, with a string of childhood footprints and piles of childhood stories. I recall the beauty of my childhood, that happiness and joy, which makes people involuntarily nostalgic.
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Childhood is like a beautiful crystal bottle, filled with colorful balls of different sizes, and each ball contains an unforgettable past. I picked up a ball at random ...
Stars light up
I still remember when I was six or seven years old, and summer nights were fascinating. Whenever night falls, the children in the front building and the back building run out of the building together and gather together, "Ah!" I sighed for a long time, so I lay down on the grass. We snuggled together and looked up at the stars. The stars were so beautiful! It's like a dark blue canvas, dotted with several silver pigments. The silver light is flickering, as if the stars are winking at us playfully.
while looking up at the stars, I looked at my friends who were fascinated by the stars and asked, "What do you think the stars are like?"
"like what? Like many bright pearls. "
"It should be a small silver seal."
"No, if you ask me, it's most like the eyes of the sky."
My friends are talking about the stars noisily. I think the stars are just a little bright light. They not only embellish the sky, but also embellish the happiness in our children's hearts and ignite our dreams ... I can't help laughing.
Interesting sausage roast
In my memory, the most mouth-watering thing is naturally eating sausages. Sometimes on summer nights, we each secretly bring sausages, bamboo sticks, waste paper and so on from home. I still remember how excited we were when we baked sausages for the first time, with smiling faces and longing for the sausage. Go around a clean and quiet path and bake! I will collect waste paper and sing a childhood song. How to write a composition
There are thousands of songs in Qian Qian, and there is a story behind each song. Up to now, there is still a song hovering in my heart, and every time I remember it, I feel inexplicably disappointed. I understood that song.
I went to Lijiang during the holiday. I sit on the plane and look forward to this paradise in my heart. The civilization and scenery here are so old, we can certainly find an original simplicity.
We stopped at the edge of the ancient city, where the oldest Naxi family lived. Hardly had we arrived when we heard singing in the room. Strange lyrics, strange tone, but there is a strange sadness. I stood outside, stunned. When the song stopped, we knocked at the door and went in. The host stood up hurriedly and politely asked us to sit down. I asked my host, "What does that song mean?" The host paused for a moment and shook his head: "Elegy ..." I, unknown so, saw the strange sadness on the face of the Naxi old lady ... Suddenly, I seemed to hear her humming that song again.
Walking through Lijiang, I found that I couldn't find the feeling in my heart. The ancient town that should be quietly located outside the secular dust, the ancient town with beautiful scenery and simple folk customs, and the ancient town with distant camels * * *, is now trampled by the crowded crowd. I stood in front of a shop, which was remote, but the reason why I stopped was that the owner of this shop was also singing and singing the same song. I walked into the store, which was covered with strange symbols. Quiet symbols, obviously still, seem to be talking, telling something. "These are ancient Naxi characters. Except me, few people can really write and write the charm of words ..." Under the calm words, I vaguely heard a kind of melancholy and sadness.
Walking in the crowded street, I kept hearing the song in my heart, as if I suddenly understood its meaning. That's a pity. It's a pity for a lost civilization.
There is a row of old houses in front, but few people visit them. I walked over. It was a row of ancient houses built with tiles. I stroked those tiles. Is that rough and cold feeling telling a civilization that is gradually being forgotten? How many houses are left with traces of tiles on the street now? I touched, touched, and touched a tile. The crisp sound, with a hint of vibrato, was combined with the melody of the song sung by the Gunasi people ...
On my return trip, this song was echoed in my heart, with strange lyrics and strange tone, and I understood the strange sadness. Yes, this is an elegy, lamenting for a lost civilization. I like this song that touched my heart, although I don't know why, just as I don't know why I feel an unprecedented sadness when I touch those tiles.
time will take everything away. The melody of this song will eventually disappear. That ancient culture, which has experienced vicissitudes, is also in danger of disappearing. At that time, what should we take to prove the years that have stumbled and mourn the lost civilization? There was a girl who was sad and happy because of this song. She understood the ups and downs of several generations told in this song and the ancient civilization behind this song. Sing a song for childhood 6 words
Sing a song for childhood
If 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 wearing a shiny veil, and the crystal sweat glides across my cheeks and melts into this vibrant world. At that time, how deeply I realized that the flame of life was burning and the vitality of youth was condensing bit by bit. My partner and I picked sour fruits in the Shan Ye and played with water and fish in the mountain stream. It was so free and happy, but now we are caged birds. How I wish to be free!
