In the weekday study, work and life, many people have written essays, right? Writing essays can exercise our habit of being alone, letting our mind be quiet and thinking about our future direction. You always have nothing to write when you write an essay? The following is my compilation of my childhood essay, welcome to share.
My childhood essay 1
As the saying goes, "There is a golden house in the book, the book has its own words like jade", since I was a "little bookworm", listening to my mother said, as long as there is a slow picture book when I was a child, I will not be noisy, quiet look, it seems that there is always a secret of the book, and it will attract me to discover. It seemed that there were always secrets in the books that attracted me to discover them. Wilson once said: "Books are the window to the world through the mind. A house without books is like a room without windows." Books have become my companion, he is inseparable from my side, accompanying me to grow up.
Chairman Mao said: "Meal can be a day without eating, sleep can be a day without sleeping, books can not be a day without reading." As long as I have time, I can not help but read books. Such as: "Encyclopedia", "in the pocket of the father", "Robinson Crusoe" and so on. The world of books can always let me sleep and eat, at the same time, also let me feel y, have to be close to. At home, only the book is inseparable, on the desk, on the bedside, in the cabinet, the book is a wide world, a vast ocean, a vast universe, always lead me to Ao Xiang.
Reading books not only let me grow my knowledge, but also broaden my horizons, for example: "Encyclopedia" let me understand the wonder of the world, "Charlotte's Web" let me feel the innocent friendship, "Robinson Crusoe" let me know the survival of the desert island is not easy, "in the pocket of the father", let me understand a child can also save the world.
Liu Xiang once said: books are like medicine, good reading can heal the stupid. Reading makes me progress, reading makes me grow, reading accompanies me forever!
My childhood essay 2
As a child, I spent most of my life at my grandparents' house, and in that small countryside, I was full of laughter everywhere.
At that time, I was just a three-year-old kid, but stay in the small countryside walking, running, jumping, jumping is an essential part of me. In front of my grandmother's house, there are melon vines, bamboo, flowers and trees everywhere, and my grandmother told me that there are melon vines in the backyard that will trip me up, and it's best not to go! I just don't listen, I want to pick the melon on the vine, catch the butterfly on the flower, fall again and again, the little kid I always naughty, like to challenge, obviously is to pick can't also can't catch, but also not happy!
In the bamboo forest, a few boulders, I often go to see the chickens foraging, hen laying eggs, rooster crowing, over time, those chickens have become my best friend, whenever I bring food into the bamboo forest, roosters, hens, chickens will come together, to me to eat, I don't let them starve, I will eat the food I eat them, they cooed while eating and screaming as if thanking me, don't mention that I have!
In the woods, the food is not as good as it used to be!
In the woods, there is a cherry tree planted by my grandmother. In the rainy season, red cherries, I will be held by the grandmother, standing under the cherry tree, together with reaching out to pick cherries to eat. The cherries are big and red, like little red lanterns, hanging from the top of the tree, because of their own hands to pick, eat more sweet and sour.
In the flowers, my figure often appear, because my grandmother likes to plant flowers, I like to water the flowers, these different forms of flowers, open in different seasons, red, green, pink, purple fascinated.
Now that I have grown up, the small countryside has been transformed into high-rise buildings, and my grandparents' home has moved into a flat. Now I often think of the small countryside of my childhood grandparents' home, think of the melon vines there, think of the chickens there, think of the time under the cherry tree because these things to me that's the fun, no sadness in it, happy has become a childhood pronoun.
My childhood essay 3In my colorful childhood, accompanied by a lot of my toy friends. The most unforgettable is still the cute stuffed toy - the white rabbit.
It is the year I was three years old, in a wide range of dolls in a glance.
It is wearing a white fluffy coat, long ears, body forward swing, warped three-petal mouth, as if chewing grass with relish. More conspicuous is a reddish nose above the mouth is particularly interesting. Round face embedded in a pair of red onyx-like eyes, bulging, giving people a clever, gentle feeling.
Since then, the white rabbit has become my good friend. I take it with me everywhere I go. When I eat for fear that it is hungry, I feed it a spoonful of rice to eat, when I put something smeared on its face, its little face is very amusing, almost like living. I also let it lie next to me at bedtime. When I tell a story to its long ears, I find that its shining eyes don't blink and look at me with full attention. I loved it so much. I would do anything for it.
