that there are still bursts of laughter from our childhood!

Our life is rich and colorful, leaving happy footprints everywhere. I still remember that green space is my paradise.

I spent my childhood in the village where my grandmother lived. There is a small house that has long been abandoned. At that time, it was my paradise.

When I was a child, as long as I could know a few new words, I would always "grope" in the village. That's it. I found the haunted house.

Needless to say, there are red peppers hanging on the wall, golden corn, graceful weeping willows, and old stones with bad records; Needless to say, cicadas lie tirelessly on trees, and hairy spiders swagger. The scenery in the corner of the eaves alone is very intriguing. Listen! Where did that sweet voice come from? It turned out that the magpies were singing loudly. The spider is lying leisurely on the internet, enjoying its lunch leisurely. The sunlight fell obliquely on Parthenocissus tricuspidata, forming a 45-degree light.

Grandma told me: "children should never look at the windows of old houses, or they will be caught by ghosts." So whenever I go to the cabin to play, I always dare not look at the window for fear of seeing something unclean. But I couldn't help sneaking a look. I was scared to death. Hey! This feeling is really contradictory and exciting!

In fact, the "haunted house" is not as scary as the name says. On the contrary, it is very beautiful. When summer comes, the land in front of the hut is full of roses. With the wind, roses will dance with the wind. What a beautiful scenery! In autumn, when the wind blows, rose petals are scattered all over the floor. I am really happy and sad. Happily, the scene of falling flowers is very romantic; Sadly, the fragrance disappears as soon as the flowers fall. Later, I thought of a way to soak these fallen petals in water, and the fragrance will last longer. Although the fragrance will eventually disappear, it is better than not smelling it.

I don't know why my family sent me to school. Maybe it's because I was covered with soil when I planted flowers. Perhaps because of fun, dinner was postponed. Maybe I didn't listen to the adults and secretly looked out of the window ... but these are unknown. Farewell, my rose! Farewell, my haunted house! Say goodbye to my childhood!

Time can change people's appearance and dilute people's memory, but the only thing that will not change is what people regard as the most precious thing. And my childhood will be buried in the depths of memory and will never disappear!

This is a land full of hope.

This is my childhood paradise.

Spring, unconsciously, swaying. The fragrance soaked in the air wafted to every corner of the countryside, bringing the biggest news in spring: cauliflower turned yellow and the field woke up.

I can't help but sprout in my heart and run into a stranger in spring. The field I miss! Watching the Lantern Festival and flying kites at the vernal equinox seem to be fresh in my mind. Now, the dull and monotonous fields are covered with a layer of light yellow and gold, and they smile at me with freshness in the soft sunshine.

There are no tourists jostling with each other here, and there is no traffic. I walked leisurely across the small bridge and climbed the hillside. The rape flowers in full bloom in front of us are layered and clustered like a yellow sea, full of surprises that go deep into the bone marrow. There are occasional green wheat fields in the flower fields, which complement the yellow sea of flowers.

Gently pluck a few flower stems, weave them into beautiful garlands, and put them playfully on my head as if I were one of the flowers. Shuttle slowly, quietly but not flustered. Bright yellow, in the right sunshine, has a variety of customs. Smooth stems, lanceolate leaves, teardrop-shaped petals and sandy fruits are bustling, blooming wantonly and very lively. When I close my eyes, I seem to hear hundreds of bees buzzing and smell the unique fragrance of rape flowers.

The spring breeze is ten miles and my paradise is just right.

My childhood is in full bloom here.

My childhood paradise composition 10 stage is the happiest and most pleasant place in my childhood, where my good memories are recorded.

It was a cloudless and sunny morning in Wan Li. My mother, other teachers and students came to Beijing by bus. The scenery there is really spectacular-green trees are springing up, especially imposing, just like heroic soldiers guarding this busy street; Delicate and charming flowers are colorful, red as fire, yellow as gold, pink as chardonnay … They seem to be competing with each other! The grass is green and the ground is covered with a sweater. These elves have seduced my soul.

"Xinyi, let's go!" A loud voice woke me up from my dream. Today, we will perform on the stage of Beijing Square. Teacher Zhu said loudly, "Let's go to the locker room to change clothes first. Do you understand? " "I understand." We answered with one voice. Soon, the costumes were changed, and all the students were dressed in gorgeous dance costumes like beautiful princesses, ready to go to the dance!

