① How to write a childhood story for elementary school students essay 400 words
Childhood anecdotes - 4th grade elementary school students essay Everyone's childhood has a lot of different anecdotes, my childhood anecdotes you want to know? I like to play poker when I was little. I liked to play poker when I was a child, because I was very greedy at that time, so with ...
② A 400-word good paragraph about the genre of childhood stories
1. And when I swim in the dream of childhood, I really want to pick the fragrant little flowers with my own hands; open the box full of secrets and take out a secret; and pick the purple grapes that are so popular ．．．．．． Aah! Childhood anecdotes really make me reminisce.
2, individuals have a childhood, and childhood stories are like the seaside shells of various colors, glittering in the company of sea water, exuding colorful luster, can not be counted. And now I still hold in my hand that one of the most glittering shells, that is also one of my most memorable childhood fun.
3, acacia township children, from childhood and the acacia tree into a companion. Samuel Township children can not be separated from the acacia tree, like the seaside dolls can not be separated from the sea, the mountain children can not be separated from the stone, the grassland children can not be separated from the grass. The hard-working children of the locust countryside are not reaching out to their mothers and fathers for money, and the money they go to school with is exchanged for locust rice.
4, looking back on childhood, many memories floating in front of us. That scene, although the surface is ridiculous, but meaningful; that a vivid character, and I witnessed the footprints of history. I seem to see the leaves hanging on the memory tree record my past, swaying in the wind, shaking ......
5, your life is colorful, or happy. You live and play with children in the same class with the eagle catching chickens but fell, head a big bag is still laughing. You will recite the children's songs that your teacher taught you to your mother to win her approval. You would lie on your own cot and look at the stars in the sky thinking that tomorrow would be a sweet day and roll over and sleep with a smile on your face. I envy your life, so easy and carefree, I would like to be a child looking up at the sky like you, happily looking at the blue sky, looking at white clouds, looking at the dark night sky, looking at the bright stars and then happily living a pure life without a trace of impurity.
6. In the middle of summer, the cries of the grasshoppers attracted the children. The children and I carried the freshly tied caddis cages and went there gladly. We came to the south ditch, the water in the ditch has long been dry, the ditch wall grows thick grass, here is the kingdom of the caddisflies. The black caddis is the king, and the green bean caddis, grass caddis ...... For this reason, this place has become our "colony", our "world".
7, childhood, is the sea of joy. In the sea of memories, there are countless pearls, there are gray, evoking a sad past; there are brilliant, reminding people of childhood stories. I am in that memory of the coast, looking for the most beautiful childishness, ah, found ......
8, childhood, is golden and unadulterated, childhood piles of anecdotes is the most powerful witness.
9, now you are in kindergarten, looking at the hazy sky shivering, listening to the teacher said if you do not properly lie on the table will be captured by the ghosts and monsters and breathing have become soft, thinking that this should be more than numbness and another person collided with a tightly wrapped handwriting on the ground rolled a good wine more horrible panicked but slightly shook his like head and then continue to move. I thought what a simple child you were! You would wait obediently for your father to pick you up always waiting until the sun set and letting the afterglow reflect your petite figure, and you would occasionally look out the door with your two little hands but always came back disappointed. You've also been caught by a teacher who rushed to the door and broke the school's rules. The two of them went home together only to find that their father had already come back but forgot to pick up their experience, the heart can not help but feel a little sad.
10, I have a happy childhood. The interesting things in childhood are like the pearls in the sea, the stars in the sky, too many to count.
11, I think maybe you are happy because you have your best friend at this time. The same I also want to tell you, 4 years later today, my best friend is still him, never changed. By this time, you have shed the veneer of being a simple and quiet child, and have become cheerful and lively. You will laugh with your friends and shed tears together and then quietly perceive the world, so colorful and fickle.
12, my childhood is very happy, when the story is still fresh in my mind. One of the things I always think of the heart is particularly happy. Because it brings me infinite fun.
13, the child's mind is like a flawless white paper, sunshine and wind and rain can be easily photocopied on it. If we sprinkle it with colors, it will become a garden; if we sprinkle it with dust, it can become a desert.