It can share my sweet **** suffering, can share my sorrow, it smiles at me every day, once I see it, I have no more sorrow. When I am sad, it is like a counselor to comfort me and persuade me; when I am happy, it looks at me with a smile, as if applauding me.
This is my childhood friend, a lovely friend, a good friend who is inseparable from me.
My childhood essay 4Everyone's childhood is interesting, and my childhood is the same, colorful, carefree, both happy and sad. Here, let me tell you an interesting childhood story!
When I was five years old, I wanted to play with lighters, but parents are not allowed.
One day, my family went out, only my cousin and I were at home, and the lighter was placed on the table, I thought: this is a good opportunity, mom, dad, grandparents are not at home, the lighter is right in front of us, it is just to satisfy my wish to play with the lighter! Let's ask my cousin to play with it! I ran to my cousin, giggled and asked, "Cousin, do you want to play with a thing? It's fun!" Hearing this, my cousin asked curiously, "What is it?" "A lighter." I said loudly. Upon hearing this, my cousin snickered and replied, "Great!"
We two little kids ran over, took the lighter in one hand, ran back to the room, began to fiddle with it, not to mention how happy. But playing and playing, feel bored. I had a whim: use the lighter to burn other things, in the room, our first thought was the mosquito net, we pressed the button, slowly approaching the mosquito net, the fire touched the mosquito net, the mosquito net instantly wore a small hole, I took turns to burn my cousin and I burned a few holes at once. We also thought of burning paper towels, we put a roll of paper towels almost half burned, play tired, only to stop this "crazy" action, quietly put the lighter back to the original position.
In a short while, Grandma came back, a door into the room, smelled a burning smell, look around, and found that the mosquito net broke a few holes, paper towels are also missing half, Grandma suddenly, the fire, immediately found us two naughty, we had to be honest, Grandma heard, send us a meal of "rattan fried pork! "
It's a good thing that I'm not a big fan of this.
My childhood is really interesting ah!
My childhood essay 5
Childhood is like a blue ocean, and childhood anecdotes are like the seaside that a shining, glorious shells, I am in that memory of the shore, looking for the best shells, ah, found it ...... I remember one time, I saw my father was lying in bed asleep, so my little head Then I suddenly came up with a "bad" idea, is to draw, of course, not on paper, but ----- in the face of Dad.
I first find out the paint, pen and water, then I carefully painted on the forehead of my father on a big "king" word, and then use the yellow color in the face of my father around a bunch of golden spots, so it is a tiger full of wind, after the painting of my side of their own "masterpiece". After the painting, I was happy for my "masterpiece" and sorry for my dad's face was painted like this, I was happy to look at my "masterpiece", suddenly my dad woke up, looking at his blank face, I laughed out loud, and my dad looked at me, and when he saw the floor, he was puzzled. When he saw the watercolor paint and water all over the ground, and my unintentional smile.
Hurriedly ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror, when he found his face has been painted by me into a line, he did not care about the watercolor paint on his face, he flew into the house to chase me, I rushed to the kitchen to hide behind my mother. Mom didn't know what was going on yet, and when she saw Dad's face, she laughed out loud too. Childhood is so interesting ah, I love my colorful childhood!
Essay on My Childhood 6Everyone has their own joyful childhood, and so do I. I've had a lot of fun in my childhood, and I've had a lot of fun in mine. For example, burying the little turtle, eating soap foam and so on. Which one of these things do you want to hear about? If you don't know then I'll talk about eating soap foam!
I was very naughty and curious as a child. I often saw my father drinking beer there, every time I pour full of foam dad drink a mouthful will say very good, I want to drink every time, but my father did not agree, so I often back my mom and dad pretending to drink beer like dad drink.
Once, my mom was washing clothes and I saw a lot of foam thought it was beer, so I cheated my mom out and took a cup and gently scooped a cup and drank it like my dad. When I drank the first mouth feel sour, not as good as Dad said, I ran to the mother in front of the crying, said: "Dad lied obviously beer is not good, he said good." Mom felt strange and said to herself, "There is no beer in the house, what does she drink?" This sentence was just heard by me, I pulled my mom to the bathroom and said: "This is not beer?" Mom looked at me and hugged me and said, "My little ancestor!" And I do not know what happened to see mom laughed, I also laughed!
Now that I think of it really feel funny, I feel quite stupid, small friends you think I how it? I'm not sure if you want to be my friend or not.
