Georgette is only twenty months old, the youngest of three children. She was still breastfeeding in May. Now she raises her little head, sits in the cradle, looks at her feet and begins to babble. A ray of morning light fell on her cradle, and it was hard to say whether Georgette's feet or the morning sunshine were the most ruddy.
When my sister was born, she was really ugly: her nose was flat and her eyes were swollen, and she slept with her eyes closed all day. Round head, long hair and red face, not as good-looking as she is now.
My brother Xiao Guo is very interesting: he has a round head, a palm-sized hair on his forehead and two ears. He smiles at everyone. In fact, he has a bad heart. He just knows how to play, so he is very kind to me. Anything he wants me to take. He grabbed the paper tiger and the fat doll made by my grandmother, and I didn't dare to touch them. If I want to write, he grabs a pencil; I eat steamed bread, but he doesn't even eat eggs. He still wants to eat steamed bread. ...
Xiao Maotou is very small, and his head is only as big as my big doll; His face is round and red, like a big apple. She slept soundly, her eyes closed tightly, like two lines; Two eyebrows are like two crescent moons; Small mouth often moves, as if sucking milk. She was wrapped in a small quilt, tied tightly by a rope and did not move.
She is probably called Lang Lang, wearing a small blouse with a red background and white spots, with a protruding forehead, a flat nose and soft curly hair, always as quiet as a mouse, like a quiet little philosopher.
Black and shiny hair, red face, two small eyes open like kittens, chubby arms straight, and five nests on them.
He Manzi is four years old. He shaved his head and had a wooden comb on his head. At the sight of Chang Xia, he was naked and tanned as if he had just climbed out of the chimney.
This little guy, who is only five years old, looks particularly pleasing. Forehead, high nose, beautiful black eyes like his mother. He followed his grandfather all day, delivering letters, things and newspapers to him. Others say he is grandpa's "guard".
My sister is seven years old, a first-year student, wearing a white shirt and blue pants. She looks like a small melon and a full peanut. Her name is Xiao Pang. She ran very hard, her face was flushed with fatigue, and tiny sweat was oozing from her slightly protruding forehead.
Liang Hao, the only daughter of my fourth aunt, is almost four years old this year. The first time I saw her, I thought the name was very interesting, so I teased her and asked, "Liang Hao, why don't you call it excellent?" As soon as she heard this, she raised her chubby white tender little hand, pursed her mouth and stared at me, pretending to be in pain, and said to me, "I'll hit you!" " Everyone couldn't help laughing at her angry antics. Liang Hao is very cute. A few strands of yellow hair were attached to her high forehead at random. When it is hot, it is like two firecrackers twisted into a braid. Deep eye socket, long eyelashes, a pair of big watery eyes, very arrogant. When they laugh, they narrow into a crack, and when they lose their temper, they stare like small balls.
Have you seen the Japanese comic book "Smart Rest"? My family also has a "rest"! That's my four-year-old cousin Ingchi. There is not a hair on his big head. A pair of big sparkly eyes are embedded in a red face, like two black mercury in white water and silver, which shows cleverness, not to mention. How cute he looks!
Teacher Song saw that she slept too long and wanted to wake her up, so she pinched her nose with her hand. This really pissed her off I saw her face flushed and frowned, and wanted to cry, but she didn't cry. She just stretched her head and neck, and after a while, she fell asleep again.
My brother came home from kindergarten, so bored. While grandma was cooking in the kitchen, he slipped out of the house quietly. When he passed the kitchen, he slowed down, tiptoed to the ground and jumped out of the door. As soon as I left the house, I ran and sang like a caged bird. I'm so happy. My brother didn't know where to run, so he took a small wooden stick and directed the ants to "March out". After a while, climb to the steel frame of the construction site to "explore". I was so happy that he clapped his hands and cheered.
There is a seven-year-old boy named Bao Bao in the neighbor's house. The baby is very fat, and the meat on his face squeezes his eyes into a triangle, but he still eats hard. No, he is sucking popsicles and turning the ground into ice water.
Sweet and chubby, about three years old. A small face, red and round inside. A big head, a pinch of black hair hanging down, covered the broad forehead. There are watery eyes under those two pale short eyebrows. Ah, what lively eyes, as if talking, but also reveal a trace of naughty expression! There is a slightly upturned nose and two red lips under those beautiful eyes. There is also a small bib beside him, and a blooming peony flower is rusted on the bib. Dundun's little hand holds a watermelon with a green skin and a red pulp.
