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1. Childhood fun . My childhood is colorful, and the interesting things that happened in childhood are as unclear as the stars in the sky. The brightest and most dazzling one is the one. In Sunday at noon at that time, her mother was asleep. At that time, I was only four years old, and I was not fun. I walked blindly in the room. I came to the mirror somehow. ah! Why is there a "person" that looks the same as me in front? I didn't touch it, and I was frightened. The "person" was flat, and it seemed to want to touch me. I hurried back a few steps. Okay, dare to learn me, see how I deal with you. I slapped, the "person" also slapped, I hit, the "person" also hit, yo, weird. I was scared, flatter and moved, I would learn me, I could hit someone, and it must be a monster. I hurriedly did not take two steps, came to my mother's bed, and pulled my mother's hand and yelled, "Mom, there is a strange thing over there, he also hit me." Mom magically asked me what it was , I pulled my mother to the mirror in a vigorous way. Strange, why is there another monster? I hurriedly hid behind my mother and couldn't help but shake. At first glance, my mother laughed, I asked, "Mom, what are you laughing? Are you not afraid of it?" Mom turned around and said to me, "This is a mirror, it's not a monster at all, you see." Swing on the right, the people in the mirror also shook left and swinging. After some of my mother, I realized that the mirror could "print" people in, and people could see their shadow from the mirror. No wonder what I do, what is it! Wen when I think of this, I still laugh!
2. Childhood fun What is childhood? It is the cicada on the tree, the frog in the water, the short song of the shepherd, and the hiding of the partner ... In short, childhood is carefree, happiness and beautiful. Whenever I remembered the interesting things in my childhood, my face was rosy on my face. After all, the past was like the sound of flowing water in my heart. Once I burst out, it was so endless .... When I was 5 years old, my mother took me to my grandma's house. Grandma lived in The countryside, so there are many people riding a horse from this village to that village. I was envious and I wanted to ride horses to try, but the horseback was too high. When I saw my grandma feeding the pigs, I felt that the pig was small, and it was easy when I went up. When I saw my grandma entering the house, I went to the pig nest. When I opened the door, I went in and chose a pig. After seeing it, Grandma hurried out and called me. I saw grandma and wanted to stop the pig, but couldn't stop. The pig ran into the grandma's vegetable garden, the cucumber and persimmons inside were stepped on by the pigs, and I was also scratched by the branches of the fruit tree. After the grandma drove the pig into the nest, she said that I was too naughty, and even the pig dared to ride. . When I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle. At that time, I didn't know much. My mother and I went to the square with a bicycle, there was a lot of room for it. I rode a bicycle there, the faster the rider, and suddenly I saw a adult ride a bicycle from the front, because the riding was too fast, I couldn't stop the car anymore. I thought: "If I hit it, I would be injured, and I wouldn't know it. What should I do if I fell over in the past?" I don't know what to do. At this time, I suddenly remembered: "Jumping out of the car, it must be okay." I jumped out of the car. I was not injured, but my car hit the person. Whenever I remember these, I always laughed "giggling", smiling so sweetly, so brilliant. As if all the souls of dreams are reappeared. I continued to think about the years when I was young, the dream season ... I think that childhood is a tree without annual wheels, never grows old, never disappear ... n 3. Childhood fun I hours of me, I am particularly naughty. Let me tell you about my childhood interesting thing. Remember to go home once. I saw that Dad was lying on the bed to sleep, so I suddenly appeared in my little head. Instead of painting on Dad's face, I first found the paint, pen and water, and then I carefully painted a large "king" on the forehead of my father, and then used the earthy yellow to the father's face. The four weeks of painting with a bunch of golden stack, this is a prestigious tiger. After the painting, I was happy while I was happy for my "masterpiece" and was painted by my dad's face. It's a pity that Zhang's beautiful face was painted like this. When I was happy to look at my "masterpiece", suddenly my father woke up and looked at him with a blank look. I laughed, and my father looked at me inexplicably. Pigment and water, watching my unsatisfactory smile, Dad quickly ran to the bathroom to look at the mirror. When he found that his face had been painted by me one by one, he couldn't care about watercolor paint on his face. Just ran into the house quickly, and I caught me with a mess. I called me gurgling, although this incident has passed for a long time; but I still remember it. Is you see! I was so naughty when I was young! I feel interesting until now!