My childhood essay 7
Light is like an arrow, the sun and moon like a shuttle. Those silly and interesting things in childhood and all kinds of happiness strung into a shining necklace ......
Now, the silly things in childhood are still fresh in my mind. One day when I was four years old, my father and I went to my grandmother's house. It so happened that the neighboring family was also going out. Suddenly, the neighbor's little boy deliberately jumped forward three times. Looking at him, I couldn't help but want to do the same. At this time, my father pulled my hand, said: "You do not learn him! You jump downward like this not jump out of a broken bone out of the strange!" I dismissed the idea. Skimming my lips, I said, "I'm not going to do such a stupid thing."
But I couldn't resist the temptation. In the afternoon, I walked out the door, came downstairs to "try my hand". I first jumped two frames and two frames - nothing! I think: four I must be able to jump over, let the little friends to see my "cover the world of God" it! So I called my friends from upstairs and downstairs. Jump two, three frame is okay, but jump four frame when I accidentally a slip - the result of the incisors fell off two! I fell to the ground and cried.
Mom heard, rushed to help me up, said: "Silly child, Dad did not tell you not to jump it!" Hearing my mom's words, I no longer dare to jump forward three frames and three frames.
Six years of these silly things, has become a good memory.
My childhood essay 8I have a joyful, happy family. I was born in the beautiful and vast Canada, I love Canada, but I love China more. When I was a baby, my mom and dad made me a custom-made quill pen for me as a souvenir, engraved with the words "Love Canada, Roots China" ---- This is what my mom and dad expected of me. I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but I'm going to do what I'm going to do.
From the time I was born, mom and dad always said: children are the best gift given by God, to let our baby have a healthy and happy childhood. I was just two years old, my mother taught me to learn to hold scissors, learn to do handicrafts, my grandparents taught me to learn to use chopsticks, but also taught me to count, to recognize Chinese characters, and told me all kinds of stories from ancient times to modern times and from China and foreign countries as well as the truth of life ......
In Canada, my mom and dad and I swam to the Nicaraguan Falls, picked up maple leaves, had snowball fights, and practiced swimming; in Japan, my mom Take me to eat Japanese food, take the Shinkansen high-speed train, visit Disneyland; after returning to China, my mom and dad accompanied me to the Summer Palace, Yuanmingyuan, Science and Technology Museum, Planetarium ...... countless fun places, I gradually grew up in the embrace of love. In order to know more profound Chinese culture, mom and dad let me choose to grow up in the motherland school, they also returned to the motherland work.
What makes me happy is that my dad and I are still "alumni"! I like Xiyuan Primary School, I like our teachers, I learned a lot of cultural knowledge here, as well as songs, poems, songs, dance, etc., life is very pleasant. In addition to classes, I also competed with my classmates in jumping rope, throwing sandbags, and drawing mazes; I did duty cleaning together and learned to help my classmates and care for the collective. I love my childhood, I love my country more.
My childhood essay 9People often say that there are childhood joy; some people say that childhood bitter. Childhood actually have sour, sweet, bitter and happy. Let me talk about my childhood!
My childhood is very bitter. I grew up living in a very remote place - Dengya New Village. You should not have heard of it, huh? When I was in second grade, my mom took me to cram school, and the teacher was super mean, and I sat across from her! Whenever I did something wrong, she scolded me - grandma! I knew the teacher was doing it for my own good, but I still hated him! That teacher is also my school teacher, and when she's angry she hits people all over the place. It pisses me off! Ninety-nine percent of the students in this school hate that teacher. The teacher herself says she has to speak softly, but she doesn't speak softly! As the saying goes, "If you want others to be good, you have to be good yourself." The teacher always said to follow her example, so we are following his example! Haha. I still remember that at the end of class, the teacher made us sit still for a long time, which made our feet sore as hell! We all wished that teacher would change schools. Another thing is that the principal didn't care about our schooling, but always taught dance! It didn't matter that I was chosen by the principal to dance; it didn't matter that I was scolded for not dancing well. What mattered was that after I had learned it, the principal didn't choose me to dance on the stage but chose the younger students who had just entered the school. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley!
Alas, my childhood really, bitter ah!
My childhood is so bitter.
My childhood essay 10
Childhood is like a palette, constantly adjusted, adjusted my colorful memories: childhood is like a Rubik's Cube, gently turn ah turn, turn out my joys and sorrows; childhood is like a cradle of memories, filled with happiness; childhood is a cup of mellow coffee is a colorful album is a sweet maltose. It is a long time to stop in the aftertaste!
