Pan Qiao, Class VI (5)
Childhood is like a starry sky, blue and beautiful; childhood funny things, like stars, illuminated the starry sky, so that the deep starry sky through the colorful light. That interesting thing although it has been a long time, but just like yesterday, think of it still feel so funny, interesting.
5-year-old me and my mom and dad live in Princeton, New Jersey, the United States, every day after dinner we go to the nearby park for a walk, where there is my favorite zoo, there are not many varieties of animals: ostrich, zebra, sika deer, and my favorite "four unlike" - elk. Every time I will be lying on the railing out of attention to see the elk gracefully walk, play happily or vigilantly look around. The zoo has a large area of grass, grass, there are a variety of birds chirping, there are wintering geese in the grass in flocks and flocks of foraging, here geese and people used to get along with people, not afraid of people, even if the car had to stop and wait for them to swing across the road and then drive.
On one occasion, I was silently thinking about what my mother told me about the "four unlike" characteristics: "head like a horse is not a horse, hooves like a cow is not a cow, horns like a deer is not a deer, tail like a donkey is not a donkey". Suddenly felt the heel was something smashed, at first, I thought it was my mother called me home, and did not pay attention to, but the more smashed the heavier, I can not help but look back, my mother! It was a big goose that was knocking my heel with its beak! It took me for its food? I was so scared that I quickly ran away, but the goose did not show any weakness and chased after me, stretching its neck and screaming as it ran, as if threatening me: "Don't run, I'm going to catch up with you!" On the grass, I don't know whether I was tripped by the grass roots, or I was afraid, my legs became soft, and I fell down, I kept my face down, my hands stretched out in front of me, I didn't dare to move, and I cried out.
Mom and Dad finally came! It turned out that they were hiding on the side to give me photography, just happened to capture this interesting "geese chasing people". Afterwards, every time I went to the zoo and saw the geese, I was a little scared and a little shy.
This is my colorful childhood, it is the first ladder of my life, the first footprints of growth and progress, the first site of the future journey. Childhood is my happiest time!
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Childhood anecdotes
What is childhood? It's the cicadas in the trees, the frogs in the water, the short songs of the shepherd's flute, the partner's maze ........ In short, childhood is carefree and happy. Whenever I colorfully recall the interesting events of my childhood, my face always pan ware a rosy glow. After all, that past is like the sound of gurgling water swirling in my heart, once burst is so gushing ........
When I was five years old, my mother took me to my grandmother's home, my grandmother lives 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 get on it, I'm trying to figure out how to go up, I happen to see my grandmother in the pig feeding, I think that the pig is small, go up easily, see my grandmother to finish 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 and called 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, grandmother drove the pig into the nest, said I was too naughty, even the pig also dared to ride.
Another time was when I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle. I wasn't very good at it then, and my mom and I rode our bikes to the plaza, 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 yelling at me, and I thought, "If I crash, I'll get hurt, and I don't know how to ride very well, so what if I turn around and fall down?" I didn't know what to do. At that moment I suddenly remembered: "jump off the car, surely it's okay" I jumped off the car, I was not hurt, but my car and the man to collide.
Whenever I recall these memories, I always "giggle" and smile so sweetly and so brightly. It's as if all of the soul-stirring events of the past have come back to life. I continue to think about the youthful years like poetry, dream season ...... I think that childhood is a tree without the wheel of the year, never old, never disappear ...... Answer: 522685034 | Grade 1 | 2011-3-13 10:38 | Proceedings
Childhood Interests
Childhood is colorful, like the beautiful shells on the seashore; childhood is carefree, like the wave dolls that make fun of each other all day long; and childhood is innocent and sweet, like the clear spring water in the mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, I can't help but think of a funny thing.
I remember that I was four or five years old, once, Grandma gave me and Ju Ju each a grain of high-grade milk candy that makes people drool at first sight, which can be our two "little greedy cat" to the bad, really happy.