4. Childhood fun The childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, joyful songs; childhood footprints; childhood story. "Does this song remind you of a beautiful childhood life? In those colorful years, many things have happened, not as bright as stars. My childhood is beautiful, and there are many things worth remembering ... since I remember the notives, two chicks have been raised in my aunt's class. As soon as I had time, I went to see the chicken in the aunt class. , The hens are getting eggs, and the chicks are about to hatch in the eggs. After 21 days, when I heard the sound of a chick, I saw this, and heard the sound. I think the chick is too pitiful, in the hen When you are not at home with the rooster, help the chicken. Opportunity, finally came ... That day, the hens gave the chicken for food, and the naughty rooster was not at home, and ran out to play. I don't pay attention to picking up an egg, holding it in my palm gently, and said seriously, "Don't be afraid, you will come to the world in a while. "After that, I no longer hesitated, peeled off an egg, a chick with removal heat, and did not open my eyes," born ". You, let me come to this world as soon as possible. "I was happy and peeled off the second one. When I peeled the fourth one, the hens came back. When I saw that I was" bullying "the baby, the baby who was" bullying "a babies flickered me. I went to find my aunt crying crying crying. The aunt didn't say me, but said and said, "Little fool, the chicken will not be born until a certain time! You will die for them like this, and you will die. "After listening, I hurriedly looked at the chicks. Sure enough, the chickens that had just been" born "were almost died, and those who were not" born "were survived. I regret it, but everything is late ... … . Although this incident has been over for a long time, although I am still ignorant there, this matter has always spurred me and let me go forward, never retreat.
5. R n Speaking of my interesting things, it is more like a star in the sky, there are joy, worry, laughter and tears. Let me laugh at me. That day, I went to the birthday of my friend's life. When we just finished birthdays, my friends summoned us and announced: "In order to make my birthday a happy birthday, and to make friends happy to play and hide the atmosphere of birthday. "Oh Ye" I am happy to dance. The game began, and I couldn't find a safe and hidden place. I only heard my friends counting: "91, 92. "Seeing it was about to count, I was in a panic, hiding in the bottom of the bed. The" squeak "door opened, and I walked in front of me. After a long time, I heard the sound of leaving. In order to detect whether there were ears from the wall, I carefully leaned out and looked around. At this time, I saw a large wardrobe, and I slowly moved my body out. Go in and close the door. After a minute, the door opened again, the door of the wardrobe opened, and Douda's sweat beads flowed down from my cheeks. The friend smiled and said, "Lei Xu , Your big feet have betrayed you. "I was panicked in my heart, but I still stood still. My friend said," Okay, don't come out, isn't it? I want to send a big move and see my invincible scratching foot skills. "He said as he scratched the soles of his feet, I couldn't help it anymore, and laughed and rolled out of the closet. "I said on the ground while rolling. Good guys, good enough, only one person left, but I still do n’t show up. Kicking out the bottom of the bed again, the quilt was lifted, and one of the people shouted in anger, "Which mixing told was pressed my feet. "We looked at him in surprise, and he realized in a panic, spitting his tongue, and said embarrassedly," Yeah, I was discovered. " " Haha "this laughter is far away ...
