Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, and the wonderful childhood passes by quickly, but the memories of childhood are still in my heart, deeply imprinted, and the memories that will never be childhood are rows of crooked words on the courtyard wall, which are densely written all over the wall. Everyone likes to write the words he can write, and write his name at the back, and he is also eager to be a teacher to teach other children to read. Whenever I am a teacher, I will be very proud, very proud, as if children all over the world know the most by themselves.
The memory of childhood is the small shop at the school gate. Every time after school, it is always crowded with children, holding a little money in their hands, seriously thinking about what to buy today, and thinking about what else they haven't eaten in the small shop. But in general, before you think about it clearly, when you see that all the children you have bought have left, you will just take a little and run away. Now think about the snacks at that time, which is really memorable.
The memory of childhood is crying after being punished by the teacher. Every time, no matter whether the homework is not well written or there is a conflict with the children, the teacher will be punished, but he always cries for such a trivial matter, and the voice of crying is still very loud. I always feel that the teacher will not continue after hearing it. Later, when I found that the teacher ignored us at all, I gradually cried, but stood outside and watched the scenery.
The memory of my childhood is the bike that wavered but was very fast. After school, I always choose a road that is empty and not very wide to ride home. Because he is also relatively short, and his riding skills are not very good, the bicycle always swings around, but he always rides very fast, because he has a feeling of flying, and sometimes he will loosen the handrails with both hands to experience it, but the probability of falling off the car is still very high.
The memory of childhood is the candy placed at the top of the cupboard. My mother never let us eat a lot of candy because she was worried about our tooth decay, so she put the candy in the top cupboard, and we thought about how to get the candy when they were at work every day. As a result, once, I pulled the cupboard down, but fortunately, I was not crushed under it, and my mother was shocked, but since then, we can eat casually.
The memory of childhood is a swinging swing. Every time there are many children around it, we are all eagerly looking forward to sitting on it, but every time it ripples, it is a burst of laughter that floats in the air with the wind. Childhood Paradise Composition 2
This is my childhood paradise-home. In my world, it is not only a place to live, but also the birthplace of my imagination and a free game area.
Needless to say, the green bonsai is decorated with red-rooted grass; Needless to say, fish swim happily in the water and turtles crawl unscrupulously on the ground. My beautiful hut alone is full of infinite fun. Facebook laughs on the wall, the clock beats rhythmically, plush toys dream on the soft pink bed, and attractive cakes with different characteristics are placed on the coffee table, which are far better in color and taste than birthday cakes.
I was full of childishness at that time, and I engraved the plot of legal report in my heart. Sometimes I sit in a rocking chair and stare blankly at the wall: will there be a murder case in this room before, and dark red blood was splashed under the wall? Will a man covered in blood suddenly walk out from behind the door? Thinking about it, I was scared by myself before I knew it. I squatted in the corner in fear and shouted, "Mom and Dad, come quickly!" Sometimes I even think in my sleep. The plot in "The Shark's Mouth Escaps" is horrible. The bed surface is the sea surface, and I float on it. After a while, the shark bites me ... Oh, it scares me again. Unable to overcome my fear, I finally put down my face and went to live with my parents, who always valued dignity the most.
When it comes to games, it seems that you can hear my laughter or find my handprint in every decoration at home. Among them, my favorite is a sofa cushion half a person's height and a purple bear as tall as me. I will move the mat to the carpet while watching TV, and then put it into the shape of a bed according to its size and height. Then I will let Bear play poker with me like my mother, read children's books with me, and accompany me to sleep ... Sometimes I will throw a plane made of paper into the distance outside the window and watch it scare away the birds perched in the trees ...
Home is my childhood paradise, and it cares for me like an elder who doesn't think I'm childish. Take me to play, give me joy, and make me reluctant to give it up and cling to it. It will always be the post station of my heart, the golden harbor. Childhood Paradise Composition 3
Everyone has a unique childhood. During childhood, everyone also has his own little paradise, and I am no exception. I have a little paradise! I spent most of my childhood in my grandmother's house. At that time, the backyard of my grandmother's house was also full of fruit trees. When I came out of the gate, I saw green vegetable fields, smelled faint flowers and heard the sound of flowing water!