14, childhood years of is unforgettable. We are weaving beautiful stories every day. An insect, a stone, a discovery, a drizzle, a bird, a dispute ...... seems insignificant, but carries our happiness, dreams and pursuits
15, childhood is colorful, like the aroma of the soil in the field; childhood is carefree, like the sky heckling clouds; childhood is innocent! Sweet, like the mountain stream in the bright spring water. Speaking of childhood, I can not help but think of an interesting thing, spring kite flying is like flying their own ideals ......
16, this is my colorful childhood, it is the first ladder of my life, the first footprints of the growth and progress of the first station of the future journey. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get it right, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get it right.
17, sometimes you will be a general prank to tease their own table is also the best friend. You will laugh at the way he wore a down jacket by wrapping himself like a bag. You will compete with him for something is suddenly pretending to cry to see his face helpless and anxious expression. You will accompany the quiet him in the afternoon to think together and often can not resist the loneliness of the mud his thoughts interrupted and then laughed all the time. You will also look at his serious look in class, as well as looking at his smooth skin can not help but want to reach out to pinch his face but was forced back by the teacher's eyes. Time has passed, I want to tell you again is that once he has changed, become complex, so that people can not understand up, changed too much, become I can not see the shadow of childhood from his body.
18, now you and many people like to start obsessed with a variety of stars, their photos and posters pasted everywhere. You will not be like other students like every day to play hard to learn to learn to do questions to do questions hope that they in graduation and rely on the Bao one in the admission examination to achieve excellent results. You will still give up those difficult topics, go out and play until nine o'clock to rush home, inevitably nagging parents, but always the left ear into the right ear out, or I do what I do to maintain their own self-professed good behavior style. In fact, you have been worried about their own results, because in your report card always lie lower than others scores, because you are in the school only once ranked in the 37th grade and then sighed silently will be the report card in the drawer, because you see the students who get excellent results in the face of excitement and bragging about the regret of stubbornly turned away from the loss of the departure.
19, childhood is innocent, unforgettable years. Being in childhood, we are weaving a beautiful story every day. An insect, a toy, a discovery, a dispute ........ It seems insignificant, but contains our happiness, dreams and pursuit.
20, childhood fun is not forbidden, often swinging in the childhood dream I really want to sleep like Sleeping Beauty, if you let me describe the childhood fun, I would liken it to a flower, an aromatic flower; a box, a box containing many secrets; a grapevine, a grapevine full of uncountable grapes ．．．．．．. Let's enjoy that fairy tale together!
21, childhood is like a bunch of waves in the river, there is a level like a mirror calm, there are slight ripples, there are also surging waves; childhood is also like life must drink the boiling water, sweet, bitter and spicy. In my childhood, full of happy, but also drenched in bitterness ...... who said that children are carefree, I have a lot of trouble.
I remember when I was a child, it should be four or five grades in elementary school, Ping is one of the students who do not study well enough in the class. At that time, the teacher is more responsible, will be such students to stay in the remedial education, Ping will naturally be in the remedial education in the list. Sometimes when you go home already lights, this time the eleven or twelve years old girl Ping in the way home will be a little afraid, very lucky is a boy in the class can also occasionally with their own road, live in the same place. But only occasionally, Ping knows that Liang is the best student in the class, and can rarely be left behind by the teacher as well as herself. So every time there is a chance to go home with Liang, even if not to say a few words, just timidly followed, but also feel a little bit comfortable and cozy. Of course in the childhood that **, those children door will be coaxing said: Liang and Ping very close. Liang heard these words will beat those childhood friends, and Ping just gently laugh and small friends joking.
In junior high school, Liang and Ping is still in a class, hours of rumors about the good news will naturally be like a shadow as close to the two. Bright and Ping in junior high school older, more mature, how to say how the friends do not really mind, but the two people naturally avoid playing together, lest there will be gossip. Ping is a cheerful girl, grades are not good since childhood, but also quite hard, like painting, reading novels and writing novels. Bright academic performance is still excellent, and very good, is the teacher's mind in the best, bright therefore also very hard and very proud. Liang and Ping seem to have a natural difference, only the joke of their childhood to link them together.
③ Childhood 400 words story summary
"Childhood" is the first of Gorky's famous autobiographical trilogy. It tells the story of the growth of a lonely child "I". The novel looks at the whole society and life from the unique perspective of a child. "My grandfather's house, where I live, is a family full of hatred, covered with the strong habits of the common people, which is a suffocating family. In addition, the novel also shows the corruption and decline of the whole society at that time, which tends to be the process of extinction. Through the narration of the painful life of my childhood, the novel actually reflects the difficult life of the writer's childhood and the unremitting pursuit of light and truth, and also shows the broad social picture of the Russian society at the end of the 19th century.