6. Childhood fun The childhood has many interesting things, but in my There is a piece in my mind that I can't rinse it forever -breeding snow. is a snowy day. I look at the silver -white world outside the window, full of joy. Avoid my mother, hide in a corner, and "grab" those Beautiful and white snow girl. After a while, I have caught a lot of snow girls in my hand. They have different shapes and look like one by one. It turned into water and gone. I am very sad. When I was sad alone, my good friend Fifi came to play with me. She saw me frowning and asked me why I was worried. Tell her. She remembered a way with me. "By the way, by the way, the peasant uncle planting food to the ground, and more food will grow next year. Wait until next spring, don't snow grow again? "Feifei's idea reminded me at once. said to do it. I went home and took a small shovel and a plastic bag. Fifi also went home and secretly took a red head rope in the southwest corner of my house. Dig out a large punch, the mouth of the plastic bag opened, each of us put a snow in it, and I said a word to the snow in my heart: I hope you will grow up soon. In the small pit. The snow plant is fine. We are very happy, looking forward to seeing those cute snow girls again. 7. n everyone has a childhood, and the childhood fun is like the shells of all kinds of beach. They are filled with the companionship of the seawater, exuding colorful glory, and the number is endless. Now my hands are still on my hand. Holding the most shiny shell, it was my most memorable childhood fun. Remember to be a child in my yard. I carved a mark on the trunk with a knife and measuring whether I grow tall every day. Looking at the horizontal line, I really hope that it is fast and high. One day, I suddenly find that I am shorter than that mark. Oh my god! Is it! I have grown up? I am very scared in my heart, and I quickly ran to ask my mother: "Mom, why do other friends grow taller, how do I get shorter?" Mom was busy putting down the work around me, putting me on a chair in a chair Asked: "Why do you say that!" I jumped off my chair, pulled my mother's hand, pulled her into the yard and pointed at the yard, "I use a knife every day to engrave my height on the tree, but I come today But under the horizontal line carved before. "I said on the tree and pointed out the two horizontal lines. My mother listened to me and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, I laughed inexplicably and laughed. I couldn't stand up, my tears came out, and I patted my head and looked at her head and said, "Fool, not you are short, it's the tree tall, don't do such a stupid thing in the future. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but the tree was tall. After that, I was happy to go to the chicken to play. I really don’t know what I will do with the chicken ....... haha! Interesting! My childhood is like this, stupid things are a basket of fun. It looks like taking a bath for snow dolls, shaving eyebrows ... It is also so much interesting, stupid things formed those colorful childhoods, joyful childhoods, and ordering. People are nostalgic for childhood. Although this golden time is slowly away from me, I am not so stupid. I believe that childhood fun will definitely become the most beautiful memory in my life
8. Childhood fun things r r The childhood is a wonderful memory, which records our joy and sorrow. In my childhood, there is a very interesting thing. The is a period of October 3 this year. October 3rd. We arrived at Anji Mountain in our hometown. It is strange to say that there are mountains and water there, how beautiful, why not become a attraction? In the morning, I was led by two sisters and an adult to catch crabs together. At a small stream, found the footprint left by the crab to walk through. We walked along the footprints left, "Look! Crab! "I pointed forward. They looked at the direction of me, really crabs! We ran over, my aunt tried to fold it, crab crawled left and climbed right," I finally caught it! " "Aunt yelled. A few of us took out a plastic bag and put the crabs in. back home, we found a small jar, poured a little water in it, and then put the crab in. It ’s so fun. We ca n’t afford it about it. Crab does n’t seem to feel that we have a good opinion of it, but we just feel that we are torturing it. My sister also tried to touch it, and I also touched it,“ Oh! It hurts me, dead crabs! "I cried and said. Since then, I have no good impression on the crab, and I ignore him. This is an interesting thing I have. Come on! But at least you have to add a few strokes at least, it is your own composition, hehe
has so many stars in the sky, and my childhood fun is as countless as the stars in the sky. Some things have been engraved deeply in my mind, and whenever I think of it, I will secretly laugh. This is a cold Sunday. My mother took me to my uncle's house to play. Uncle entertained me warmly and bought me a string of marshmallow. The cotton candy is delicious! When I was eating and interesting, my mother came over and said, "You have too many sweets, you can't eat too much sweets." Due to helplessness, I had to throw the remaining marshmallow. Actually, I already had an idea at that time ... In home, I secretly ran to my room, couldn't wait to pull the zipper on the quilt, take out some cotton, put them put them, put them put them, put them put them, let them put them, put them, and put them. I was soaked in water for about a minute. and then I tasted it, and felt that it was not delicious. Suddenly, I thought: marshmallow, marshmallow, sugar is 'marshmallow'. , I took a few spoons of sugar on my "marshmallow" while my mother didn't notice. I tasted another sip, but I still didn't have the delicious food bought by my uncle. It at this time, I was "the second monk, I couldn't touch my head." When my mother saw this, she stepped forward and asked me. I told my mother the original committee. M mother just touched my head and smiled and said, "Silly child." In retrospect, I still want to do it again! , but my childhood is not returned, and I will not do it anymore to do marshmallow, but my childhood is always engraved in my heart.
