This is an interesting thing when I was a child. Not only is it fun, but it also warns me from time to time: stealing chickens and not eating rice, don't do bad things with good intentions.
Childhood is colorful, passionate and lovely. Childhood is so beautiful, but what about the fun of childhood?
I am a girl from the north. When I was young, I liked to play in the ice and snow, have snowball fights and make snowmen. Whenever winter comes, goose feather-like snowflakes fall from the sky, one after another, like silver flowers and white butterflies. Looking forward to the world, I can only see snowflakes fluttering, like petals blowing to the ground, spinning in succession; Like the seven fairies scattered flowers, flying all over the sky. Standing in the snow is like squatting on a cotton gin. You can only see countless cotton flowers blowing towards you and covering you with white flowers.
When I got up in the morning, the wind stopped and the snow stopped. Open the door, a white cold light stung people dazzled. So, my brother and cousin and I picked up shovels and built a snowman in the yard, with a white body, a round head, black eyes made of coal balls and a cotton nose, and it was upturned! My cousin painted the snowman's mouth in red ink again. He is laughing at us! My brother made a beautiful hat for the snowman with a piece of red paper. The snowman suddenly became more arrogant! When the snowman piled up, it was another big fight. My cousin threw a snowball and attacked me when I was not looking. Fortunately, it's not big or medium. When I hit back, he was hit by my brother's snowball. Snowball was painted on my cousin's head, and the yard was full of laughter. Not convinced, my cousin picked up a snowball and hit his brother. After repeated attacks, the laughter in the yard grew louder.
How interesting childhood is! The fun of childhood brought me joy, and childhood was really good.
Childhood fun
Childhood is colorful, just like beautiful seashells by the sea; Childhood is carefree, just like a wave doll playing all day; Childhood is pure and sweet, just like a clear spring in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing.
I remember when I was four or five years old. Once, my grandma gave Juju and I each a high-grade toffee that made people drool, which made us two "little greedy cats" really happy.
Neither of us can eat. I said, "Shall we eat?" "Ok, let's eat together!" Juju agreed. I was quick with my hands and feet, and I took it apart once or twice. I took out the sugar and craned my neck to look at the chrysanthemums. I have a look at her sugar, nasty:
"Yours is bigger than mine!"
"Where? I'm a little short here! "
"Hum, mine is dissolved!"
"You have a strong color and a lot of milk!"
"……"
We fought for nothing and felt that we were suffering. But when I said I wanted to change, I quickly turned around and no one wanted to. We started eating sugar, "1, 2, 3!" "We eat together. Wow! Too sweet, too fresh, too fragrant! After eating for a while, I said, "take it out and see if it's you or me!" """Good!" Juju said, stick sugar on the tip of your tongue like a pug. I stuck out my tongue like her at first sight. She said I couldn't see clearly, so I had to put the sugar on the tip of my tongue, half of it outside, and try my best to stick out my tongue. At this moment, a puppy just stood in my way, and I couldn't dodge. The candy on the tip of the tongue accidentally fell to the ground. As luck would have it, I rushed forward with my right foot facing the candy. Well, what should I do? It's too late to say now, but it's too soon. Before I came to my senses, my foot was already on the "baby". I am really anxious and angry: "you smelly dog, rotten dog, dead dog!" " "I kicked the dog in the stomach and the dog ran away in fear. I lifted my feet, broke off the sugar stuck to the soles of my shoes with my hands, looked around and was reluctant to throw it away. " Throw it away. Do you still want to eat? "Zhu Zhu sarcastically said to me. I can't help rubbing my hands full of candy and staring at Juju's mouth, just let me have a look at the butterscotch. I kept swallowing, hoping that she would spit out the sugar and give me half a bite. I couldn't help it any longer, but my nose was sour and tears flowed down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat … sugar … I want to eat … sugar …"
Now, the old man of time came and took away his childhood in a hurry. I won't haggle over a candy like before, and I won't cry. Thanks to the old time, because he printed his childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book in our hearts. ■
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Interviewee: Buenos Aires-Assistant Level 211-2519: 00.
In the long river of my memory, there are countless past events, some happy, some sad, some surprising, some ridiculous ... They are like exquisite shells, which are treasured in my mind. To say that a shell is the most full of childhood happiness and interest, it is this one. ...
It was a summer day, and the unique warm wind in summer caressed everything, and there were crisp and pleasant insects singing from time to time. I got up early and walked alone in the Woods, humming the children's songs I just learned, and gradually merged with nature.