The two of us couldn't bear to eat it. I said, "Let's eat it, okay?" "Yes, let's eat it together!" Juju agreed. I was quick on my feet and unwrapped it in two sittings, I took out the candy and stretched my neck to see Ju Ju's. I took one look at her candy and got anxious:
"Yours is bigger than mine!"
"Where? Mine's missing a bit here!"
"Hmph, mine dissolved!"
"Yours is rich in color and milk!"
"......"
We argued and argued to no avail, both feeling at a disadvantage. But as soon as we said we were going to switch, we turned around in a hurry, and no one wanted to. We started eating the candy, "1, 2, 3!" and we ate it together. Wow! It was so sweet, fresh and flavorful! After eating for a while, I said, "Take it out and see if you're bigger or I am!" "Yes!" Juju said, sticking out the candy on the tip of her tongue like a pug. When I saw it, I also stuck out my tongue like her, but she said she couldn't see it clearly, so I had to put the candy on the tip of my tongue, with half of it on the outside, and tried my best to stick my tongue outward. At this time, just a small dog to my feet, I can not dodge, the sugar on the tip of the tongue accidentally fell to the ground, really no coincidence, my whole body forward, my right foot right on the sugar, alas, how to do? It was too late, too soon, I didn't have time to come back to my senses, and my foot had already stepped on the "baby". I was so angry and furious: "You stinking dog, rotten dog, dead dog!" I aimed my foot at the dog's stomach, and the dog fled in fear. I lifted up my foot, broke off the sugar stuck on the sole with my hand, looked left and right, and couldn't throw it away. "Throw it away, do you still want to eat it?" Juju said sarcastically. I rubbed my two sticky candy-covered hands involuntarily, and my two eyes stared at Ju Ju's mouth, that is, let me look at the milk candy or not. I kept gagging, wishing she would spit out the candy and bite half of it for me. I couldn't look at it anymore, I just felt my nose sour, and my tears flowed down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat ...... sugar ...... I want to eat... ...Sugar ......"
Now, the old man of time has come and taken away childhood in a hurry. I wouldn't be as catty as I used to be for a grain of sugar, much less cry. Thanks to the old man of time, because he compiled the childhood into a book of the purest, truest and most beautiful printed in our hearts. Answer by: 单身贵族燕 | Grade 1 | 2011-3-13 10:49 | Prosecution
Childhood is so beautiful, childhood is so interesting, but it is a pity that time flies, I am about to say goodbye to my childhood, but one thing that happened in my childhood is y imprinted in my mind.
It was when I was six years old, my mother went to the street, leaving me alone at home to watch TV, and the naughty king on TV was taking my mother's lipstick to make up for himself! I thought it was funny, so I took my mom's makeup and gave myself a "beauty" treatment.
I first squeezed out of my mother's lipstick, and then their own lips randomly wiped two, and then look in the mirror, "ah, wipe more" I have no choice but to smile at the mirror. It turns out, lipstick should be smeared to the corners of the mouth, and I not only smeared lipstick on the lips, even around me are smeared into red.
"What's this? A red pencil?" I mumbled to myself as I pulled out something that looked like my colored pencils. I used it to color my eyebrows red.
Finally, I took out my mom's little brush and dabbed some red powder on my face; and some green powder on the backs of my hands ......
The huge twenty-minute project was finally done!
"Dingdong" mom came back, when she saw me almost fainted, and no wonder, because by this time I was a red face, green back of the hands, red lips of the person, seems to be a teeth and claws of the monster.
Childhood is so beautiful, childhood is so interesting, I want to treasure one of the interesting things that happened in my childhood forever.
2. Childhood fun
Everyone has a childhood, and childhood fun is like the seaside that colorful shells, in the company of seawater glittering, exuding colorful luster, can not be counted. And now I still hold in my hand the most glittering shell, that is one of my most memorable childhood fun.