The childhood fun
The past is like smoke. Looking back at the footsteps of childhood, opening the dusty treasure chest, looking for childhood fun, and relieving the warmth of memory. The crystal -clear pearl in the memory of Shi Shi, although many things have been forgotten, but the feeling of being a little teacher at home makes me remember! It was when you were in elementary school, and before class in the morning, students must go to school in advance, because the ten minutes before class was early reading time. Teacher Wu often taught us a simple neo -poem. Most of these ancient poems in the back, most of them were back when I was in kindergarten, and the stupid bird flew first, one step earlier than other students. I am very confident, and the sound of reading aloud is also very loud. The students who have known each other have admired and envious of the admiration. Since then, the teacher has asked me to be a little teacher before the class and take the classmates to read. The feeling of being a little teacher at school is really good. At home, I continue to be the dream of being a little teacher. The grandma is not literate, I happen to catch a great time to be a little teacher! In afternoon, when I get out of school every afternoon, I move the small activity table and chairs to the living room, pull my grandma to the living room, but my grandma does not know what's going on, and I always don't obey my arrangement. After tossing for a long time, my grandmother finally sat on the chair. I hurriedly turned the cabinet in the kitchen to find things, and made a loud noise "Bang ..." "Haha, I finally found it!" sound. See what I found, it turned out to be -a pot lid and a spoon. I I holding the lid and a spoon to the grandma, saying to her, "Children, sit down, put your hands on the table, and sit straight up. Okay, now we start class!" I immediately knocked on the lid with the spoon in my hand, and made a loud noise of "Dang, Dang, Dang". I put down the lid and spoon in my hand, took out a box of pinyin cards bought by my father, and took out a "A" pinyin card, stuck to the refrigerator, and then faced the grandma. Said: "Children read with me, A!" I only heard my grandmother read "Ah Hmm", "Wrong! Children, concentrate in class, look at my mouth shape, open a big mouth, pronounce from the throat, A ! "But Grandma still missed it, and I corrected it many times. In at this time, grandma stood up, obviously I was impatient by me, and I immediately followed my grandma. "Children, you are no longer reading kindergartens. Now you are reading elementary schools. How can you go in class? Go back to the seat, now in class!" Back to the seat, we cried and laughed. "Okay, let's learn ancient poems-" Yong Goose "to read with me. Goose, goose, goose, song Xiang Xiang Xiangtian song." and grandma can not speak Mandarin, Only the southern Fujian dialect, so it is super standard to read. "Well, uh, uh, Qixiang Lane Tiaolou." It's for me to correct it for a long time. Like a real teacher. Grandma's vitality has been restored! Since then, some good friends from grandma came home to chat at home, so that grandma had the opportunity to "skip class" and excited! ... Once, people on the streets went home to send some notification advertisements. Grandma always wanted me to read her, just to give me the opportunity to count her. If people live, they must learn to be old. When using it, he hates less. The childhood is a dream season. I always love fantasy and always like to imitate. This incident has passed so long, and how naive and naive I was at that time! However, I left me a good memory. The time was lost bit by bit, but the dream in my heart would accompany my life. As long as I think of my childhood, I can't cry and laugh, and I feel good to be a little teacher!
The childhood fun The childhood, like a colorful box, there are many flashing and interesting memories. Over time, some memories have been sealed, while some memories are brushed more brightly by the flow of time. Remember that when I was not in elementary school, one Saturday afternoon, I was alone at home, and it was early to see the time, and I turned on the TV. At that time, "Legend of White Lady" was broadcast. The nerd Xu Xian met the white lady in the rain, and he was shocked by the beauty of the white snake. You look at his hands, his eyes straight, and he couldn't stop his mouth. Seriously, I was stunned by the beauty of the white lady. It something broke into my sight at this time, that is, my mother -makeup box. I plan to make makeup, compare with him, and see who is the most beautiful. So I sat in front of the makeup table and opened my mother's makeup box. Wow! How to wipe the beautiful color blocks inside? No way, let's draw a tiger. Think about what the white lady looks like, how I wipe it. I first stood red rouge with a cotton ball and wiped my face, and suddenly. A "big red robe" water radish appeared in the mirror. I looked left and right, and looked at it. I always felt that it was not pleasing to the eye. I wiped my mother's powder on my face and looked much better. Then I put my mother's lipstick in my mouth and painted a "two" characters to look at the mirror, and it was a bit unpleasant. At this time, the willow eyebrows of the white lady appeared in my mind. Ha ha! Let me have another "painting dragon". But I couldn't find my mother's eyebrow pencil. I frowned, anxious. In the urgent students, I simply picked up Xiaokai's brush and took a little ink, and trembled slightly on the eyebrows. Now think of those two "one" like caterpillar. I do n’t care about the mirror and bring my mother's jewelry out of all. This is a big beauty with a standard standard! Ha ha! Because I am too happy, I wore my mother's high heels and danced in the room! Jumping, the familiar footsteps are getting closer. I think it must be that my mother is back. I immediately came with a cool shape and was ready to welcome her. As soon as my mother entered the door, I gave her a kiss. She was so scared that she was about to jump up. I couldn't help covering my stomach, "Hahahaha ..." laughed, and my mother returned to God for a long time, "My God! I thought I was wrong!" Mother put down the bag in her hand and pulled me to the pool, and washed and said, "Children have a kind of childish beauty like our flowers, pure and natural. Will it be beautiful? Wait for you to grow up, can I teach you to make up? " I lowered my head and smiled embarrassed. In since then, this incident has become the laughing stock of the whole family. Whenever I think of it, I still can't help laughing. It is like a beating note, adding a happy melody to my childhood movement.
