Life in summer is like a kaleidoscope, colorful; What I did in the summer vacation has become an online memory. That net captures all kinds of things in life. One of them still lingers in my mind, making me feel very sweet and interesting.

One morning during the summer vacation, I came to my sister's house and saw a red egg in her hand. My sister said to me, "Lemon, do you believe this egg will run away?" I smiled and said, "I don't believe you." My sister said, "Don't believe you." Then she put the egg on the concrete floor, and it really rolled up without any external force. How can eggs roll? I'm confused. I picked up the egg and put it in my ear. There was a rustling sound inside, which really surprised me! I asked my sister, "What's in it?" One by one, the elder sisters said seriously, "This is a magic egg, which was laid by my hen 10 day 10 night. I can't tell which way the gods came to the world and voted for the wrong baby. " I'm even more surprised Is this mythical thing true? I didn't believe it and asked, "No way, come on, what's going on?" My sister smiled and said, "Look at the way you are in a hurry. There's a bug here. As soon as the worm crawls, the egg rolls up. " Can you make one for me, too Sex? "I begged her. My sister readily promised: "OK. "

When I got to my house, I found one as my sister said. Once I caught one, my sister dug a small hole in one end of the egg, poured the yolk into the bowl, dried the inside with water, put the worm in, and pasted the hole with a piece of paper. Then, she dyed it red with red ink, and "fuck off" was done. As soon as I put it on the ground, the egg actually rolled up. Two eggs rolled in tandem, which was so funny that my parents joined in the fun ... My sister and I laughed happily from time to time in the room.

Time flies, the past is like smoke, and we start school again. Many things, big and small, released during the summer vacation fade away in my mind with the passage of time, but the humble little thing of "getting out of here" remains in my mind and is deeply rooted. Every time I think about it, I can't help laughing. What an interesting and happy summer vacation life!

Summer fun

Everyone's summer vacation has many interesting things, and I am no exception. Let me tell you an interesting thing this summer.

It was a hot summer. I am playing at my grandmother's house. My grandmother lives in the country. She keeps a lot of chickens. One day, grandma, uncle and grandpa went out to play and left me alone at home. I was very angry and thought, how can they not take me out? There is nothing to do in the house. I want to go to the henhouse to see what those chickens are doing. Hardly had I entered when I heard a bang. A hen laid an egg. This is very interesting. I touched the egg curiously. Hey, it's hot and wet. Here's an idea. I think chickens can lay eggs, so all the chickens in the henhouse can lay eggs. Why don't you dig out the eggs? Grandma won't praise me when she comes back and sees so many eggs, and maybe she will reward me. Yes, dig out the eggs! After thinking about it, I caught a chicken and pulled it out regardless of the willy-nilly. The chicken seems to know its fate, flapping its wings and trying to escape. For me, I hold the chicken feet tightly to see if it is good or bad. I haven't pulled it out for a long time. What's the matter? Why can't I pull it out and the reward is gone? I don't believe this can't be pulled out. I want to pull out the other one. I threw the chicken casually and went to catch other chickens. When the chickens saw me coming, they jumped up and down one by one, and started to run like mice saw cats. For me, I won't let go and keep catching chickens. No, I'm going to be a feather man in half an hour. I finally caught a chicken, and I began to dig. The chicken I dug out screamed "Wow", but I didn't take it out, and then I caught another chicken ... I dug up the chicken and it was foaming at the mouth. My ... grandma came back. When they saw my mess, they couldn't help laughing and asked why. Grandma not only didn't praise me, but also gave me a lecture. Later, I learned that except for the chicken coop.

This is an interesting thing when I was a child. It is not only fun, but also warns me from time to time: stealing chickens and not eating rice, don't do bad things with good intentions.

Summer fun

Many things happened this summer vacation, including happiness, sadness and anger ... which left a deep impression on me. But one of them is quite interesting to me.

I remember that I just bought a new bicycle (four-wheeled bicycle) in the summer vacation. In order to show off to my friends, I often ride it in the community. On this day, the weather is refreshing, and I especially want to ride a bike. So, I took it out and called my parents and grandparents to show them my "real skill". Because grandma loves me very much and wants me to ride slowly, she smiled and played a little joke on me. "* *, be careful on the road, don't ride too fast, it hurts, we are not responsible!" "

After listening, remember what grandma said. After bidding farewell to my parents and grandma, I went to the small garden by bike. I ride faster and faster, just like a happy bird. As I rode, I thought, Look, this girl rides fast and well, and she will soon break the world record.

However, something unexpected happened in the sky. Just when I was elated, my car was hit by a pebble on the road, and it began to stagger and jumped into a disco. I also shook, and suddenly, I fell down ... I looked at the bleeding wound sadly and wanted to run home and ask my grandmother to bandage it for me, but I had to give up the idea because my grandmother said it hurt and they were not responsible. Depressed, I took a napkin out of my pocket, wiped the blood from the wound, and then pushed my bike and limped home like a defeated rooster.

