1. Write a composition of 6 words with "childhood events"
My childhood was very happy, and the stories that happened at that time are still fresh in my memory. There is one thing that always makes me very happy when I think about it. Because it brings me endless fun. One day, when school was over, I saw a lot of students around in front of me. I walked over curiously and saw that it was a box of cute ducklings. When I asked, I bought it for one and a half. I picked it up and held it in my hands. Its small eyes looked at me like two black beans and barked at me from time to time. And its swaying appearance is very cute. When I crouched down to get the plastic bag, it waddled out of my hand. I caught it back, still chanting: "This little thing is really naughty." Then, I put it in a plastic bag and gave it a name-"Scampy". When I got home, I put it in the shoe box and put it on the table for fear that it would run out. However, it was disobedient. It grabbed the box with its wings first, then jumped out of the box with a hard force. Then, it ran forward in desperation and fell on the chair. It jumped off the chair again. Staggering came running, Ji Ji called at me. I think it's hungry. I took out some vegetables from the refrigerator, carefully cut them into pieces, and put them into a small plate. As soon as I picked up the plate, the duckling waddled up to me, only to see it flapping its wings and craning its neck eagerly. Before I put the plate steady, it greedily ate it with its yellow and flat mouth, which was like a small clip. In a short time, its mouth like a small clip ate all the dishes on the plate. The way it eats vegetables is really cute. Seeing how delicious it is, I like it even more. In the evening, my father came back and made a window for Naughty with a cardboard box. Mother cooked it food and I poured it water. It's like a little guest in my family. Once, I held its flat mouth with my finger and lifted it up. Its little paws immediately pedaled around like riding a bicycle. At this time, my father saw it and said in a hurry, "Put it down quickly." I asked strangely, "Why?" "If you pull its mouth, it will hurt." I put it down at once. I asked again, "Why does it hurt?" Dad said: "Although the duckling's mouth is hard, its mouth is also connected with the meat, so it will certainly hurt if you pull its mouth." I am ashamed to say to the duckling, "I am really sorry." At this moment, "Scampy" called me twice. It seems to forgive me. Since this duckling came to my home, it has added a lot of fun to my life. I still miss that duckling when I think about it.
2. junior high school composition: the story of childhood (more than 6 words) is urgent ~ help!
One day in April, 1998, as soon as I got up in the morning, my 4-year-old cutie drummed into my small site, a bear carpet, to build a building block, with a voice in my mouth: "Put this on it, that's right!" Suddenly, I heard my mother say to me loudly, "lovely, get up!" Have breakfast! Mommy and daddy are free to accompany Congcong to the zoo Congcong wants to go to! Daddy has to take pictures of Congbao! "(you see my nickname? ) I was so happy when I heard this, I hurriedly finished my breakfast carefully, changed my clothes and went to the zoo with my parents.
There are so many animals in the zoo. Look at me. I am so happy to grab a handful of green grass and feed it to the lamb, feed it to the fish with some soft bread, take out a beautiful candy, Doby Bear, and take photos.
After watching the animals, we went to the playground of the zoo. There were many interesting things in the playground, which I can't remember clearly. Some of them were played by older children, and my mother said that time was running out, so we had to play only one project. It was time to go home. I picked left and right, and I was about to choose one. I found many lambs pulling children's cars in a corner, so I wanted to play. My mother paid the money, so I sat up cheerfully. While pulling me, the lamb ran slowly. While driving the lamb with twigs, I read aloud the children's song my mother taught me: "Sheep, sheep, little goats, young beards are long." Still watching mom laugh. There was only a click, and my father took the last film at this moment.
I remember that when I got off the car pulled by Lamb, I quarreled with my father: "It was agreed that I would shoot the last film, Rippy! Hey! " At that time, I also cried a lot. Well, now think about it? At that time, I was so ridiculous. Do I need such a "big fight" for a little thing?
After listening to my photo story, you might as well go through your own photo albums and think about the story at that time, which will be very interesting.