My childhood was very happy, and the story that happened at that time still remembers. One of them is always happy when I think of it. Because it brings me infinite fun.
In one day, when I was out of school, I saw that there were a lot of students around there. I walked in curiously. I saw that it was a box of cute duckling. I asked. One piece of five, I bought it with only one piece. I took it up and held it with both hands. Its little eyes looked at me like two black beans, and shouted from time to time. And it looks very cute. When I squatted down to get a plastic bag, it ran out of my hand. I caught it back and said in my mouth, "This little thing is naughty." Then, I put it in a plastic bag and gave it a name- "Little Naughty."
It returned home, I put it in the shoe box, and put the box on the table, for fear of running out, but it was not obedient. He jumped out of the box, and then ran forward desperately, but fell on the chair. It jumped off the chair again. Running around, he screamed at me. I think it is hungry. I took out a few greens from the refrigerator and cut the vegetables carefully, and then put it in a small plate. As soon as I raised the plate, the duckling walked away. Before me, I saw it couldn't wait to slap his wings and stretched his neck. At this time, I hadn't stabilized the plate, and it used its yellow and flat mouth to eat greedily. Its yellow mouth was like a small small mouth. The clip is the same. After a while, it ate the dishes in the plate like a small clip. It looks so cute when it eats vegetables. Seeing it so fragrant, I like it more.
In evening, Dad came back and made a window for "Little Naughty" with a carton. Mom gives it food, I pour water for it. It is like my little guest. Once, I clamped its flat mouth with my fingers and mentioned it. Its little paw immediately kicked and kicked like a bicycle. At this time, when Dad saw it, he hurriedly said, "Put it down." I asked strangely: "Why?" "You dragged its mouth, it would hurt." I immediately put it down Essence I asked again, "Why does it hurt?" Dad said, "Although the duckling's mouth is hard, its mouth is also connected to the meat, so it will be painful if you drag its mouth." I said ashamed to the duckling, "I'm really sorry." At this time, "Little Naughty" called me twice. It seems to be forgive me.
has added a lot of fun to my life since this duckling came to my house. So far, I think of it, and I am still nostalgic for the duckling. LZ Choose me!
1 childhood is beautiful. Although the past is more childlike, it is naive and unforgettable when I think of it.
The years old. At that time, I lived in the countryside of my hometown. One day my uncle asked me to go up the mountain with him to cut firewood. I was very happy and followed. When I reached the mountainside, my uncle suddenly stopped. I saw my uncle looking up at the branches, and I looked in that direction. It turned out to be a dark thing! I thought it was an ant nest! Then I got together and wanted to ask. Uncle told me that it was not an ant's nest, but a honeycomb, and the bee sting in the nest was still eaten! After speaking, he asked me to help find some dead branches. I picked it up for him. I saw that he tied the dead branches I picked to a stick with a rope, and then took out the match to lit. Intersection He asked me to find a place to hide, and then slowly moved the stick to the branches to the black bee ball. The bee "buzzing" fly around the circle. Picking out things to eat, that is probably his so -called "bee sting"! Seeing that he eats and tasteful, I think it must be very good! I also ran over and wanted to share it with him. After all, I helped picking branches! Who knows that the uncle actually said, "Children can't eat it. After eating, you can come out of the bees! Big talents can eat it!" I thought, it must be too delicious. Uncle is just stingy and coaxing children! In this case, I will find a way to find it by myself, and I won't fight with him! Uncle seemed to see my mind and told me not to touch the honeycomb myself, it would be dangerous! I thought so much at the time, I was thinking that I had to taste the taste of the bee.