When I got home, my family saw the injury on my leg and asked me anxiously what happened. I told them everything. Grandma smiled and nodded my forehead: "What a fool! I'm just kidding you. How can you take it seriously? Go, I'll help you get dressed. " After that, he took me to the small room to dress the wound.

Summer fun

When I think of it, I always laugh at how stupid I was at that time!

Today, when playing badminton with Zhang Yu, badminton "flew" to the roof. I threw it several times with my racket, but it didn't work. Badminton stopped on the roof and looked at me cunningly! I am in a hurry. I took two rackets and went into battle in turn. As a result, even the racket was on the roof. It' s really "losing the wife and folding the soldiers"! This can make us anxious, because Zhang Yu and I rarely play ball once, not to mention that this racket is newly bought! By the way, throw it with pebbles. Oh, it's useless. Jumping on it is out of reach. What should I do?

Just when we were in a hurry, an aunt cleaner who was cleaning gave us a good idea: "If you want to take something, just look around.". Are there any tools that can be used? " So we scouted around and found a worshipper not far from the garden gate: a long bamboo pole lying quietly on the wall, as if waiting for our reuse. I said "thank you" to my aunt in a hurry. He ran quickly and dragged the bamboo pole under the eaves. Zhang Yu proudly said to the roof: "Hey, hey, don't be arrogant this time, let's see who is tall!" The bamboo pole was too heavy, so I worked with Jixin Qi Xin and tried my best. Finally, we lifted the bamboo pole above our heads and leaned against the roof. With a slight poke, the racket and ball fell to the ground ... Just as I was happy with the bamboo pole, the owner of the roof came out of the balcony and shouted angrily at us: "Children, take the bamboo pole away quickly! Be careful to get people away ... "I was startled by Changyu, thinking how so fierce? Do you think we are thieves? So like robots, we listened to the master's orders, dragging bamboo poles in fear and putting them away. Fortunately, he scolded us several times and did nothing to us.

On the way home, I was still glad that it didn't matter if I was scolded. The racket and ball finally returned to our hands. This is really an interesting thing!

Summer fun

It was a summer morning with warm sunshine. Our extracurricular tour group gathered at the school gate and took a bus from Yuhu Community to Yuhu Farm to cut rice.

Ten minutes later, we came to the place where the rice was harvested. Looking around, a large piece of golden rice seems to be a spacious bed. "If you can lie down, it must be very comfortable." I said to myself. At this time, the teacher divided us into five groups. A farmer's uncle brought five sickles and cut them for us in turn. Say that finish, everyone took off their shoes and jumped down in a hurry.

When my uncle and I went down to the ground, I felt a chill coming from the soles of my feet. I felt that I was slowly sinking and was about to be melted by this golden color. I tried to stand firm. At this time, the uncle came over and gave me a demonstration. I saw that he bent down and said to me while cutting, "When cutting, you should hold the rice with your backhand so as not to hurt your hand."

I listened in bewilderment. After demonstrating it three times, my uncle handed me the sickle. I took the sickle handed me by my uncle and was about to cut it. My uncle quickly corrected me and said, "You took the sickle backwards, and the serrated side should be inward. When I say backhand, I should catch rice outward. " Say, uncle, show me. Oh, it dawned on me at this moment. It turns out that cutting rice is also learned. It seems that I was careless just now. I learn from my uncle's backhand, grasping rice with one hand and sickle with the other, creaking. Finally cut a handful of rice. I threw them on the ground and cut the second one. When I was about to put it down, Han Ming of the same group reminded me: "Just now, my uncle said that rice should be put in one direction, otherwise it would be troublesome when threshing in the next process." Ah, I didn't realize that cutting rice was learned everywhere.

As our group cut more and more rice, the teacher suggested that we compare who cut more rice. "Compare it!" After that, we cut the rice hard. But because our rice is too small to compare with other groups, I came up with a clever plan-to take the rice cut nearby to our rice pile. So, while everyone was in full swing, I took a few people to steal the rice on the side. Blink of an eye, our straw really turned into a pile. At this time, Huang Zhixin joined our team and saw him skillfully waving a sickle. After a while, he cut a big piece. Everybody clap. Teacher Xiao Li said, "Huang Zhixin is the second in Yuan Longping. He is really an old hand! " Because of his joining, our group is more powerful. When the teacher announced that our group had won the championship, we excitedly took pictures as a souvenir.

This is really an interesting thing. All morning, the rice fields were filled with our laughter. Of course, there are many interesting things. We catch insects in rice fields to scare girls. We trampled our feet black, and mom and dad never said we were dirty again; We also dug some mud to make all kinds of things; We picked up the fallen rice and blamed the naughty guy. "Who knows that every grain is hard."

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