I have a one-year-old sister. She is lively and lovely. Every time someone asks her where her eyes are, she narrows them very small; Ask her where her nose is, and she will touch it. Ask her where her mouth is, and she sticks out her tongue. It's funny.
Xiaoping just turned three this year. He is short, chubby and very likable. Although he is not big, he put on a pair of glasses early. Whether talking to you or playing, his hand always pushes his glasses up from time to time, and all the children in kindergarten wear glasses, just like adults.
My cousin Fanfan is five years old this year. Because he is a dog, the whole family calls him "dog". He is thin and small, and his head is as big as a gourd ladle. He always swings around all day, as if thinking about something.
I have a lovely younger brother with a round face and big round eyes under his slender eyebrows. If you ask a question, his eyes like black grapes will roll around in his eyes. Under his tall nose, there is a small and clever mouth. Usually, I always smile. If I get angry, my mouth will stick up. At this time, everyone joked: "You can really hang two oil bottles!" "
At this moment, I saw a chubby little boy behind my father. I pulled him to my side and looked at him: short, with a round head and a little crooked, covered in dust like an iron egg, his eyes narrowed and his eyelids kept fighting. He was too tired because of the long journey, so I quickly pulled him to the sofa and sat down.
My cousin lives in the countryside of northern Shaanxi. The first time I met him was during the Spring Festival three years ago. When I think of my uncle's family coming to Beijing at that time, my heart seems to be repressed by something, and I am always unhappy. When my brother came into the room, I couldn't help being surprised. He looks like a beggar: a dirty and big cotton hat is buckled on his head, his face is yellow and thin, his neck is black and black, and the front of his cotton-padded jacket is cracked, leaving only two buttons on it, and his cuffs are shiny. Cotton trousers are so thin that they are wrapped around the legs, and black cotton is still exposed on the knees. Dragging a pair of broken cotton shoes barefoot.
My cousin is a five-year-old boy. His chubby red face has two deep dimples. There are big eyes under dark eyebrows. I often wear a small belt around my waist, which makes me particularly proud. Everyone affectionately called him "Little Fatty".
His little face is like a ripe apple, round and chubby; Two arms are like two tender lotus roots, chubby.
My little sister is five years old and looks very beautiful! What a small face like a blooming rose. Big eyes like autumn water, as if there are many small question marks hidden inside. Her little red mouth, slightly upturned, looks like a crescent moon, as if smiling all the time. Five shallow nests are embedded in those little hands like onions. She still has a ponytail tied high behind her head. Alas, it is beyond description. No matter who saw it, they all said, "Look at this little girl, how beautiful she is!"
My cousin Mingming, who is five years old, has been living with me. He is smart, naughty and naive, chubby, with a round head and a flat head, and his big black eyes are always flickering, as if he were magical about everything. That slip of the tongue always likes to ask some childish questions, sometimes it's too strange for others to answer. He always giggles when he is happy, and there are two dimples in his mouth. Similarly, it is difficult for him to cry! However, on his face, dimples are always more than tears.
There is a boy who is thinner than me sitting next to me. The sallow face, closed lips, but big eyes reveal curiosity, timidity, sadness and longing. He has no new clothes, no new schoolbag, a few small holes in his coarse coat, blue shorts showing his calf, a pair of barefoot covered with muddy water, and a schoolbag sewn with old cloth. ...
At this time, a little boy came over, wearing only a thin and torn light coat, his thin face was blue with cold, and his bare feet were red and swollen.
My cousin Wen Wen, five years old, is a child in a kindergarten class. She is tall and chubby, with a prominent forehead and a flat nose. She has shiny black hair, a red face like a blooming flower and bright eyes. We all call her "Little Bud".
Little Haiyan, how lovely this five-year-old girl is! She has a doll's head up to her ears. She looks beautiful in flowered trousers and a coat! When you speak, your eyes twinkle like a pair of bright and beautiful pearls. You have to ask her, "Are you happy in kindergarten?" She dragged a long children's voice: "Come on, live broadcast, the teacher taught us to sing, dance and recite poems …" She told the story, hey! How tempting! What "little frog at the bottom of the well" and "little bee and big black bear" are really colorful. Sometimes she blinked her big eyes with long eyelashes, and sometimes she made naive movements. As long as I hear her telling stories, I can't bear to leave. ...
I remember when I was a child, every Children's Day, my mother would tie a big bow on my two tall braids, and then put on a brand-new dress to make me look beautiful. I stepped on a small bench and stood in front of the mirror of the wardrobe, sipping my mouth and shaking my head, admiring my "glorious phenomenon" and full of a girlish pride.