It said to do it. After I go back, I immediately "convened" my little friends, telling them how the uncle eats bee pupa 151, saying that all of them are all all all of them. Swallowed into the throat! So we decided to act secretly. Everyone went to find honeycomb and eat bees! We found some sticks and dead branches and took the match to move. We looked up along the mountain, but after looking for a long time, we couldn't find a honeycomb. Everyone was disappointed, and all of them were dead. At this time, I found a little bee. I think that since there is a bee, there must be a honeycomb, and you will know after you go back! So we followed the little bee carefully and found it for a long time, and it was really guessed by me. We found their nests! The little friends were unhappy, dancing all by hand. At the beginning, I was still a little worried, because I thought of my uncle's warning, but when I thought of my uncle's appearance of bees, I drooled, and everything was ignored. Too excited, I actually used a stick to stab with a stick to the honeycomb. With such a sting, I immediately regretted it. The bee inside "buzzed" out. A bee directly aimed at my nose. A dramatic pain: "Everyone runs!" I yelled, my partners cried loudly, hugging their heads. But it was too late, the bee seemed to be angry, the group turned around us, everyone's hands, feet, and faces were stunned, crying, crying, shouting. Until the end, our parents arrived, and several of us were sent to the hospital ...
since then, I dare not claim to take partners to take risks, and we understand that we also understand One truth is that when you are still sensible, listening to adults' suggestions is the most wise, otherwise you will always suffer yourself.
2 Remember when I was young, because I dare not sleep alone, so I fell with my parents. But at night, I didn't dare to go to the bathroom alone, so I agreed to my dad: Every time I go to the bathroom, I wake him up and let him accompany me. In this way, I have a sense of security.
is a hot night, and I woke up again and wanted to go to the bathroom. Looking around, only the father and mother were asleep. I stretched my waist and was ready to wake up my dad.
I pushed my father with my hand, he didn't wake up. I pushed him again, but I still didn't wake up. I shouted in his ear again, "Dad, dad." It was still effective. I was in a hurry, patted him gently, but he moved a few times, turned around and continued to sleep. I called my mother again, and so did she do. I can only endure to sleep.
It long, I woke up again. I couldn't help this time. I called them like last time, and they still don't move. Alas, sleeping so fragrant. I looked at the table, 3 o'clock, no wonder. I think I only have to go by myself, but I dare not go, what can I do? I sat on the bed and embarrassed. "By the way," I suddenly thought that my father drank a few large cups of tea tonight (to be precise) tonight (yesterday night). He didn't see him go to the bathroom. After a while he would go, and then he would go with him. But when did he wake up? I can only make up my mind: Go!
I got off the bed, but stopped by the door. Opposite the door is a corridor, you need to go to the bathroom for a while. I was worried that a female ghost would suddenly come up with a female ghost on the left or right. On TV, the female ghost was really scary. Oops, what do I do? I thought: I could only rush my eyes. I closed my eyes and rushed outside the door.
"Oh!" I opened my eyes and turned into the wall. I endured the pain, closed my eyes and walked to the right, and suddenly hit something, thinking that it was a female ghost, and said, "Female ghost, forgiveness! Life!" It turned out to be just a chair. Really scared me.
I finally touched the bathroom and "liberated". When I was about to leave, I suddenly "slammed", and I was startled again. It turned out that something was touched. I think: I must go back to the bedroom immediately, otherwise it is really dead. I ran into the bedroom again in my scalp and stomped into bed. "This is safe." I thought.
When I woke up, the sun was old. "Is it okay yesterday?" Dad asked me.
I thought: You sleep so dead, why can't I wake you up? You are here to ask me how to sleep well, you toss me to death! But I can't say it. "Very good." I replied.
I suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom again, will there be no female ghosts now?
