Childhood is like a cup of strong coffee, warm to your heart, childhood is like a cup of light tea, let you aftertaste; Childhood is like a rainbow of storms; Colorful and dazzling; Childhood is like the afterglow of the sunset, so unforgettable; It's also like a winding path that makes you grow up. The wind can't blow away this warm memory. Rain is falling all can't hide this moving melody, only the lovely sunshine shines and is preserved.
Looking back on those unremarkable childhood events, although small, those memories are so touching, because with these memories, we can make continuous progress, pursue and grow. Childhood is always reminiscent. Recall that colorful dream, when Yaya learned to speak, when she just learned to walk, when she first stepped on the stage, and when she called her parents for the first time. At that moment.
It was an unforgettable memory, an unforgettable childhood, the day when I took up a new schoolbag for the first time and finally went to school like other children. For me, this is my historic moment. My parents photographed this most happy and unforgettable appearance with a camera, which became the most gratifying thing for my parents. It has also become the happiest portrayal of my family. This unforgettable moment is so beautiful and sweet. It's always in my mind. But beauty is just the past. In the long days, after repeated tempering, I honed myself as hard and weak as steel. No one will know the pressure of study, and no one will be pitiful. Autumn leaves fall, only hard work, only lost happiness, is bitter. When I was a child, I had a childhood with beautiful dreams in the spring of flowers.
Up to now, there will be no tears in the face of the cruelty of reality, and tears will be covered by dark clouds. Childhood tears are so weak and stingy. Childhood dreams are colorful and beautiful, unforgettable and unforgettable. At that time, there was no anxiety or trouble. Childhood dreams are as wide and quiet as the night sky. Childhood dreams are like countless stars, which can only blink, can't talk and can't forget.
Growing up under the blue sky, dreams in the night sky are like small castles piled up on the beach and dreams by the blue sea; My son always likes to play under the banyan tree, and he also likes to sit there quietly and listen to the old story. At that time, the dream was green. When I was a child, I always liked to sit in front of my hometown and enjoy the golden leaves flying all over the sky in the autumn when the leaves were falling. At that time, my dream was golden. When I was a child, I always liked dreaming, walking in a maze where I couldn't find an exit, and being locked in a maze again and again. I'm so confused. In real life, when I am inspired, my dream is the color of fire. ...
Memories make everything in the world quiet, relaxed and warm, remind you of distant but not distant dreams, remind you of the rain, which is a beating melody. When you fall, there is a force watching you, reminding you to fly paper planes under the blue sky and letting you fly your dreams one by one.
The clock can only go forward, not backward. Childhood has only aftertaste and memories. .....
Childhood has only memories, dreams have only creation, and the future has only struggle. .....
Childhood is a thing of the past. Only by remembering those little things and accumulating more experience can this road get wider and wider. Everyone has his own colorful childhood. Childhood is the most precious thing in life. This is the beginning of your life. If you have it, you have a lifetime. We should cherish it.
Dreams often change. Dreams are the goal that people pursue all their lives. Only by struggling, struggling, can dreams come true.
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Only by remembering everything will you feel good. ...
My childhood
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 and measure my height every day. Looking at the horizontal line, I really hope to grow taller. 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. A tree catches the wind. Don't do such stupid things in the future. "I suddenly understood that it is not that I am short, but that the tree is high. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid thing I would do to the chicken.
Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... so many interesting things, which make up that colorful childhood, a happy childhood and a nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that interesting childhood stories will be the best memories in my life.
My childhood
Colorful silk threads woven the sky of childhood for me; Colorful childhood dreams left traces in the countryside where I grew up.
In spring, Chinese flowering cabbage blooms in Huang Cancan, as if to say to heaven and earth with open arms, "Spring is coming." There are colorful flowers in Shan Ye. My classmates and I are reciting poems in the wild flowers. After that, we rolled in the flowers, and the flowers were printed on us. When you are tired of rolling, rest on the lawn to attract the attention of the butterfly, and the butterfly will stop in my hand. In Princess Pearl, the swallow takes a bath with flowers, which attracts attention.