as long as I finish my homework, my grandmother never stops me wherever I go to play! She knew that even if she didn't agree with me to go out to play, I would sneak out. As soon as I escaped, I invited a group of friends to go fishing in the stream. Along the way, I could see many unknown wild flowers and weeds. I picked them up and made them into a beautiful garland, put them on my head, hummed a little song, and walked to the stream with my friends. The stream was very clear, like a transparent tulle, which could be seen through the stream. There are also some small crabs. The friends roll up their sleeves and trouser legs one after another, and play freely in the stream. You splash me and I splash you. When you are very cheerful and tired of playing, you grab some small fish and shrimp and put them in small plastic bags with you. Then you pick up some twigs, peel and sharpen your head, and keep them for stringing fish. Then you take out small fish from the plastic bags, take out a knife and clean them, and then string them with twigs. Put the small fish on the grill, and the fire shines on everyone's childish smiling face. When it is cooked, it will be picked up and eaten without any seasoning. What it eats is the taste of nature, which is extremely delicious. After eating, we will pick some mulberries across the stream and some raspberries as dessert. After washing, we will grab a handful of mulberries in our left hand and raspberries in our right hand, and put them into our mouths together, and the juices with different flavors will flow in together. Everyone chased and played together in the fields. Laughter gave nutrition to the vegetable fields. When the sun turned orange, everyone should go home. In the green grass, grandma always waited for me with a cow. When she saw me, she smiled at me and waved her hand to show me the past. Then she fondly touched my head, carried me on the cow's back and pulled the cow home together. The orange sun lengthened our figure, forming a natural and beautiful painting.
this is my childhood paradise, and it will never change in my memory! Childhood Paradise Composition 4
There is a park-Jiu Feng Park at the foot of Jiufeng Mountain, with beautiful scenery and overlapping peaks. Jiu Feng Park became my good partner when I was sensible.
There are several osmanthus trees at the entrance of Jiu Feng Park. Every autumn, the branches of osmanthus trees are dotted with golden osmanthus trees, just like wearing a golden dress. When a breeze blows, osmanthus flowers dance with the wind. I, love stand, am under the tree, and let the flowers float on my head, body and feet. I am like a fairy in the "osmanthus rain". Some naughty children are still shaking trees hard to let osmanthus fall, and then run to find fresh osmanthus to take home.
There is a man-made lake in the park called Dragon Ball Lake. There is a winding bridge on the lake, as well as a pavilion and trees beside the lake. I like walking here, because a gust of wind will make people relaxed and happy.
A shallow stream flows slowly and is very clear. People like to do laundry here. There are several sports facilities by the stream, and I often go there to exercise.
In the depths of Jiu Feng Park is the Children's Park, which contains merry-go-rounds, pirate ships and so on. The most interesting thing is the time when I was a child. Sitting on a horse, just like a cowboy, galloping on his horse, he couldn't help cheering happily: "Oh, long live the cowboy!" "
When it snows in winter, Jiu Feng Park looks even more beautiful with a white coat. I picked up a snowball and threw it at my accompanying mother, who seemed to have returned to childhood and fought with me.
I love my hometown and its scenery, and it brings me so much fun. My unforgettable hometown. Childhood Paradise Composition 5
My childhood paradise is my alma mater.
There, I can say that grasshoppers scare timid girls in the grass (although I am a woman, I am not afraid of insects); There, I can have a rich after-school life, long jump with girls and race with boys; There, I can lie on the playground and look at the sky quietly until I am numb; In a word, I can do many things there that I can't do now.
In primary school, I was a troublemaker, a good student in the eyes of teachers and a tomboy in the eyes of classmates. School is where I run wild. Every day after school, we climb over the wall and climb into the school; If the doorman Lao Zhou found out, he just made a face at him and begged him to turn off the camera. Naturally, he couldn't stand our "soft grinding and hard foam", so he was bought by some of our scrappy people! After "making trouble" in school, I walked out of school aboveboard ... < P > Looking back now, I was naive and a little silly. I was addicted to memories of the past and longing for the future, but in fact, for anyone, every minute was broadcast live, without rehearsal or replay. So I chose here-Hengda Middle School. How I miss my primary school classmates! Here, I would like to present a poem: classmates/the night sky tonight is so clear/classmates get together, like a clear river/come and go in a hurry/meeting each other is just a strange moment/cherish the endless rain/brilliant smiles/reminisce and share all the way/joys and pains that passed yesterday/strong feelings surge like waves/you are enjoying a colorful life with me/heartily.