"I am a little bird, but I can't fly high when I want to fly ..." Every time I hear this song, I feel particularly heavy in my heart. If nothing else, just because I am also a little bird, and I am a "caged bird" who has lost her freedom!
whenever I finish my homework, my father will appear at my side in time, pretending to ask casually, "where is my extracurricular reading book?" Have you finished writing? " "It's already finished!" I replied, waiting for his sentence, "What about the fifty math problems assigned by my mother?" "Don't do it quickly!" "Just go." I muttered reluctantly. In this way, all the time in the evening is consumed.
One weekend, I got up the courage and said, "Mom, let's go to play this weekend. We haven't gone out together for a long time ... ""Play, and you will know how to play. What can you do besides play? Don't go, review well and do your homework! " Mom yelled at me face to face. I had to walk into the room despondently. In this way, I also got on for a weekend.
look, am I free? How I long for freedom, eager to fly the wings of freedom like a bird and soar to my heart's content; I am eager to wander around on a bicycle on Sunday without my mother nagging me that I will fall; I am eager to lie on the sofa eating snacks and watching TV without the teacher telling me to finish my homework ... Composition I want to sing a childhood song
The most unforgettable moment
There are often some unforgettable things in life. Sometimes idle in a daze, these memories will unconsciously emerge in our minds, reminding us of our nostalgia.
The mid-term exam of grade three was just announced that day. xu teacher took advantage of the class meeting to hold a class cadre re-election. This time, a small drum played in my heart: I really don't know who will be the squadron leader this time? I did well in this exam. Will I become a member of the squadron? Suddenly, xu teacher spoke again, interrupting my thoughts: "All the places in this re-election are selected from the top fifteen in the mid-term exam. Ok, start now! "
This election is held by secret ballot. Everyone chooses his own seven squadron leaders, and the remaining eight are the squad leaders. The positions of specific class cadres are determined by the votes of the students.
next, it's time to vote. I took out a piece of paper and hesitated again and again before I decided on the seven squadrons in my mind. I didn't write about myself. I feel that I am not active enough to do things for the class. Although I know that I have shortcomings, my heart still hopes that I can be the squadron leader. It was not until the teacher urged everyone that I stopped my ideological struggle and handed in my decision with a trace of expectation.
it's time to vote, and my heart is tense. My ears echoed with the crisp voice of the ticket teller Zhou Huiwen: "One vote for Buyi Ning, Vagrancy, Buyi Ning, Yu Fangzhou ..." xu teacher's chalk kept writing the word "Zheng" on the blackboard. One vote, two votes, three votes ... There is less and less paper on the podium, and more and more "positive" words on the blackboard; Zhou Huiwen's speech seems to be getting slower and slower, which gives me infinite expectations; The atmosphere is getting more and more tense, and my heart is beating faster and faster ...
The last three votes. Now the situation is like this: my arch-rival Buyinin has 35 votes, I have 36 votes, and we are in the lead. To tell you the truth, I am really happy. After all, I have gained the trust and support of so many people. Zhou Huiwen's words once again interrupted my reverie: "Buyining." Now I'm tied with Bruce. "Vagrancy." I'm in the lead again, just one crucial vote away! Time seems to stop again, and I am so nervous that I can even hear my heartbeat. ... "Vagrancy!" Ah, it's me! The audience suddenly boiled up, and I am the mid-team leader now! This is the first time I have been elected to this position, and I feel great responsibility while I am happy. At this moment, I have mixed feelings in my heart ...
Now, I have been in the position of squadron leader for two years, and many things have happened in my class in the past two years, which makes me happy and sad. But what I remember most is the scene when I was just elected. I will never forget that moment.
An unforgettable thing
In the Spring Festival when I was four years old, there was one thing that made me unforgettable. Do you want to know? Let me slowly describe it to you!