Time flies like an arrow, and it is afternoon in a blink of an eye. "The performance begins now!" The host said solemnly. But now, I don't know why, my heart is pounding like a rabbit in my pocket, and the whole person is nervous. My mother is standing next to me. She seemed to see through my heart and began to encourage me: "Xinyi, don't be nervous." Just bloom yourself on the stage. My mother believes that you will succeed! " After listening to my mother's words, I began to have confidence. My classmates and I are flying freely on the stage like flying butterflies.

This is the happiest paradise in my childhood!

Childhood Paradise Composition 1 1 After school, I ran back to the community and suddenly felt warm. Because when you arrive at the community, you will arrive at the paradise of childhood.

Walking into the community and stepping on the solid concrete floor, the first thing you see is two rows of bushes. They are green. In my impression, they never seem to have a rest. They hold their heads high and stand hand in hand every day, even in cold winter or hot summer. A gust of wind blew, and two rows of shrubs began to sway gently, as beautiful as dancing, making a "rustling" sound, which was really nice. Sometimes they stand dignified, sometimes they dance gracefully, and the welcome service is really good!

Behind this group of "little soldiers" stood two "generals"-two magnolia trees. Every spring, Yulan people stick their heads out curiously. Some are in bud, like shy little girls; Some have just blossomed, revealing pink faces. They bloom gracefully, fall quietly, and their petals are crystal clear. They are never as vain as other flowers, just quietly doing themselves and silently emitting fragrance. We always like to pick petals under the magnolia tree to see who picked the whitest, largest and latest petals.

Behind these two magnolia trees is our square. Three big trees stand there, with thick and fat leaves and a circle of stones around them. Some of these stones are flat, some are big and round, some are solid, and some are rickety. In spring, we sit on a stone and read a book; In summer, we lean in the shade and shake our fans to enjoy the cool; In autumn, we jump from one stone to another, from here to there, from there to here; In winter, we scrape the snow off the rocks, throw snowballs and have snowball fights. These trees bear many fond memories of my childhood. Catch ants, snails, dirt and leaves. Of course, this is also a paradise on earth for birds. Birds nest, play, chase and jump here. The first thing they hear every morning is practicing their voices.

This is our paradise, our childhood paradise!

Childhood paradise composition 12 because I lived in a mining area since I was a child, my life was completely out of touch with rural life, so I didn't have my own childhood paradise. If I can barely say it, it is the hillside behind my grandmother's yard.

It is not as big as Lu Xun's Herbal Garden, nor so many creatures and stories, but there are several trees, shrubs and flowers, which constitute my childhood paradise.

The tree is short and small, but its bark is funny, and a worker becomes a whistle. People in the tree generally call it "honey", and the sound it blows out is very nice, like the chirping of birds, like the sound of running water in a stream, like the sound of soft wind, crisp, euphemistic, intoxicating and loud, even better than Beethoven's Moonlight!

The grass is very short. The advantage is that grasshoppers have nowhere to run. I can catch a lot of grasshoppers without blowing off the dust, put them in a transparent glass jar, lie down with stationery in my hand, hold the bottle up to the sky and watch a few grasshoppers fight carefully. It tastes very special.

The flowers are small, beautiful and small. Often touched by my roots. It is yellow and white, and everything is so lovely, so small and so charming. Although it is not fragrant, it grows tenaciously on a hillside, which makes people feel deeply warm. It immediately turned into a small flower more fragrant than a rose.

I grew up little by little, and the hillside changed little by little. Gradually, it was finally leveled and paved with a long and difficult railway. My childhood dream was eradicated little by little until it was completely gone. Then I understood that I had embarked on the road of life.

"Well," the train came.

Childhood Paradise Composition 13 My grandfather's home is in Xikou, Fenghua, the hometown of peaches. Of course, his family also has a peach blossom garden, which was full of endless fun in my childhood and was my favorite paradise.

In spring, the peach blossoms in the Peach Blossom Garden are in full bloom with pink smiles, just like a pink sunrise. My cousin and I got into the peach blossom bushes, and a refreshing smell came to our nostrils. Some peach blossoms gather together and whisper, some just spread out two or three petals, some are flower bones, just a shy little girl. The naughty brother shook the peach tree hard, and the petals fell one after another, dancing like a lovely elf, and it was like a peach blossom rain, and the peach blossom garden was like a fairyland. No, it attracted little bees, who shuttled among the peach blossoms and were busy. ...