Dear students, I miss you! My paradise, I miss you! Childhood Paradise Composition 6
I still remember that when I first arrived there, I took a long bus ride, and I got carsick badly. I don't know how far I walked until I came to a yard, where it became our new home.
Later, I learned that this is a small village called Liuzhuangzi. There is a lush forest in the east and a magnificent logistics center in the west, where all kinds of goods are stored. There is a street in the south, and there are car repair shops and restaurants on both sides of the street. In the north, however, there is a desolate train lane with unknown flowers and trees on both sides of the lane. Because this driveway is the only way for me to go to school, I have special feelings for it. I come here to play in my spare time, and sometimes I walk far and far along the railway and then return, always wanting to see something novel.
The woods in the east also have a lot of fun. Spring has come, and the branches are covered with small green leaves. At this time, if you go to the Woods for a turn, you will have a leisurely feeling, and you will always be reluctant to leave. In summer, the weather is very hot. At night, after sunset, many people come here to play around. We children are playing hide-and-seek in the Woods, and our hearts are full of happiness. In autumn, all the leaves are withered, leaving bare branches. The leaves on the ground are very thick, so it is very comfortable to lie on them. Sometimes I fall asleep on them. It began to snow in winter, and the Woods were white and beautiful, so we had a snowball fight there.
Looking back on those past events now, I feel very sad. I miss the grove there, everything there and the happy childhood there. Childhood Paradise Composition 7
Our life is rich and colorful, leaving happy footprints everywhere, and the green space is my paradise.
Through a dense grove, I came to a flat grassland. The cool breeze in April blew through my ears, and a fallen leaf flew from the treetops, slowly, slowly, and fell into my palm. Looking at this very eye-catching green space, I remembered and recalled that this was once my secret paradise ...
"Come on! Come on! " What are you doing when the sound of refueling resounds through the green grass in the month? It turned out that we were playing football. Look, I saw hats and schoolbags as a goal, and the battle was about to start.
"ah! Did not enter again! " I saw that the other side scored another goal. "How come!" I said.
"the strength is too poor! Want to fight with us, a little tender! "
"one more dish!" I said angrily.
"it's 4: ! Still better than! "
"come on! Let's play another game! " I said.
"If you fight again, you can fight again. It doesn't matter if you win one more set!"
The game bell rang again. I served, only to see that I stepped back and wiped the crystal sweat on my forehead with my hand. "Ah!" I struggled forward, and the ball was kicked out. We manipulated the ball as if it were on the ground, but we were not happy for a long time, and it was taken away by other teams. The ball rolled back and forth under the opponent's feet, and once kicked, the ball crossed a beautiful arc in the air. I saw the moment the football hit the goal, our goalkeeper jumped up and hugged the ball hard, and the ball was stopped by us! "Great!" I cheered. "Don't be too happy!" The opponent said maliciously. I saw the goalkeeper kick the ball, and the ball made an arc in the air. The companion immediately took the ball and said, "Pass me the ball!" " I shouted like crazy. My companion turned the ball and immediately rolled to my feet. So, I fought hard. "shoot!" I saw the other goalkeeper just catching it, but the ball seemed to be very flexible. He passed by and slipped into the goal. "The ball is in!" The players shouted wildly, and I sat down prostrate! It's over, although it's 4: 1, but we finally succeeded!
Now, when I grow up, I recall what I looked like in those days. On the beautiful green land, it seems that there are still bursts of laughter from our childhood!
Our life is rich and colorful, leaving happy footprints everywhere. I still remember that green land is my paradise. Childhood Paradise Composition 8
I spent my childhood in the village where my grandmother lived. There is a small house that has long been deserted. At that time, it was my paradise.
When I was a child, every time I knew a few new words, I always "explored" in the village. That's it, I found the "ghost house"
Needless to say, the fiery red pepper, golden corn, graceful weeping willows and the old stone with bad records hanging on the wall; Needless to say, the cicada is lying on the tree tirelessly, and the furry spider is swaggering. The scenery on the corner of the eaves alone is very intriguing. Listen! Where did that sweet sound come from? It turned out to be a magpie family singing loudly. The spider is leisurely lying on the internet, enjoying its lunch leisurely. The sunlight obliquely fell on the Parthenocissus tricuspidata, forming a 45-degree light.
Grandma told me: "Children must not look at the window of the old house, or they will be caught by ghosts.". Therefore, whenever I go to the cabin to play, I always dare not look at the window for fear that I will see something unclean. Keyou