In summer, we can swim, but we just can't meet the requirements of our girls, because in the river, all are boys. We must go at night and enjoy the many stars jumping in the sky under the blue sky. Listening to the fairy tale told by my sister, I thought, I am a star in the sky, how wonderful it would be! My childhood became a jumping star in the sky.
In autumn, we cut rice in the fields. Now that I see rice, it can remind me: once, my sister and I went to the field to cut rice. I thought it was easy. Didn't listen to my sister, didn't wear gloves. As a result, I cut my finger and still have a scar. Every time I see this scar, I will think of a sentence: if I don't listen to the old man, I will suffer.
In the cold winter, my cousin and I had a winter vacation. We can get together on the school playground to run for three or five laps and play some games. My childhood turned into sports sweat.
Ah! Good childhood and happy childhood are short-lived. Now I am about to step into the threshold of middle school. My childhood is quietly leaving me, and I can't get it back!
Childhood, like a steady stream of water, flows slowly in my heart. In this stream, there are both happy laughter and sad tears, but what I remember most is a stupid thing I did when I was a child.
That was when I was four years old. One morning, grandma was cooking in the kitchen and found that there was no salt. She was very anxious. Why? Because I'm the only one left at home, what if she goes out by herself and leaves me alone at home? So I feel uneasy. At this time, I saw through grandma's difficulties and took the initiative to say to her, "Let me help you buy salt."
"You?" Grandma looked at me doubtfully.
"yes! I have been there several times before! " Grandma nodded helplessly (in fact, I have never been there once).
Soon, I bought salt from the canteen. I am glad that I can work for adults. Who knows, I accidentally stepped on the banana skin on the ground and fell to the ground. The salt bag was broken and shiny salt spilled all over the floor. I immediately panicked and thought: The salt fell on the ground and got dirty. I have to tell grandma the bad news quickly.
Just arrived at the gate of the yard, I saw Grandma Wang scouring rice next door. I suddenly had a brainwave and thought: since rice can be washed, so can salt. Thinking of this, I immediately borrowed a birdbath from Grandma Wang. I went to the street to put salt in the basin and ran to the faucet in the yard.
The water soon filled the basin. I shook it vigorously and then put my hand in to stir it. Unexpectedly, the basin was empty, so I panicked and ran home at once.
When I got home, I told my grandmother what had happened. Before I finished, my grandmother burst into laughter. She touched my head and said with a smile, "Silly boy, salt is not washable like rice, it is soluble in water." Then she smiled again.
From this incident, I understand a truth: think twice before you act.
I want to be free. I don't want to wander in the expectations of my parents and teachers, and I don't want to be bound by my parents. I still clearly remember that afternoon when I was a child, I was bathed in the sun and was baptized by the sun. I seem to be covered with a shiny veil, and the glittering sweat drops down my cheeks and blends into this vibrant world. At that time, I deeply realized how the flame of life burns and how the vitality of youth condenses bit by bit. My partner and I chose LSD in Shan Ye.
"I am a bird, but I can't fly high when I want to fly ..." Every time I hear this song, my heart is particularly heavy. If nothing else, I am just a bird, a "caged bird" that has lost its freedom!
Whenever I finish my homework, my father will appear at my side in time, pretending to ask casually, "Where are my extracurricular books?" Have you finished writing it? ""it's over! " I replied, waiting for his sentence, "What about the fifty math problems assigned by my mother?" "Still not quick to do! "Let's go," I mumbled reluctantly. In this way, all the time in the evening was consumed.
One weekend, I got up the courage and said, "Mom, let's go to play this weekend. We haven't been out together for a long time ... ""Play and you'll know how to play. What can I do besides playing? Don't go, review well and do your homework! " Mom yelled at me. I had to walk into the room in dismay. In this way, I also took a weekend off.
Listen, am I free? How I long for freedom, eager to plug in the wings of freedom like a bird and fly to my heart's content; I am eager to ride my bike around on Sunday, and I will fall without my mother's nagging; I am eager to lie on the sofa and eat snacks and watch TV without the teacher asking me to finish my homework. ...