Suddenly, there was a rhythmic song in my ear. I stopped singing, held my breath and listened carefully, and the song gradually became clear. "cicada, cicada ...", ah! It turns out that cicadas are singing loudly!
I can't help but feel heartache at the thought of cicadas. A few days ago, Zhang, the little brother of my neighbor's family, caught a few cicadas and looked cute. I still won't let go after a long time. So, I ran home, prepared all kinds of tools one by one, and skipped back to the Woods.
At this time, the forest is so quiet.
Responder: Happy Pistachio cc-Trainee Wizard Level 2 3- 1 14:28
Childhood fun
Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of seashells by the sea, accompanied by seawater, shining with colorful brilliance, countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is also my most unforgettable childhood story.
I remember when I was a child, when I was born, there was an orange tree in my yard and it was with me. I often carve a mark on the trunk with a knife to measure whether I am growing taller every day. Looking at those horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that mark. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before." I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, patting her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens. .......
Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that childhood anecdotes will definitely become the best memories in my life.
"Ha ha ..." With the ringing sound like a silver bell, it reminds me of my childhood. At that time, I was naive, cute, lively and naive. Among the many stars, choosing a bright star makes me remember it vividly.
When I was a child, the adults in the village called me a lawless little naughty boy. What you have done is enough to make you laugh.
There are still a few days before the Dragon Boat Festival. My family will cook for a while, sweep the floor for a while, and prepare materials for wrapping palm seeds for a while. They are too busy to breathe. And I, a naughty little boy, laughed at the side. When the adults saw the sigh, they all said, "Alas, there is nothing they can do about her." The days slipped away when I was skipping. In a blink of an eye, the Dragon Boat Festival arrived, and the family took out reed leaves that had already been prepared, cooked them in a pot and began to make zongzi. I, on the other hand, play by and hear laughter from time to time. Nothing escapes my watery eyes, doesn't it? I turned around and saw them making zongzi, talking and laughing. I thought, why not join in the fun! ? So, I walked and ran, squatted by the basin and put my little hand into the green water in the basin. Wow, how comfortable! Touch me like a mother's hand. Later, I played more and more vigorously, threw the "elf" out of the basin and shouted "It's raining, it's raining." The adults looked embarrassed on their grim faces and said, "Xiaxia, stop, or I'll spank you." And I am stubborn, I just ignore his words and continue my game. Now I annoyed him. His slap on my smooth face made me blush like an apple. Bang, a drop of crystal tears fell down. Then I covered my face and ran out. My family has been looking for me all day, and I am in a hurry. In fact, I hid in the haystack next to my home and secretly shed tears. In the evening, my family asked me if it hurt. I shook my head again and again. At first, I hated them a little. Now that I think about it, my dissatisfaction with them has completely disappeared, but I am still very happy because I know that they still love me.
Childhood events make me happy, unforgettable and unforgettable. It left a good memory in my memory door.
Childhood fun
Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of seashells by the sea, accompanied by seawater, shining with colorful brilliance, countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is also my most unforgettable childhood story.
I remember when I was a child, when I was born, there was an orange tree in my yard and it was with me. I often carve a mark on the trunk with a knife to measure whether I am growing taller every day. Looking at those horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that mark. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before." I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, patting her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens. .......
Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that childhood anecdotes will definitely become the best memories in my life.
Childhood fun
Childhood is colorful, just like beautiful seashells by the sea; Childhood is carefree, just like a wave doll playing all day; Childhood is pure and sweet, just like a clear spring in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing.
I remember when I was four or five years old. Once, my grandma gave Juju and I each a high-grade toffee that made people drool, which made us two "little greedy cats" really happy.
Neither of us can eat. I said, "Shall we eat?" "Ok, let's eat together!" Juju agreed. I was quick with my hands and feet, and I took it apart once or twice. I took out the sugar and craned my neck to look at the chrysanthemums. I have a look at her sugar, nasty:
"Yours is bigger than mine!"
"Where? I'm a little short here! "
"Hum, mine is dissolved!"
"You have a strong color and a lot of milk!"