My childhood is carefree is happy and happy. When I was a child, I lived in a small yard, the yard has a large family of our grandchildren. We often gathered in the courtyard to eat together.
When I was two years old, I entered kindergarten. I was diligent and studious often praised by teachers and rewarded by the school. For my every progress my mom and dad are happy, and for my setbacks and failures mom and dad also gave me great encouragement. When I was disobedient, my father would criticize me severely and reason with me; when I was unhappy and crying, my mother would quietly let me cry in her arms. I didn't understand why my father was so strict, and then slowly grew up to understand his pain.
I became a first-grade student, my mother has been helping me to solve the problem, so my grades have always been in the top, but also by the teacher's appreciation. I have slowly learned many life lessons and understood many life lessons under the teaching of my mom and teachers.
This is my childhood, my childhood is so ordinary, it does not have brocade clothes, it does not have a limousine building but it will always be my treasure. It will give me encouragement in my difficulties so that I will always keep a childish heart, it will be a shiny piece of my life!
My childhood essay 11Every child has a beautiful dream, these dreams accompany us as we grow up, so that our hearts are always full of hope. I also have a beautiful dream, this dream in my childhood left an indelible trace.
When I was a child, I often fiddle with literacy cards, the cards have many pictures of China's tourist attractions, the Forbidden City, Tiananmen Square, the Great Wall of China, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Dynasty ...... so not awesome ah! Look at the picture, I fantasize, I stand in front of the Tiananmen Square tower; I fantasize, I climbed the Great Wall of China; I fantasize, I appreciate the exquisite 'murals' of the Mogao Caves ...... It would be so nice! I really want to go and visit all the tourist attractions in China. Thus, this dream was sown in my childhood.
I was amazed that the Lushan waterfalls "flying straight down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days", that the West Lake in Hangzhou, "to the West Lake than the Xizi, the thick makeup is always appropriate", that the East Mount Taishan, "will when The Dongting Lake's "Looking at the water color of Dongting Mountain, a green snail in a silver plate", Mount Emei's "The moon of Mount Emei is half a round of autumn, and the shadow flows into the Pingqiang River", and Mount Liupan's "The peaks on Mount Liupan". "peak on the Liupan Mountain, the red flag rolled west wind"; I long for, that the Sanya sunset red Zhu Dan Tong, that the Great Wall of China's winding ups and downs, that the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Dynasty, that the exquisite Mogao Grottoes, that the Potala Palace, the gas through the sky ...... I look forward to every day, can fulfill my dream of traveling. I can fulfill my dream of traveling.
Finally, 11 years old that summer, I went to the capital city of Beijing for the first time with my classmates. We climbed the Badaling Great Wall, visited Tiananmen Square, the Forbidden City, the Palace of Gongwangfu, Wangfujing Street, the Summer Palace, the Bird's Nest, Tsinghua University ...... This time, I really appreciate the long history of China, the beauty of China's tourist attractions!
My dream of traveling, is in progress, I am in the company of the dream, little by little growing up ......
Essay 12 of my childhoodWhen I was small, my mom and dad were busy doing business, often left me at home, entrusted to the next door to the retired master Liu to take care of me.
I remember that the first thing that Mr. Liu taught me was how to play chess, and he had a pair of ancestral jade chess pieces in his house, a sandalwood board, white jade pieces, and when I touched this set of chess pieces, I always felt that the years were passing by in my fingertips. Master Liu not only taught me to play chess, but also taught me a lot of life through chess, whenever I think about it I can always benefit a lot, he told me: "Life is like a game of chess, you are still small, you do not know what you will encounter in the future, but you have to do a good job of every choice you make at the present time, each play should be carefully think about it clearly, do not let your future on the choice of the present regret! " At that time, I was still small, always blinking plausibly listening to moncler jackets outlet and I said every word, that kind of calm and elegant style, lifting the son of prudent, drop the son of the generals of the wind without regret, in my childhood heart left a deep impression.
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My childhood essay 13My childhood a string of bubbles, each bubble is a story, childhood is a string of notes, singing a happy song!
When I was little, my mom always liked to take my cousin and me to the countryside to see my grandmother. Grandma told us that she did not have anything to play when she was a child, just like to play yo-yo. So we played too. We first found a piece of land, then, got some yo-yos over, and finally dug the hole.