3. Childhood Story Composition 6 words
Childhood life is like a flash of lightning, which flashes before our eyes. However, the interesting stories of my childhood seem to be engraved in my mind, and I can't erase them. I can't help laughing when I think about them often. Once, my mother bought a big bag of vegetables, and when she saw me lying on the sofa watching TV, she said, "Yueyue, why don't you help my mother wash the vegetables?" "good!" I readily agreed. Mom said that and went to the living room to watch TV. I went into the kitchen and saw a big bag of vegetables, including cabbage, on the platform. There are eggplant, three roots; There are tomatoes, five or six ... I'm silly, so many dishes, and I'm told to wash them when I'm in a kindergarten class. Really. "Ah,!" I shouted, does mom usually put so many clothes into the washing machine to wash them together? So I won't do it? Wait a minute, maybe mom will praise me! Thinking of this, I picked up the big cabbage and came to the front of the washing machine. I stood on tiptoe and lifted the lid of the washing machine, put the vegetables in carefully, then covered it again, and finally pressed 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, have you washed the dishes? Hey! The dishes don't need to be rinsed dry. After thinking about it, I stood 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's the food? Look at the cabbage with "army of one" left, and the eggplant seems to have been bitten by a mouse, black and blue; And the tomatoes are gone ... I'm so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat. What can I do? Mom spent money to buy so many dishes, but I washed them. What a help! "Month, is the food ready? I want to cook. " Mother walked into the kitchen and shouted. I was silent. "Grease your feet-run away!" I got into the small room and locked the door … I couldn't help laughing at the thought of this interesting childhood story. How innocent I was as a child! As I grow older, I gradually understand: different things need different methods to achieve good results; Otherwise, the consequences will often be counterproductive or even out of control. Just do it, and then change it. That's how I wrote it.
4. The story of the photo of childhood written by primary school students
The story of the photo of childhood
In my photo album, there is a photo that I particularly like. It was the first time I climbed a tree three years ago. Until now, I will still show a happy smile when I see this photo.
"Look, how big this pear I picked!"
"I'm golden. I can tell it's delicious at first sight!" My friends and I talked while picking. "Look," Xie Qingru shouted, pointing to a big pear tree. I followed his finger and saw a golden pear hanging on the branch. This pear tree is really big! I'm afraid I can't come around hand in hand! Xie Yulu said, "I climbed the tree!"
"ok!" After saying his word, Xie Qingru and Xie Yulu flew past and climbed the tree dexterously. I was the only one standing under the tree, not that I didn't want to climb, but that I couldn't. In order not to lose my vanity, I crustily skin of head, holding the tree, pedaling with my pedal, trying to climb up. It's easier to look at than to do. This tree is smooth and there are no branches growing on it.
"Duan Lingyun, can't you climb a tree?" Xie Yulu asked me. "Well ..." I replied. "I'll teach you!" Xie Qingru climbed a few steps down, jumped gently, and came to my side. "You put your foot ..." Xie Qingru spoke like a teacher. I practiced while listening, but I always failed. Five minutes, ten minutes Xie Qingru and Xie Yulu went to play elsewhere, but I still didn't go up.
the sun is slowly westward, and the beautiful rosy clouds are red on the earth. While recalling the gist of Xie Qingru's speech, I stood on tiptoe, tried to catch a big branch, gave my foot a hard push on the trunk, and finally climbed the tree. I sat on a big branch and wiped my sweat happily. Just then, my uncle came over with Xie Qingru and Xie Yulu. When he saw me, he said, "Come, I'll take a picture of you!" " Uncle said happily.
with a click, the beautiful memories are frozen at this moment.
5. The story of stealing alcohol in 6 words
When I was a child, I lived in my grandfather's house.
Grandpa loves drinking very much, and there are many good wines in the house. I remember when I was three or four years old, I saw my grandfather sitting at the small round table under the grape trellis, picking up the glass, taking a sip, and then smacking his mouth, as if to say, "It smells good!" I can't help but ask, "Grandpa, is it really that fragrant?" "Of course. I heard that Li Bai can write 1 poems after drinking a bucket of wine! Wine is the water of wisdom! " Grandpa said. It's amazing. I want to try it, too, but grandpa won't let me, saying I'm too young. I've been looking forward to drinking some wine sometime.
the opportunity has finally come. This afternoon, I was playing in the small bed in my room and saw my grandfather sitting at the small round table drinking. He filled a glass of wine and was about to drink it. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he went to the kitchen, probably looking for a kind of snacks should we have. I quickly ran to the small round table, picked up the glass and gulped it down, but because I drank it too fast, like a duck swallowing a snail, it didn't taste anything. At this moment, grandpa's footsteps came from the kitchen. No, grandpa came back, so I quickly hid behind the door. Grandpa came out with a plate of candied tomatoes. He put a piece of tomato in his mouth, raised his glass and wanted to drink it. Suddenly he patted his forehead and said, "I don't even know if I drank it myself!" " Grandpa poured another glass of wine, took a sip and put the glass down. I hid behind the door and snickered and watched. Grandpa went looking for something again at this moment. I ran to the small round table again. This time, I took a sip like Grandpa.