I remember when I was a child, my home yard planted and I was born together with the orange tree, I often take a knife in the trunk of the tree carved a mark, every day to measure their own whether to grow taller. Looking at the horizontal lines, I was really looking forward to growing taller. One day, I suddenly realized that I was shorter than the mark. Oh, my God! Had I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to my mom and asked her, "Mom, why am I shorter when all my friends have grown taller?" Mom busy put down the side of the work, put me on a chair and asked: "Why do you say so!" I was busy jumping off the chair, pulling my mother's hand, pulling her into the yard and pointing to say: "I use a knife every day to carve my height in the tree, but today I came to carve but in the previous carving of the horizontal line below." As I said this, I pointed out the two horizontal lines on the tree. Mom listened to my words, and looked at the tree, silent for two minutes, then inexplicably laughed out loud, laughed so much that I could not straighten the waist, tears came out, and patted the silly dumb look at her my head and said: "Fools, it is not that you're shorter, it is the tree is taller, in the future, do not do this kind of silly things." It dawned on me that it wasn't me who was short, but the tree that was tall. After that I was happy to go to the chickens to play, I really do not know what I will do to the chickens what stupid things .......
Haha! Funny, isn't it! My childhood was full of silly things. Like giving a snow doll a bath, shaving eyebrows ...... is also so many interesting things, silly things composed of that colorful childhood, joyful childhood, fond of childhood. Although this golden time is slowly away from me, I have not so stupid, I believe that childhood fun will become the most beautiful memories of my life.
3. The pleasant summer life is like a flowing stream. This "brook" is always singing happy songs, among which, fishing shrimp is a very beautiful one.
It was a bright and sunny Tuesday afternoon, and the sun was smiling as he showered the earth with his fiery "golden sword". The whole earth suddenly turned into a big furnace. We in the teacher's leadership, excited about the scorching sun rushed to the shrimp fishing ground, the first in front of our eyes is an oval shrimp pond, this shrimp pond is like a piece of turquoise emerald, a breeze, the water immediately ripples, beautiful. Shrimp farm uncle saw us come to "visit", it is smiling and busy, holding umbrellas, distributing bait and nets ...... students with shrimp pole end of the small stools each selected an ideal location to sit down, the quiet shrimp pond suddenly lively! The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product or service.
I took the shrimp fishing tools to my own feel easy to catch shrimp place, sit down, I began to "work". I put the chicken heart on the shrimp hooks, and then dumped into the water, then quietly waiting for the shrimp "patronage", about fifteen minutes or so, fixed in the water surface of the float up and down a few times, my heart out of the float with the jumping non-stop, I use both hands to hold the shrimp pole violently lift, but lifted up the bait has disappeared, and even shrimp shadows! I did not see. This "guy" is really cunning. I put on the shrimp bait again after the shrimp hook into the water. After a while, the buoy and jumped a few times, this time I did not rush to lift the rod, the buoy violently sank into the water, I saw the time was ripe to lift the rod violently, but who would have expected the shrimp with a "cicada shell" to escape, this time I want to throw down the shrimp rod angry not fishing. Just the teacher came over to us and said: "Children, no matter what you do have to have patience. The shrimp bite can be 'tricky' it! It first dragged the bait in is in the 'loitering', when it dragged to a safe place, only then will 'taste' up, so we must not be impatient".
I listened to the teacher spread the "secret", I threw down the shrimp hook. After a while the shrimp on the hook. I slowly put the dying shrimp into the net, the first battle "success", I threw the hook into the water, waiting for the next incoming "enemy" ......
I don't know, it's almost the middle of the day, we each carry the "trophy" triumphantly return this seemingly very simple little thing tells us a truth: patience and perseverance is the "cornerstone" of the achievement of a cause, otherwise it will be nothing
Childhood anecdotes
Childhood anecdotes<
Childhood, is a charming painting, outlined how many moving and interesting stories; childhood, is a melodious piccolo, played how many of my pure and beautiful fantasies; childhood, is a bouquet of gorgeous flowers, childhood laughter like flowers emitting intoxicating aroma, the beautiful petals as if it were a piece of memory. Childhood anecdotes, is the most unforgettable to me.