What I felt when I read it was a touching feeling. The grandmother depicted in the book is the Mother of God in the author's own heart, and through the master's pen, she glows with this sacred, holy light, touching the readers who feel enlightened because they read the book.
The protagonist of the novel is also three years old and lost his father, brought to his grandfather's house by his mother and grandmother. Grandfather is a small dyer with a rough, selfish nature, but is on the verge of bankruptcy. The two uncles are equally rough and selfish mercenary, and even their children follow this trend. Alyosha suffered a lot of abuse in such a family: his grandfather often beat his grandmother and the children, and once even knocked Alyosha unconscious, and as a result, he became very ill.
In such an ugly society, we have to worry about whether Alyosha's mind will be tainted as well. But fortunately, the world is not entirely ugly, there will be good and decent people around, they give Alyosha confidence and strength, so that he saw the light and hope, and believe that the darkness will eventually pass, the future belongs to the light. The most important person in his life was his grandmother, who sent honey to Alyosha's heart. Grandmother is the most kind and humane figure in the work, she always gives Alyosha the seed of love with her warmth, the seed germinates and grows into a big tree, with the protection of the feather, Alyosha's world will not be left to the wind and rain again. Grandmother soothed the wounds of his soul, and it was the old longtime worker Grigori who really taught him to be a decent person. Of course, the kind, optimistic and sympathetic "Little Tzigane" also taught Alyosha how to face the difficulties of life, but he was killed by his two uncles. Gorky's unique feelings and skillful art of proletarian writers, based on his own personal experience, successfully reproduced Alyosha as a new generation of people from the awakening to the growth of the difficult course.
④ Summarize a story in childhood 400 words
I remember when I was a child, it should be four or five years of elementary school, Ping is not good enough to learn one of the students in the class. At that time, the teacher is more responsible, will be such students to stay remedial education, Ping will naturally be in the remedial education in the ranks. Sometimes when you go home already lights, this time the eleven or twelve years old girl Ping in the way home will be a little afraid, very lucky is a boy in the class can also occasionally with their own road, live in the same place. But only occasionally, Ping knows that Liang is the best student in the class, and can rarely be left behind by the teacher as well as herself. So every time there is a chance to go home with Liang, even if not to say a few words, just timidly followed, but also feel a little bit comfortable and cozy. Of course in the childhood that **, those children door will be coaxing said: Liang and Ping very close. Liang heard these words will beat those childhood friends, and Ping just gently laugh and small friends joking.
In junior high school, Liang and Ping is still in a class, hours of rumors of the good news will naturally be like a shadow as close to the two. Bright and Ping in junior high school older, more mature, how to say how the friends do not mind, but the two people naturally avoid playing together, lest there will be gossip. Ping is a cheerful girl, grades are not good since childhood, but also quite hard, like painting, reading novels and writing novels. Bright academic performance is still excellent, and very good, is the teacher's mind in the best, bright therefore also very hard and very proud. Liang and Ping seem to have a natural difference, only the joke of their childhood to link them together. The brightest and most dazzling of them is still the one.
At that time, a Sunday noon, mom was already asleep. At that time I was only four years old, nothing fun, blindly in the room, somehow came to the mirror. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that! In front of how there is a face to face and I look like the same "people"? I do not touch okay, a touch shock, the "person" is flat, and also reached out as if to touch me. I quickly took a few steps back. How dare you learn from me, let's see how I deal with you. I swung my palm, the "man" also swung his palm, I hit, the "man" also hit, yo, strange pain. I can be scared, and flat and will move, but also learn me, but also can hit people, bad, must be a monster. I hurriedly three and two steps, came to my mother's bed, a hand pulling my mother's hand, called: "Mom, there is a strange thing over there, he also hit me." My mom magically asked me what it was, but I pulled my mom to the mirror with all my might. Weird, how come there is another monster, I hurriedly hid behind my mom and couldn't help but start shaking. Mom took a look and laughed, I asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at? Aren't you afraid of it?" Mom turned to me and said, "It's a mirror, it's not a monster at all, look." I only saw my mom swaying left and right, and the person in the mirror swaying left and right. After my mother's speech, I realized that the original mirror can be "printed" into the mirror, people can see their own shadow. No wonder *** what, it also do it!