People say that childhood is golden, happy and free … But what about my childhood? -but it is gray, unhappy and free!
I finish my homework every day, either practicing piano or listening to English, and I don't even have time to play on Saturday and Sunday. I can't even watch my favorite cartoons. On Saturday, I finished my homework and turned on the TV. I am watching The Legend of Rainbow Cat Lan Tu. My mother came back and said, "Have you finished your homework?" I said, "Yes". "Have you finished your English homework? Have you read it? Did you recite it? Have you ever practiced the piano? I haven't finished all these things yet. How dare you watch TV? Turn off the TV and tell you to study English well, but you don't read or practice. Can the teacher attend the lecture tomorrow? " My mother started nagging as soon as she came back. I walked into my room helplessly and picked up an English book. Every time I see other children chasing and fighting there, my heart is sour. I seem to be a caged bird. Without freedom, how I long for freedom! I want to say to my mother loudly: "mom, childhood is golden." I know you are good for me, but I want a golden childhood and I want to be free! " "
Childhood is a beautiful flower in the spring breeze, and childhood is a brilliant starlight in the Milky Way. It is sweet and warm to recall many past events. My childhood was spent in this joy and happiness. On the first day of school, my mother took me to school. At the gate of the kindergarten, my mother handed me over to a teacher with long hair and hurried to work. The female teacher took my hand and walked into the kindergarten. I heard a cry coming from the classroom. My teacher and I rushed there. It turned out to be my classmate. They all cried their faces red and said, "mom and dad, I want to go home!" " "Several teachers are coaxing them to stop crying. Soon after reading it, I joined them, tears streaming down my face. The whole classroom is full of vitality and very "lively". Of course, besides crying together, everyone has to play together. Among them, the botanical garden is the most popular with us. Botanical Garden is a wonderful paradise. All kinds of flowers and trees exude pleasant fragrance, and grasshoppers pop out of the grass from time to time, which is frightening. But the area is not small. Xiao Mu cards are inserted in the ground to indicate the species of plants. A big aisle is lined with chrysanthemums. Pots of chrysanthemums bloom like palm trees. Some are in bud, like a baby's fist; There are flowers and bones, like fluff balls. Their colors are really different, some are gold, some are purple and some are red. Really beautiful! As the bell rang, my friends and I rushed out of the classroom like birds flying out of the jungle. We jump rubber bands here, play hide-and-seek, sit on the grass talking and laughing, and sometimes we don't even know when to have class. Every time we play in class, everyone either goes back to the classroom one after another, or one of them pretends to have a stomachache to distract the teacher. The short kindergarten life is over. I entered primary school life. Primary school life makes me very happy. It not only made me learn a lot of knowledge, but also made me many good friends. My childhood was so beautiful and full of fun. It's like a painting, depicting the laughter and laughter of my childhood. It is like a five-flavor bottle, filled with the ups and downs of my childhood.
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 and measure my height every day. Looking at the horizontal line, I really hope to grow taller. 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. A tree catches the wind. Don't do such stupid things in the future. "I suddenly understood that it is not that I am short, but that the tree is high. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid thing I would do to the chicken.
Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... so many interesting things, which make up that colorful childhood, a happy childhood and a nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that interesting childhood stories will be the best memories in my life.
Childhood fun
"Ha ha ..." With the ringing sound like a silver bell, it reminds me of my childhood. At that time, I was naive, cute and lively, and at the same time, I was naive. Among 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 I did was 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. I'm too busy to breathe. And I, a naughty little boy, laughed at the side, and the adults said, "Alas, I can't help 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 the reeds that had already been prepared. I looked back and saw them making zongzi with a smile. 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, the more you fight, the more energetic you are. I actually threw the "elf" out of the basin and shouted "rain, rain." The adults looked embarrassed on their grim faces and said, "Xiaxia, stop it, you're going to spank." And I was stubborn, so I let it go. His slap fell on my smooth face, which hurt. Suddenly I blushed 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 cried. In the evening, my family asked me if it hurt. I shook my head again and again. I kind of hate them. 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 makes 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 shells on the seashore, shining with colorful brilliance accompanied by seawater, and 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 and measure my height every day. Looking at the horizontal line, I really hope to grow taller. 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. A tree catches the wind. Don't do such stupid things in the future. "I suddenly understood that it is not that I am short, but that the tree is high. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid thing I would do to the chicken.
Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... so many interesting things, which make up that colorful childhood, a happy childhood and a nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that interesting childhood stories will be 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 grandmother gave Juju and I each a high-grade toffee that made people drool. This makes 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 with two strokes. I took out my candy and craned my neck to see Juju. When I saw her candy, I was very anxious:
"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 quarreled and quarreled in vain, and we all felt that we were losing money. But when it was said that it would be changed, it soon 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, sticking out the sugar on the tip of her 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 was outside, and I tried my best to stick it out. At this moment, a puppy just stood in my way, and I couldn't dodge. The sugar 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 sugar. At that moment, before I came to my senses, my foot had stepped on "Baby". I was really anxious and angry: "you smelly dog, smelly dog, dead dog!" " I aimed at the dog's 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 couldn't bear to throw it away. "Throw it away, do you still want to eat?" Juju said sarcastically to me. I couldn't help rubbing my hands covered with sugar and staring at Juju's mouth just to let me have a look at the butterscotch. I kept swallowing, hoping that she would spit out the sugar and give me half a grain. I couldn't help it any longer, but I felt my nose was sour and tears flowed down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat ... sugar ... I want to eat.
Now, the old days have come and taken away my childhood in a hurry. I won't haggle over a candy like before, and I won't cry. Thank you, old times, because he printed my childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book in our hearts.
My childhood was colorful, just like colorful shells on the golden beach. Let me choose the most beautiful one to share with you!
It was a winter morning. Snowflakes like goose feathers are flying all over the sky, clean as jade; As white as silver; As light as smoke; Soft as catkins, floating down from the cloudy sky. Trees and houses are all wrapped in silver, and the ground is covered with thick snow, which covers the whole land tightly. Such a beautiful snow scene must be shared by my good friends! I called my good friends Li Yiran, Lv Ruiyang and Wang Xiaoming and asked them to meet in the square. So I put on thick cotton-padded clothes, gloves and ear protectors, and walked downstairs to the square at a brisk pace. They are all waiting for me there, running fast.
First of all, we have to compete for people. I won with clear scissors, stones and cloth. I chose Li Yiran first. Li Yiran and I are inseparable friends. He is a clever and naughty man, with a chubby face and big naughty eyes, like two bright black gems. As long as he blinks, he can do something. The two of us are combined. He is smart and quick. Of course, he can make snowballs quickly. As for me, I am fat and strong, and I have a clear goal. When people are separated, it is time for a fierce battle.
Li Yiran quickly made a snowball with his little hand, but I willy-nilly, picked up a snowball and prepared to hit it. At this moment, I suddenly saw Lv Ruiyang holding a snowball and trying to attack me. "impossible!" I picked up the snowball and quickly aimed it at his hand. I threw it hard and stopped his hand. The snowball in his hand suddenly fell. Lv Ruiyang was angry and picked up a snowball and threw it at my head. Fortunately, I cleverly hid in the past. He quickly went to get the snowball. I took the opportunity to pick up the snowball and aim it at his ass. He tried to avoid my attack, but accidentally slipped to the ground and fell on his ass ... I grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and threw it in front of him, giving him a "fairy scattered flower". Lv Ruiyang was so angry that he tripped me with his leg and I ate a mouthful of snow. "Hee hee, this snow is delicious, like sugar but not sweet. Would you like to have a taste? " After listening to my words, he burst out laughing. I lay prone on the ground, grabbed a handful of snow in my hand, stood up carefully, crept up behind him and stuffed the snow into his neck. I saw him uncomfortable all over, shaking his legs and twisting his ass as if he were dancing his ass. We couldn't help laughing, and the battle ended happily in our laughter. Although our hands are cold and cold,
There are too many memories of childhood to remember, but this snowball fight will never be forgotten. It added endless happiness and color to my childhood. I love my childhood.
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