"……"
We fought for nothing and felt that we were suffering. But when I said I wanted to change, I quickly turned around and no one wanted to. We started eating sugar, "1, 2, 3!" "We eat together. Wow! Too sweet, too fresh, too fragrant! After eating for a while, I said, "take it out and see if it's you or me!" """Good!" Juju said, stick sugar on the tip of your tongue like a pug. I stuck out my tongue like her at first sight. She said I couldn't see clearly, so I had to put the sugar on the tip of my tongue, half of it outside, and try my best to stick out my tongue. At this moment, a puppy just stood in my way, and I couldn't dodge. The candy on the tip of the tongue accidentally fell to the ground. As luck would have it, I rushed forward with my right foot facing the candy. Well, what should I do? It's too late to say now, but it's too soon. Before I came to my senses, my foot was already on the "baby". I am really anxious and angry: "you smelly dog, rotten dog, dead dog!" " "I kicked the dog in the stomach and the dog ran away in fear. I lifted my feet, broke off the sugar stuck to the soles of my shoes with my hands, looked around and was reluctant to throw it away. " Throw it away. Do you still want to eat? "Zhu Zhu sarcastically said to me. I can't help rubbing my hands full of candy and staring at Juju's mouth, just let me have a look at the butterscotch. I kept swallowing, hoping that she would spit out the sugar and give me half a bite. I couldn't help it any longer, but my nose was sour and tears flowed down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat … sugar … I want to eat … sugar …"
Now, the old man of time came and took away his childhood in a hurry. I won't haggle over a candy like before, and I won't cry. Thanks to the old time, because he printed his childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book in our hearts. ■
Childhood life is like a flash of lightning, which flashes before our eyes. However, the interesting things of my childhood seem to be engraved in my mind and cannot be erased. Every time I think of them, I can't help laughing.
Once, my mother bought a big bag of vegetables and saw me lying on the sofa watching TV. She said, "Xiao Chun, go and help my mother wash the vegetables." "good!" I readily agreed. Mom said that and went to the living room to watch TV. I walked into the kitchen and saw a big bag of vegetables, including cabbage, on the platform. There are eggplant, three; There are tomatoes, five or six. I'm so stupid. I was told to wash so many dishes when I was in kindergarten class, really. "Ah, yes!" I shouted, doesn't mom usually put so many clothes in the washing machine to wash together? Then I won't do the same thing? Wait a minute, maybe mom will praise me! Thinking of this, I picked up Chinese cabbage and came to the washing machine. I stood on tiptoe to open the lid of the washing machine, carefully put the vegetables in, then cover it again, and finally press the power button. Listening to the sound of the washing machine starting, I sat there and thought with relish how smart I was. After a while, I thought, did you wash the dishes? Hey! These dishes don't need washing. After thinking about it, I got up from my seat and pressed the button of the washing machine to stop it. When I opened the lid of the washing machine, I looked, "Yeah!" It really surprised me. Where is the food? Look at the cabbage with "one army" left. Eggplant seems to have been bitten by a mouse, and it is black and blue. The tomatoes have disappeared ... I'm scared out in a cold sweat. what can I do? Mom spent money to buy so many dishes, but I washed them like this. Really help me more and more! "Small alcohol, food ready? I want to cook. " Mother walked into the kitchen and shouted. I was silent. "Oil your feet-run!" He went into his small room and locked the door. ...
I couldn't help laughing at the thought of this interesting childhood story. How naive I was when I was a child! As I grow older, I gradually understand that different things need different methods to achieve good results; Otherwise, the consequences will often be counterproductive or even out of control.
Childhood is a fragrant flower, a colorful box with little secrets, a clear and transparent river and a colorful dream with laughter.
One day when I was five years old, I found it interesting for my father to smoke. Every time he takes a sip, smoke comes out of his mouth. Smoke has different shapes: some are like birds, some are like flowers, and some are like galloping horses ... Out of curiosity, I decided to try it myself.
One day, while my parents were in the kitchen, I found a straw, put a few pieces of paper and dried flowers and leaves in it, lit it with my father's necessary lighter when smoking, and took a sip. I was choked to "cough, cough, cough ..." When I coughed, I turned over the bed, and tears flowed down.
Mom and dad thought I had a problem, so they rushed over and asked me, "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying? " "No ... no, smoking ... the smoke is choking ... choking." I said word for word. "Smoke, what smoke?" Dad asked me inexplicably, and I pointed to the cigarette case on the table and said, "This is the thing." Dad listened to the criticism and said, "how can a child smoke?" Really not sensible. " But this has not shaken my "smoking plan", and I am still trying to find opportunities.