Now whenever I think back to this incident, I still laugh out loud!
2. Childhood fun
What is childhood? It is the cicadas on the tree, the frogs in the water, the short song of the pastoral flute, the partner's hideaway ........ In short, childhood is carefree and happy. Whenever I colorfully recalled the anecdotes of my childhood, my face always flooded ware a rosy glow. After all, that past is like the sound of gurgling water in my heart, once burst is so gushing ........
When I was 5 years old, my mother took me to my grandmother's home, grandmother is living in the countryside, so there are many people there from this village to that village when riding a horse to go, I see very envious, also want to ride a horse to try, but the back of the horse is too high, I can't go up, I was trying to find a way to go up, I happen to see my grandmother in the pig feeder, I feel that the pig is small, go up easily, see the grandmother after feeding the pig! As soon as I entered the house, I went up to the pig's nest and opened the door, then I went in and chose a pig to ride on and then ran out of the house. When my grandmother saw it, she rushed out to call me and when I saw my grandmother, I tried to stop the pig, but I couldn't stop it. The pig ran into the grandmother's vegetable garden, which cucumbers, persimmons ....... All the pig stepped off, I was also fruit tree branches scraped hands, belly, this time the grandmother can catch the pig, the grandmother drove the pig into the nest, said I was too naughty, even the pig also dare to ride.
Another time was when I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle. At that time I was not very good at riding, I rode my bike with my mom to play in the square, where there was a lot of space. I rode my bike there, and the faster I rode, the faster I rode, and suddenly I saw an adult riding his bike from the front, and because I rode too fast, I couldn't brake, and I was about to crash, and my mom was calling me, and I thought, "If I crash, I'll get hurt, and I don't know how to ride very well, and if I turn over and fall down, what should I do?" I didn't know what to do. At this time I suddenly thought: "jump off the car, surely nothing" I jumped off the car, I was not hurt, but my car and the man to the collision.
Whenever I remember these, I always "giggle" and laugh so sweetly, so brightly. It's as if all the soulful memories of the past have come back to haunt me. I continue to think about the youthful years like poetry, dream season ...... I think, childhood is a tree without the wheel of the year, never old, never disappear ......
3. Childhood fun
Hourly I am particularly naughty and mischievous, the following I will tell you about an interesting thing in my childhood.
I remember once home, I saw my father is lying in bed asleep, so my little head suddenly came up with a "bad" idea, is to paint "face", of course, not on paper, but ----- in the face of my father to paint, I first find the paint, pen and pencil, and the face of my father to paint. I first find out the pigment, pen and water, and then I carefully painted a big "king" word on the forehead of my father, and then use the yellow color of the earth in the face of my father around a bunch of golden spots, so that it is a tiger full of might, after the painting I was happy for my own "masterpiece" and also for my own "masterpiece". After the painting, I felt happy for my "masterpiece" and sorry for my dad's face because it was a pity that my dad's beautiful face was painted like this. I am happy to look at their own "masterpiece" when, suddenly dad woke up, looking at his face, I laughed loudly, dad looked at me inexplicably, when he saw the watercolor paint and water all over the place, looking at me that do not mean to laugh, dad rushed to the bathroom to look in the mirror, when he found his face, has been painted by me into a line. When he found his face has been painted into a road, he did not care about the face of watercolor paint, he flew into the house, grabbed me is a beating, hit me is the cooing and screaming, although this incident has been a long time past; but I still remember it.
You see! I was more naughty ah!