When I was a child, I went back to my grandma's house once. At my grandma's house, my favorite thing to do was to watch the little donkey eating hay every morning. This morning, I went to see the little donkey "eat breakfast". When I came to the donkey shed, the donkey had already started to "eat" leisurely. I stood on my tiptoes, lying on my back next to the hay frame with interest, tilted my head and watched the donkey chewing the hay with a simple and honest face, which I found particularly interesting. After watching for a while, I felt a gripping pain in my scalp, I looked left and right, but did not find anything. Suddenly I found in the burro's big teeth with a trace of black line, I was curious, jumped and ran back to the house to find mom to ask for an understanding. Before I could say anything, my mom stared in amazement and froze for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter. I can't understand, my mom laughed and pushed me to the mirror, pretending to be angry, said: "silly girl, look at it. I stood in front of the mirror in a daze, really do not know, a look shocked, my left side of the hair do not know when a section missing. "What the hell is going on?" , my mom asked me, staring at me with a mixture of anger and amusement. So I stammered and told the story of how I watched the burro graze. "No wonder," my mom said, tapping me on my little head, "It must be that you let the burro eat your hair when it was hanging down into the hay, right?" . Then I realized, "No wonder I felt a tugging pain in my head when I was watching the donkey eating the grass, and I saw black lines on the donkey's teeth!" . Mom said hopelessly: "Forget it, the hair can not be picked up, you just stay like this first, eat a lesson, grow wise, don't be so stupid in the future". I listened to my mom's words, and then looked at myself in the mirror, and thought about what I had just done, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This is my colorful childhood, it is the first ladder of my life, the first footprints of growth and progress, the first station of the future journey. Childhood is the happiest time for me. Answer by: 熱网友 | 2011-3-13 11:29 | Prosecution
Being a Thief
Yang Anlan, Class 5(1), Chengbei Elementary School, Xixiang County, Shaanxi Province
"Being a thief is not a good idea, and a thief is not a good idea ......" Whenever I see these words describing a thief, I can't help but think of a childhood experience of being a "thief". Don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad person!
The experience of stealing persimmons in my childhood when I was four years old is still fresh in my mind. I especially love to eat persimmons, sweet, soft persimmons let me eat a still want to eat. But grandma only let me eat one each time, said to eat too much indigestion, I thought: "Humph! It's just a persimmon! Really stingy!"
One day, Grandma bought back a big bag of persimmons, yo! This package of persimmons and the previous persimmons compared to the big difference, most of the surface is still green, touch, hard, and thought: "This must be a 'good breed', must eat more." I jumped up, grabbed a just want to eat, but the grandmother took the persimmons back, said with a smile: "can not eat, eat will have a stomach ache!" I thought to myself, "Hmph! Look at you that smiling look, must be lying to deceive people, not just can not give me to eat it! Look at me."
Seeing her walk up to the second floor, she put up a bamboo pole between the balcony and the window sill, hung the persimmons on it, and then went downstairs to take a nap.
I watched my grandmother enter her bedroom, and after making sure she was asleep, I began to quietly climb upstairs, and every time I climbed two or three steps, I had to look back to make sure my grandmother was coming out. That's when I finally realized what it's like to be a thief: to have a weak heart.
With great difficulty, I climbed up to the second floor, I was already panting and sweating, but I didn't delay a minute, I quickly moved a chair from the room, stood up, aimed at the biggest persimmon, and took a bite out of it.
"Yuck!" I frowned and spat out the persimmon, it was so astringent! It was so astringent that I couldn't even stick my tongue out or open my mouth, I hurriedly slipped into the kitchen and poured a large glass of water and drank it down before I got over it, and because I was afraid of making a noise, I hurriedly slipped down to the first floor and pretended to take a nap as if nothing had happened.
A week later, the green, hard persimmons became yellow and soft, Grandma put away the persimmons, pointing to the biggest one and said, "Yo, who bit this persimmon? There won't be mice, will there?" Then she handed me the other one.
"I won't eat it, it's bitter!" I covered my mouth and screamed, grandma laughed and said, "So this mouse is you!"