Finally, on a Saturday afternoon, my parents went shopping and left me alone at home. Before leaving, my mother specifically told me: "Don't touch the power socket (I used to stuff things into the power socket when I was a child), and we will be back soon." I heard the door slam and left.
I took out my father's cigarette case from the cupboard as quickly as possible, took out a cigarette and picked up a lighter to light it. Hey! I lit it for a long time, but the smoke didn't respond at all. I remember my father smoking again. By the way, I put the cigarette in my mouth and smoked hard. Wow! Then, I saw plumes of smoke floating on the small cigarette end and took another sip. "Alas!" " Suffocate to death. "I gave a cry, but I didn't call it okay. When I scream, smoke comes out of my nostrils, which makes me "tearful". The room smells of smoke everywhere.
After a while, mom and dad came back. As soon as they entered the door, both of them shouted, "Mao Zhong, what's the matter? Are you all right? " I walked out with my head down and whispered to my father, "Dad, I'm sorry, I want to smoke from your mouth like you, but I didn't expect …" Dad listened and said, "Why don't you learn to smoke? Didn't you listen to the scientists? Smoking is equivalent to chronic suicide. Smoking blackens the lungs and destroys lung function, and people's life expectancy will be shortened. " I nodded at my father's words and asked, "Dad, why do you smoke?" My father touched my head and said, "Just because my father didn't listen to my grandfather, he became addicted to cigarettes. Now I can't give up smoking, so now my hopes are pinned on you. You must not let my father down! " After listening to my father's words, I finally gave up the "smoking plan" in order not to disappoint my father.
The funny things that happened when I was a child are still so interesting to think of now. I was so stupid when I was a child.
Interviewee:11559 9771166-trainee magician level 2 3- 1 14:43.
Childhood fun
Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of seashells by the sea, accompanied by seawater, shining with colorful brilliance, countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is also my most unforgettable childhood story.
I remember when I was a child, when I was born, there was an orange tree in my yard and it was with me. I often carve a mark on the trunk with a knife to measure whether I am growing taller every day. Looking at those horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that mark. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before." I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, patting her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens. .......
Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that childhood anecdotes will definitely become the best memories in my life.
"Ha ha ..." With the ringing sound like a silver bell, it reminds me of my childhood. At that time, I was naive, cute, lively and naive. Among the many stars, choosing a bright star makes me remember it vividly.
When I was a child, the adults in the village called me a lawless little naughty boy. What you have done is enough to make you laugh.
There are still a few days before the Dragon Boat Festival. My family will cook for a while, sweep the floor for a while, and prepare materials for wrapping palm seeds for a while. They are too busy to breathe. And I, a naughty little boy, laughed at the side. When the adults saw the sigh, they all said, "Alas, there is nothing they can do about her." The days slipped away when I was skipping. In a blink of an eye, the Dragon Boat Festival arrived, and the family took out reed leaves that had already been prepared, cooked them in a pot and began to make zongzi. I, on the other hand, play by and hear laughter from time to time. Nothing escapes my watery eyes, doesn't it? I turned around and saw them making zongzi, talking and laughing. I thought, why not join in the fun! ? So, I walked and ran, squatted by the basin and put my little hand into the green water in the basin. Wow, how comfortable! Touch me like a mother's hand. Later, I played more and more vigorously, threw the "elf" out of the basin and shouted "It's raining, it's raining." The adults looked embarrassed on their grim faces and said, "Xiaxia, stop, or I'll spank you." And I am stubborn, I just ignore his words and continue my game. Now I annoyed him. His slap on my smooth face made me blush like an apple. Bang, a drop of crystal tears fell down. Then I covered my face and ran out. My family has been looking for me all day, and I am in a hurry. In fact, I hid in the haystack next to my home and secretly shed tears. In the evening, my family asked me if it hurt. I shook my head again and again. At first, I hated them a little. Now that I think about it, my dissatisfaction with them has completely disappeared, but I am still very happy because I know that they still love me.
Childhood events make me happy, unforgettable and unforgettable. It left a good memory in my memory door.
Childhood fun
Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of seashells by the sea, accompanied by seawater, shining with colorful brilliance, countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is also my most unforgettable childhood story.
I remember when I was a child, when I was born, there was an orange tree in my yard and it was with me. I often carve a mark on the trunk with a knife to measure whether I am growing taller every day. Looking at those horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that mark. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before." I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, patting her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens. .......
Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that childhood anecdotes will definitely become the best memories in my life.