suddenly, I felt my mouth was on fire, dizzy and walking around.
at this moment, grandpa came out, saw me like this, and said, "Good granddaughter, if you dare to steal my wine, you'll be surprised if you're not drunk!"
but I don't know anything ...
when I woke up, it was the next morning.
whenever I think about it, I find it very interesting, and I can't help laughing.
6. The story of a childhood photo
When I opened the drawer, I accidentally found a photo, and I was shocked. This is graduation photo from my kindergarten. Looking at the teachers, the wave of memory drowned me ... "Woo-hoo-hoo ..." The whole small class was shrouded in a dark cloud, and the teachers were busy running around, coaxing the crying babies. Parents are reluctant to look at their children and wander around the door. Yes, this is the first day of school in a small class.
I don't know why, I didn't want to cry at that time. I sat quietly in my small chair and looked at all the people blankly, as if what happened was completely out of my "time and space".
I don't remember how my parents walked out of my sight, or what the teacher said to me by my side, or how the teacher made all the children stop crying ...
The only thing I remember is the dim sum that was distributed for the first time at the beginning of school. At that time, the teacher gave us Wangwang Xianbei.
after the teacher gave us the cookies, he went to "please" the children who are thoughtful about things. I was very happy to see the delicious food. I licked the biscuits with relish, and licked my lips from time to time, tasting the delicious food carefully. Before I knew it, my hand was empty, and there was not even a crumb of biscuits left. At this time, I noticed that a child was still crying. A biscuit in front of his desk was lying there quietly. This biscuit seemed to have no temptation to this child at all. I unconsciously moved my hand slowly to that biscuit.
Unfortunately, the teacher found me, came over and took my hand and stared at me. Young and ignorant, I was not ashamed. I looked at the teacher as if I had done nothing wrong. The teacher should have gossiped about me, but it was over before it started. The teacher was forced to let go of my hand by the numerous cries. As if nothing had happened, I returned to my seat and continued to eat my "stolen" cookies ...
I took the photo and walked to the place where I posted the certificate, looking at the white wall under the certificate of the middle class. I couldn't help feeling embarrassed about the disgraceful thing in the small class. It is also this incident that made me not get a small class award. It is also for this reason that this incident remains fresh in my memory. This has never happened again.
The story behind a childhood photo
When I opened the thick photo album, the familiar faces came into my eyes again. Every time I see that photo taken with my cousins in the square, I can't help laughing.
Because, in the photo, my second cousin is holding my younger brother, and my younger brother burst into tears somehow when taking photos. In the photo, my brother looks the most naughty. My brother is holding Lin Hai, my cousin. Lin Hai sleeps on my brother's shoulder like a sleeping girl, which makes Lin Hai the most lovely. My big cousin is holding his younger brother, which is also my cousin. The posture of the big cousin holding his cousin is even more ridiculous. If anyone sees it, he will laugh until his stomach hurts. The posture of big cousin holding cousin is like this: big cousin's hands are placed on the left and right sides of cousin's ears, cousin lowers his head and puts his hands on big cousin's hands. As for me, I just sit quietly on the grass.
Although this is a thing of the past, in a person's mind, memories are priceless, true, pure, sweet, diary of the soul and belong to each of us.
8. Summary of Childhood (about 6 words)
When Alesha was three years old, he lost his father, and his mother varvara put him in the foster care of his grandfather Kashlin. Grandfather lives in Niger-Novogo road town. When my grandfather was young, he was a tracker. Later, he opened a dyehouse and became a small business owner. When Alesha came to his grandfather's house, his grandfather's estate had begun to decline, and his grandfather became more bossy and irritable because of the depression of his estate. Alesha's two uncles, Mikhail and Yakov, kept quarreling and fighting for the sake of separation and embezzlement of Alesha's mother's dowry. In this family, Alesha saw the fog of hatred between people, and even children were poisoned by this atmosphere. Alesha entered his grandfather's house.