In summer, the flowers have fallen, and there are big and round peaches on the peach trees. They are wearing a pink plush coat, very cute! I was afraid that they would burn, so I quickly helped him take off his coat to reveal the crystal clear fruit. It is really tempting! I took a bite, and the juice spilled everywhere, and the sweet juice filled my mouth. It tastes great! My brother and I can't wait to eat two more peaches!

A gust of autumn wind came, and my brother and I caught crickets in Taohuayuan. Just as we were concentrating on finding crickets, our old urchin grandpa secretly put on his brother's mask behind us and jumped out, which startled us. Of course, the crickets slipped away at once. Look, grandpa is as playful as we are.

Whenever winter comes, the Peach Blossom Garden becomes a depression, with neither the fragrance of spring nor the fruits of summer, only bare branches. But after a heavy snow, white snow flowers dressed the Peach Blossom Garden in white. Isn't that "like spring breeze, night comes and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"? As soon as the snow stopped, my brother and I ran into the Peach Blossom Garden happily. Grandpa shouted with concern, "run slowly and be careful of the slippery road!" Don't get your clothes wet or freeze ... "Before he finished, we had a snowball fight in the Peach Blossom Garden.

Grandpa's Peach Blossom Garden is full of carefree laughter from my brother and me, which brings me endless happiness, makes my childhood interesting and leaves me with eternal good memories. I love this beautiful peach blossom garden!

My hometown is Badong, Hubei Province, which is a beautiful place and my childhood paradise. My hometown is not only beautiful, but also the people here are simple and enthusiastic.

When I was five or six years old, I farmed with my grandparents. I stood on a highland, looking at the golden rape blossoms arranged neatly in the fields below. This scene makes me feel particularly comfortable. White butterflies are dancing in the rape fields, people are busy ploughing in the fields, flowers are wrapped in birds, everything grows, and everything is so full of vitality.

I still remember one time, I was lively and naughty, jumping up and down a narrow mountain road, but I couldn't help crying because the mountain road was too narrow and I slipped down a hillside five meters high. Soon, the villagers heard the sound and rushed over, enthusiastically pulled me up from the ground and asked me if I was injured. At the moment, a warm current flows in my heart.

I remember there is a shallow stream in my hometown. Walking through the fields in my hometown will always attract groups of children to catch fish and touch shrimp. There is also a fruit forest planted by others beside the stream. You can pick your own fruit when you are hungry. In summer, we will walk in a shallow stream. If you stand still in the stream, after a while, some small fish will "touch" your feet with their mouths, which tickles. Although the stream is cold, be careful not to be caught by small crabs!

This is my hometown and my childhood paradise.

Childhood Paradise Composition 15 There is a piece of Yuan Ye next to my home. Like other vilen, this vilen is full of flowers, grass and trees. To you, it is just an ordinary vilen, but to me, it means a lot.

This Yuan Ye is my paradise. I have made many friends here, such as birds, trees, green grass and butterflies ... they are all my good playmates. In the morning, I race with the breeze. At noon, I also play games with butterflies. I'm going to catch it, but it's really naughty, flying around, but I can't catch it. He stopped on a leaf and I covered it with my hand. But stealing chicken doesn't eat rice. It flew past my ear, but I fell all over in mud.

I also like to observe on this meta leaf. There is a small pond in Yuan Ye, and from time to time there is a cry of "quack quack quack". Looking closer, it turned out to be Mr. Frog's cry. I squatted down to observe, only to see it leap upward, and the originally short heel instantly turned into a slender leg. It fell again, like a sailor, and jumped into the water, and fine ripples suddenly appeared on the water.

I also set up a "secret base" in Yuanye. Although it is a "secret base", it is not mysterious at all. This is where I relax. Whenever I am unhappy, I will run to this "secret base", sit on the grass and quietly look at this endless green Yuan Ye, as if I were in a fairy tale world. Vilen caressed me like a mother.

This piece of Yuan Ye brings me happiness and knowledge. I love this vilen, and I love this warm school of nature even more!