Whenever the annual Spring Festival comes, many relatives and friends will come to visit me on holiday. Once, my father's colleagues came to my house to pay a New Year's call. My parents prepared rich dishes, and sometimes they didn't have enough, so they went to buy some cooked dishes for drinking. I watched my father and uncles drinking wine and kept shouting, "Good wine!" " I think the food is the best in it. I heard my father and uncle say that the wine is delicious. I think the wine tastes better than the food! So, I asked them to give me some wine to drink, and my father said, "What are the kids fooling around about?" Go, go,
go and play. "
here comes the opportunity. Mom and Dad have all gone out on business, leaving me alone. Ha, great. I walked into the kitchen and there was a bottle of Wuliangye on the cupboard. I tried my best to remove the bottle of "wine" I dreamed of and put it on the table. I couldn't wait to take a sip. Cried, really hot! It was so spicy that I sat on the ground and cried. Mom just got back, saw my face flushed and asked, "Xinwu, what's the matter?" I was speechless at once. Mom said again, "Have you been drinking?" I nodded, my mother smiled and bent over, and my mother took me into the room to sleep. When I got up, I saw my father, mother and uncle laughing when I came out. I bowed my head and walked back to my room, afraid to come out, and cried on my bed. Do you think I am "stupid"?
The long road of life is bumpy and arduous. What happened is like countless stars in the sky, but what I can't forget most is that.
It was a summer vacation last semester. My brother and I came to play among the flowers, playing and feeling bored. So, my brother and I discussed what to play. He said, "We can wrap some pests in paper and burn them." I also think it's a good idea. I flew home, took two pieces of paper and made preparations.
my brother and I started catching pests. I'll carry the bag and he'll catch it. I tore up the papers one by one and put them aside to let them wait for the "task". My brother's action is really fast. In a few minutes, the first station, Lipin, was caught. It was a blue grasshopper. Its tentacles swing uneasily, as if knowing its tragic fate. I wrapped it as fast as I could. The second grasshopper Meng also "reported", and in a short time, there were more than a dozen. Looking at these little things, my brother smiled and said, "Say goodbye to the world!" "
We took those pests to the old guard, put them together, and piled them up into a hill. Then, I took out my lighter and opened it next to the paper ball. Immediately, there were flames everywhere. I was not worried about the fire, because there was a concrete floor below. However, the flames rushed around. Ruthless flames "added" to the earth and rushed at me. I was so hot that I was sweating. No, the fire will spread to the wooden table. I'm already sweating profusely. I'll bring the broom right away to put out the fire. The broom is on fire. Later, I saw that the flame partner also came to help, and the fire finally went out.
after this incident, I know: you should think twice before you do anything, you can't be mindless, and you can't set fire. This incident taught me that I will never commit it again. A song of childhood composition 32 words
My childhood, which is colorful and interesting, is a song that often echoes in my ears and makes me miss it.
childhood is funny. One day at noon, grandma was watering her beloved roses, and I was playing in the flower bed at that time. Soon, grandma came into the room, and I thought: She must be very happy to take off these roses and give them to grandma, so I took action immediately when I got the idea. Soon, I picked dozens of roses and made a wreath with them.
after I finished it, I ran into the room in high spirits and gave my masterpiece to my grandmother. I thought she would give me a few compliments, but my grandmother's face fell. When I saw something bad, I quickly hid.
when my father knew this, he told me with a wry smile, "Pinger, you have taken grandma's heart! She has to look at these roses a few times every day. You are really not sensible. Dad will intercede for you. Don't do such stupid things in the future. " I promised quickly.
A few days later, it was my grandfather's birthday in the countryside. My parents took me to his home, and he warmly treated us. I think my grandfather is old and still so tired. As a grandchild, I should find opportunities to help him.
After a few days, I got acquainted with several friends. Their oldest is only 6 years old and knows nothing, but we had a good time. In the yard, beside the ditch and in the field, happiness is everywhere. Just as we were having fun, we suddenly saw a green seedling around us. "Isn't this leek?" I said as if Columbus had discovered the new continent. I thought: Yesterday, didn't Grandpa treat us with leeks? I have to help his old man today. So, I called on my friends to find baskets and sickles with me and get busy. In less than half an hour, the baskets were full of leeks, and we quickly carried them home. When we got home, we were all exhausted and thought that it would be worth the pain as long as we got grandpa's praise.
I know. Grandpa didn't praise us, but got angry: "You troublemakers, look at what you have done."