We began to play, I climbed on the ground, traced the small pit, a pop, the yo-yo can not help but slow rolling forward, and finally thud near the hole. Cousin, I saw his hands busy, a moment to swing the yo-yo, a moment to trace, after a while, he finally began to play yo-yo, yo-yo quickly rolled forward, it crossed the pit, haha! I won! I won! My cousin gave me the yo-yo helplessly.
We had another round, and this time, my cousin served first, and saw his hand flick, and the yo-yo rolled down and fell into the pit, and I didn't do anything about it, and I also flicked, and didn't realize that the yo-yo was askew, and I had to reluctantly give him the yo-yo.
The third round began, I this time a flick on the yo-yo popped in, and my cousin was not so lucky, his yo-yo also popped crooked, I was very happy, he gave me the yo-yo.
After a few rounds, I won a lot and he didn't win a single one, so I was very proud of myself! I experienced a toy that my grandmother played with when I was a kid, and it was very fun.
I love this game!
As if the seven colors, illuminating my life!
My childhood essay 14
Time passes like a fly, in the blink of an eye, I have said goodbye to a colorful childhood, but the bright smile of my childhood friends I still remember vividly.
Xiao Xi Xi is my childhood years push heart good friends, we are inseparable all day, is considered a good buddy. It was he who changed my life and brought happiness to my life.
When I was a child, my character is more introverted, do not like to play around, boring childhood life has made me feel tired, but since I met the little XiXi, my point of view on life has greatly changed. He took me outside to play, tirelessly tell me all kinds of interesting things, seems to be infected by him, introverted me become much more cheerful, is he let me know that life is rich and colorful, as long as more attentive observation, you will find life so wonderful.
Once, I went to catch fish with Xiaoxi Xi, in a small ditch, he took off his hat, threw up his pants legs, without saying a word, in the ditch to find the target, I was on the sidelines to look out for the wind, in a short while, they caught a basket of fish, I persuade him to leave, but he seems to be not yet satisfied with the words of my "wind in the ear". The unexpected thing happened, his toe was cut by the glass accidentally, the bright red blood kept flowing out, I saw him like this, scared out of a cold sweat, but he clenched his teeth, squeeze out a smile of pain, told me he was fine, and then staggered up and walked home with great difficulty, I can't imagine how he endured the pain at that time, just a smile, and buried all the pain. I can't imagine how he held back the pain, just a smile, buried all the pain. Indeed, people live in this world, there will inevitably be ups and downs, difficulties, if you can face the various difficulties in life with a smile, then the pain will be halved, so that life is more valuable.
Light is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, time wears away the years, but it can't take away this strong friendship of ours, and it will become part of my memory.
My childhood is like a string of beautiful pearl necklace, and the story of my childhood is that one crystal clear pearl, so pure and flawless. When I have to look for the most pure and beautiful one, there is always a hint of shyness.
That year I was five years old, my mother bought me a porcelain doll. When I first saw her, I fell in love with her. She can be really beautiful: big watery eyes, red mouth, a black hair like a waterfall. I can't get enough of her, I hold her all day long, hold her to eat, hold her to sleep, hold her to play, little friends are very envious of me.
After some days, I suddenly found the porcelain doll some dirty: black hair more than a little "colorful flowers", big eyes seem to be covered with a layer of cataracts, small mouth seems to say: "master, I'm dirty". How to do it, I have an idea, why don't I give the porcelain doll a bath.
Said dry, I immediately took the porcelain doll to the bathroom, put into the basin, and then put some water into it, and then I picked up the brush vigorously brush up. But I found that the doll more and more dirty brush, and finally turned into a gray thing, the head and body are indistinguishable, I sadly cried ......
Mom came home from work, I saw me in the bathroom "bubble" under siege, crying, and anxiously asked me why. Asked me why, I choked this intermittently told my mom the causes and consequences of the incident. Mom heard, laughed out loud, said: "Silly child, porcelain dolls are painted with paint, of course the color will fade." After I knew the truth, I also broke into tears and laughed with my mom.
Now when I think back, I can't help but laugh. Yes, the story of childhood is childish and beautiful, it is because of these wonderful stories, my childhood will be colorful, that beautiful childish heart will fly dream, with dreams, I am in the long journey of life unconsciously grow ......