"Little A, catch the ball." I shouted. As I spoke, I threw the basketball to Xiao A. Although he is fat, he is also very flexible. He caught the basketball at random and threw it into the basket. ...
When I got home, my mother had a stick and my father had a mop. Their eyes can let me know that I'm going to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots again. "Ah-",yet screams came from home. I was in tears and thought, don't be cruel when I go out to play basketball for a while! Am I not your son? Did I pick it up from the trash can? At this time, I am sad! Like drinking a bottle of vinegar.
"How many points did you get in this exam?" I asked little a. The little boy frowned and whispered, "I didn't do well in this exam." I only got 60 points in Chinese and even worse in math, only 50 points. " By the way, what's your score? "I said happily," this time I only got 99 points in Chinese and 120 points in math. "I be elated, very happy.
On the way home, the sun shines on the earth and flowers are applauding for me. When I got home, my mother almost had a heart attack when I told her the good news. She clapped her hands and laughed, and my heart was as sweet as honey. Dad walked around happily, talking to himself. One minute he said he was going to Guilin, and the next he said he was going to have a party. It is sweet to see them like this. It turns out that the feeling of making mom and dad happy is so sweet!
I was dressed in black and stood in front of the tombstones of Xiao B and Xiao C. They were my classmates, but they died in a car accident. Because someone was drunk and collided with little B and C, the collision took little B and C to heaven. Think of my past with them. On weekdays, they take care of me like brothers. If they have snacks, they will give me one. If I am in trouble, they will also help me. My heart is broken, and my heart is more bitter than eating bitter gourd. Little b, little c, have a good trip!
The tug-of-war began, and I pulled the rope on myself again and again, and the rope entangled me like a water snake. At the beginning of the game, I tried my best to pull it back, and my classmates tried their best to suck milk. The audience is cheering for us, and every time the enemy is pulled by me, our mood will be happier. Finally, we defeated our opponent. At this time, my hands are burning, my heart is burning, and the cheers of my classmates are burning.
Childhood is colorful and unforgettable, just a box of delicious spices, making a sweet and sour silhouette.
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Childhood Silhouette Composition 2 Childhood is like a musical score, and its notes show the beauty of mountains and rivers; Childhood, like a poem, contains the charm of poetry; Childhood, like a painting, has the beauty of painting. Ah! What a nostalgic childhood, like a string of candied haws that I longed for when I was a child, makes people taste its sweetness.
Turning to the first page of my childhood photo album, I am carefully beating dates with bamboo poles under the jujube tree. I remember that experience clearly.
In autumn, the fields are fruitful, and the mountains are full of melons and fruits. A big basket of golden oranges, wide-mouthed pomegranates are hanging on the branches, and there are heavy persimmons, but what makes me drool most is the dates hanging on the branches. It was planted by a lonely old man. He had nothing to do on weekdays, so he planted some flowers and fruit trees. After a long time, the fruit he planted is better than others. That day, I made an appointment with some fun friends in the village, picked a slender bamboo pole and crept up the mountain. The mountain road is very rugged, and we support each other to climb the steep slope. When we stood panting under the jujube tree. The jujube tree was entangled in a big net, and many birds were trapped inside. Several partners complained that the bamboo basket was empty next to me, but I still refused to give up, stubbornly picked up the bamboo pole and picked it out from the loophole in the net. I guessed right, I only picked a few. My face is full of childish smiles and I feel a sense of accomplishment, so I will make persistent efforts, one here and one there. The shouts are getting louder and louder. I don't know who hissed, so we immediately calmed down and looked at each other for a while, covering our mouths and snickering. We wrapped our clothes on dates, covered them tightly and walked down the hill with cheerful steps.
Open the second page of the album, which is a wonderful childhood. Whenever my parents are not at home, my sister and I will close the doors and windows and pull down the curtains. Take out the wide scarf that will be used in winter, get into the closet and dig out the clothes of adults, and find out mom's high heels from the shoe cabinet. At this time, we put on clothes and high heels, decorated with various characters, and enjoyed the sound of high heels like adults.
The third page is the beautiful scenery in the sunset. I always like sunset. Stay quietly in the wheat wave with your best friend and talk about your beautiful vision for the future. Sometimes after cutting the wheat, we lie on the haystack in the field and watch the sunset. I didn't go home with mud and grass until evening. Laughing and waiting to be scolded by my parents. It was quiet and comfortable during that time.
Childhood, like a beautiful butterfly, emerges from its cocoon and shows its beautiful body; Childhood, like a soaring eagle, soars in the air, relaxed and happy; Childhood is like a galloping horse, stepping on the grass and being free.