⑥ Childhood stories 400 words
My childhood The year I was 6 was the most interesting year of my childhood. 6 years old life is really as beautiful as a flower and happy, and my dreams always appear in reality. Because I was delicate and cute, innocent and lively, so my parents pampered me a lot, we often go to the beach to play. I remember that day we went to the beach to play. It was a boundless sandy beach, which was not so crowded, but there were quite a few tourists. I was so loved that there were always a lot of sisters and brothers coming to pat my little red cheeks. Because it was the first time I came to the beach, do not know what fun, only to see my sister in the pile of "mountain", my brother in the water ...... Mom pulled me to play in the waves, waves one after another hit, a surge of a retreat, adults will be fun, but I will be difficult, mouth often water. The water looks so crystal clear, but in fact it is so bitter. An older brother pretended to be loyal and honest to me back, "Little cutie, when the wave comes you jump up and you won't get water in your mouth." I danced to the waves, the waves came, "shoot", my back feet together, four feet to the ground, sand and gravel with the water flooded my body, but also water from my "seven holes" into. I don't know how long it took, but someone pulled me up and patted my little red cheeks once again. I woke up from my crying. I pointed to the brother and said to my mom, "It was the big brother who told me to jump up when the wave came, so I jumped ah ......". The words had not yet fallen, but that big brother ran away quickly. I was afraid of the waves, so I learned to pile up the "mountain". I squatted at the edge of the wave and piled up the sand layer by layer like others. The worst thing was that every time I almost finished the pile, the waves liked me and came to me, and the mountain collapsed once again. I was so angry that I threw the sand into the waves. ...... In the moonlit night, we went home with the pleasant evening breeze. ======================= My Childhood Childhood is a joyful song that sings a beautiful melody; childhood is a picturesque poem that describes intoxicating sentences; childhood is a beautiful painting that draws colorful colors... One day, the teacher walked into the classroom and said mysteriously, "We're going to have a fun game. One day, the teacher came into the classroom and said mysteriously, "We're going to have an interesting competition. When the students heard, they were as happy as if a pot had exploded! They answered in unison, "I don't know!" The teacher smiled and said, "That's shredding potatoes." Seeing that we couldn't wait to be happy, he handed out the cleaned potatoes to everyone. I was so happy to get the round potatoes, I usually love potatoes, and I really wanted to take a bite. But the teacher nagged me to be safe, and I got impatient. Seeing our impatience, the teacher had to smile and say, "The game begins!" A small desk, now become my temporary "chopping board" a pick up the knife, I really have a kind of indescribable feeling, thought: must be able to cut out good results in front of my father to show off a little! The more I thought, the more pleased I started to do it. But I was very nervous, my hands do not listen to the command, straight shaking. Cut out of the potato "silk" some long, some short, some wide, some thin, looks really messy. I was so anxious that I should have listened to the teacher carefully! The teacher laughed and said, "Now I'll teach you, you should hold the potato first, then put your hand up and carefully cut the knife, so that you can cut it well. Listened to the teacher's words, I did it again, this time I cut the strange shape of the shredded potatoes, like the Yellowstone, I looked at my "masterpiece" sweet smile! Childhood is like a running river, with the passage of time is no return... Source: //zuowen.qc99
⑦ Celebrities as a child growing up story 400 words
1, Beethoven - hard to practice playing:
Watt hard to learn, sometimes reading all night long. He liked astronomy, often lying alone on the grass, observing the stars in the sky. He liked to do modeling: small cranes, small windlass, small pumps and various objects used on ships, he almost all did, some repeatedly done many times.
His father was moved by Watt's spirit of learning, and generously gave Watt a set of carpentry tools that he had been using for many years to show his support. Watt used these tools, the use of knowledge, try to make a power machine. When this machine rotates, it can radiate brilliant sparks, but also can produce a kind of electric current, touching the body, there is a strong *** feeling. Neighborhood children feel both novel and mysterious, said Watt terrific; older people also praised Watt, said he has a future.
⑧ "Childhood" about 400 words,
"Childhood" inside the content of the introduction:
Alyosha was three years old, since the loss of his father, his mother, Varvara, put him in foster care in the home of his grandfather, Kashgarin. When Alyosha came to his grandfather's house, his grandfather's family business had already begun to decline, and his grandfather became more and more tyrannical and violent.
His mother, unable to bear this life, left him and left the family. But in this filthy environment, there is also another kind of people, another kind of life. There is the optimistic, simple little Tzigane, the upright old laborer Gregory. All this makes Alyosha both happy and sad.
Mother taught Alyosha to read and write, but the torment of life gradually made her careless, often losing her temper and sad. Then her mother remarried, which made Alyosha lose interest in everything around her and try to avoid adults, wanting to live alone.
As a result of the disagreement with his stepfather, Alyosha returned to his grandfather's house, who by this time was completely bankrupt! Their life is also becoming more and more difficult. In order to make ends meet, Alyosha and the neighboring children after school, in partnership, pick rags to sell.
At the same time, also feel the friendship and sympathy. But this also incurred the school's embarrassment. He finished the third grade with honors and left the school forever. At this time, Alyosha's mother died, and after burying her, he soon went to the "earth" to earn a living.