Childhood Memories Composition (1):
childhood memories
Childhood is colorful. Childhood is like a five-flavor bottle, which is spicy, sweet, sour and bitter. In a word, my childhood memory is unforgettable. Whenever I hear the fragile cries in the amusement park, I will think of what I have done before that makes me ashamed. Do you want to know what this is about? Well, then come and listen to me.
I was just a young pioneer at that time. One day, my father told me happily that I was going to the amusement park. I immediately jumped three feet and followed my father to my favorite amusement park. I saw a sea of people in the amusement park, and countless people bought tickets. Dad frowned when he saw this, and then told me not to run around and went into the ticket office to buy tickets.
I was angry at my father's delay in getting the ticket. I only heard a thump, and then I fell to the ground and heard a thump. I looked up and saw a three-year-old child with a game coin in his hand. It seems that he came to buy a good game coin specially, eager to play games. Thinking of this, I remembered my father's anxiety when he couldn't buy game coins at the ticket office. I can't help feeling a kind of jealousy. "The volcano erupted": "What were you doing when you were a child? No eyes, right? Run so fast, ready to hit Superman! " I don't know if I have gone too far. I only heard the child lower his head and make a "whoop" cry, which made me stop shouting. The child's crying attracted many people, and many people cast a questioning attitude towards me. I also watched the child cry like a log. I saw a woman pushing out of the crowd. She looked like the mother of the child. I saw that the woman immediately took out a paper towel and decisively wiped her tears for the child. I also took the opportunity to slip away from the crowd
"The giant panda is open, I got it!" Seeing my father shouting with a game coin, I was completely in no mood to play. Alas, I still remember.
This matter, it's really a short slip and a long regret! I'm ashamed!
Childhood Memories Composition (2):
childhood memories
"Ah, it smells good!" When I passed the hotpot restaurant, the smell seemed to take you back to your perfect childhood, reminding me of the barbecue in the yard before.
This afternoon, our friends in the yard got together to prepare for the barbecue in the evening. After everyone agrees, they begin to allocate who will bring oil, salt, vinegar, monosodium glutamate and so on. Who brings vegetables, sausages, etc. I brought some flammable materials and lighters.
The long dinner is finally over. It's getting dark. Go downstairs and meet on time. Everyone is almost here. We came to the backyard and set up a shelf with the firewood I brought, with newspapers stuffed under it. Then we washed our hands and strung Chinese cabbage, potatoes, ham and sausages with bamboo. After the fire rose, everyone baked a bunch and waited for a delicious dinner.
In winter, you can brush some oil while baking to keep warm. After a while, Zeng Yanting said, "Oh, my mouth is watering. I will eat this ham sausage first! " Say that finish, she suddenly went in: "Well, it tastes good!" "The boss Chen Ke said," hum, mine is not ripe yet. Maybe mine is more delicious than yours. As he spoke, the bamboo pole "snapped" and the food fell on the kang. Chen Ke paused, swallowed again, and had to bake it again. And mine is ripe, and the bamboo is not broken. I was secretly happy for a long time. As a result, I picked it up and found it was burnt. " Oh, my God! "Partners also smiled for a while.
After many failures, we tasted many delicious foods. Besides, we held hands and danced around the fire. The fire is reflected on our happy faces, shining in our sparkling eyes, which are full of joy.
At this moment, everyone has no time to barbecue for self-study. I don't know when our fragrance will be fragrant.
Childhood Memories Composition (3):
Childhood is a colorful river, a colorful road, a kind bridge and a wonderful book. When I recall my childhood, I feel very happy, because it is full of many memories worthy of my nostalgia.
I had a very happy childhood, and the story that happened at that time is still fresh in my memory. I am always happy to think of one of them, because it brings me infinite happiness.
I remember that day, when the sky was clear in Wan Li, my friends and I went to the back of Zhongshan Park to play happily. We walked and played until we came to a vegetable field. I saw that the vegetables there were red and green, which made us overwhelmed. Suddenly, we heard several low growls. We hesitated and turned our heads. I saw a fierce hound grinning at us. It turned into a series of barks, which made our legs weak, our mouths turned into O-ears, and only the sound of the heart hitting hard was heard. I don't know who took the first step. By the time we realized this, we had escaped like fugitives. As soon as the dog saw us start running, it ran like an arrow to where we stopped. We looked back and saw it catching up, accelerating like a group of leopards avoiding human pursuit. Suddenly there was a child crying nearby. I looked around and found my cousin blushing with fear and crying. She also cried and ran, and soon she couldn't run. A child carried her on her back and ran in the other direction. It was not until we reached the foot of the mountain that the dog stopped, wagged its tail, as if it had lost interest in us and turned away. This just slow lead spirit, everyone fell to the ground to catch their breath, and finally escaped.
The old man of time came and took away his childhood in a hurry. I won't haggle over a candy as before, let alone cry. Thank you, old times, because he compiled the most authentic and beautiful book from childhood and printed it in our hearts. Let us recall happiness more and more.
Childhood Memories Composition (4):
The sunshine crawled from my toes to my knees, and I sat under a big tree, remembering my "childhood boat".
My "childhood boat" sailed to a small thatched cottage. This reminds me of my childhood. I remember once, my mother and I skipped to my great-grandmother's house to play. However, when we came to our great-grandmother's house, we didn't hear the funny laughter between her and her family. At this time, I sighed and said, "It's a pity that I finally came once and no one was at home." Mom said, "You used the wrong word! what's up Poor? No? Poor? Do you understand? " I nodded at the age of four or five. I saw my mother holding fruit in her hand. I asked, "Mom, what should I do with these fruits?" Mother hung the fruit on her great-grandmother's door and said, "Just hang it on the door." I asked again, "Do you want to write a name on the fruit? What if my great-grandmother doesn't understand who sent it? " Mom said, "it's okay, it's okay!" " "
Looking back at me at that time, it was really naive! But when I was a child, I preferred to be competitive.
When we climbed the mountain for the first time, we played at the top of the mountain and then went down the mountain. There are many cows on the mountain; More is cow dung; The mountain is steep and stony. I saw a brother walking in front of me when I went down the mountain. I always wanted to walk in front of that brother. Then I couldn't help running. Suddenly, I tripped over a stone. I just rolled down, and somehow I stopped. Fortunately, I stopped in time, otherwise I would have rolled into that pile of cow dung!
Childhood is a rainbow of seven colors, which exaggerates everything in our childhood; Childhood is a bridge, which takes us through ups and downs. What a wonderful childhood!
Childhood Memories Composition (5):
Childhood is my happiest and most perfect memory.
I used to live in a hotel, and I had a group of happy friends who grew up with me. What is there, let's share it together; What toys do you have? Let's play together. When I was in the first grade, one of my partners was going back to Shandong, and we couldn't bear to part. He said he would be late, and we have been waiting for the moment when he comes back. Then we all moved away, and so did my best friend. Everyone left, leaving me alone.
I remember once it snowed and we had a good time. We made snow dolls, had a snowball fight and had a good time! At that time, each of us took a tennis racket, patted it on the snow, and then picked up a piece at random and put it in our mouth to talk about the taste of snow with others. After shooting there, shooting there, this taste is really different!
I still remember that once, the game of "Rabbit" and "Hamburg" was popular in our class. I am also one of the contestants. Unfortunately, as a beginner, I didn't win many times, so I kept practicing at home and finally became a national scholar, and gradually became a master. In my class, I am already an invincible general.
Childhood is the happiest time in life. Everyone is looking forward to rejuvenation and innocence. I also like this perfect memory. Childhood is the best memory.