Childhood fun The childhood fun is like a shell on the beach. It can't be picked up, and it is like a small red flower on the green grass, embellished with golden childhood. What an interesting thing, many, but the most helpless thing for me is ... One morning, calling me to wake me up, and hurried to the balcony to look down. The cousin was beckoning me to ask me to ask me to ask me. Do you want to go outside with her. After being allowed by my mother, I followed my cousin to play. My cousin took me to turn right on the streets and alleys, and came to a huge open space. "Look, here is empty." "What are you going to be so empty?" "Wait for a while, you know." After that, I do n’t know where to bring a kite, oh, it turned out to be a kite. But I never let go of the kite, what should I do? Try it. So, I called my cousin to help me raise the kite. As for me, I grabbed the rope and ran forward, but it was still not possible. The cousin couldn't hold it, and shouted to me desperately, "Oh, you are really bad. It seems that you will not be at all. Alas, let me show it to you. "After that, picking up the kite, and after a while, the kite flew up suddenly. "I'm here, I will come." "You can be careful, it has already flew up now, don't let it fall again." However, I suddenly felt heavy on my hand, and I thought: must be sure it was The kite is unhappy to be held by the line, okay, then let me go. So, I was young and ignorant, and the kite flew away in front of my eyes. Sister cousin hurried to run, saying that I was a little fool, and the kite was going to let the kite disappear ... Now I have already been sensible. I think it is ridiculous when I think of it.
The childhood life is like a colorful dream, making people nostalgic, making people yearn for. An interesting thing happened in childhood. Let me listen to you. At that time, our family still lived on Hongyanshan, which was two things that happened in Hongliang Mountain. When the autumn wind rolls walked the last yellow leaves, in winter, we took a hurry. When I came. Following the white snow, the snowflakes gradually fell to the ground, and the ground was like a white gauze. At this time, my father told me to go out, I see, ah! It's great! It turned out to be my father I made a snow car for me. I got on the snow cart with excitement. My father pushed me behind, pushed quickly, and scraped it in the wind. I was playing in the car. When I saw a stone ahead, I shouted: "Be careful!" Dad didn't respond because the push was too fierce, and the car was mixed by the stone at once. He said concerned: "Mimi, right?!" I got up from the snow angrily, just raised my head, my father laughed, and I said angrily, "What's wrong, what's funny!" Dad smiled and smiled. Said: "You are all over your face, plus the frozen red nose, like a heavy snowman." I quickly got the snow on my face and chased my father ... again I don't want to let my dad push me to play, I also want to push my dad, but after my father sat up, I couldn't push it. In the end, I used the strength of my body to use it. What about Dad on the ground? He did not prepare to fall to the ground at once, and my dad and I turned into a heavy snowman. We suddenly laughed in unison. Living in this beautiful childhood, when you grow up, you can taste the happiness of childhood in detail.
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. My childhood is colorful, and the interesting things that happened in childhood are as unclear as the stars in the sky. The brightest and most dazzling one is the one.
In Sunday at noon at that time, her mother was asleep. At that time, I was only four years old, and I was not fun. I walked blindly in the room. I came to the mirror somehow. ah! Why is there a "person" that looks the same as me in front? I didn't touch it, and I was frightened. The "person" was flat, and it seemed to want to touch me. I hurried back a few steps. Okay, dare to learn me, see how I deal with you. I slapped, the "person" also slapped, I hit, the "person" also hit, yo, weird. I was scared, flatter and moved, I would learn me, I could hit someone, and it must be a monster. I hurriedly did not take two steps, came to my mother's bed, and pulled my mother's hand and yelled, "Mom, there is a strange thing over there, he also hit me." Mom magically asked me what it was , I pulled my mother to the mirror in a vigorous way. Strange, why is there another monster? I hurriedly hid behind my mother and couldn't help but shake. At first glance, my mother laughed, I asked, "Mom, what are you laughing? Are you not afraid of it?" Mom turned around and said to me, "This is a mirror, it's not a monster at all, you see." Swing on the right, the people in the mirror also shook left and swinging. After some of my mother, I realized that the mirror could "print" people in, and people could see their shadow from the mirror. No wonder what I do, what is it!
Wen when I think of this, I still laugh!
2. Childhood fun
What is childhood? It is the cicada on the tree, the frog in the water, the short song of the shepherd, and the hiding of the partner ... In short, childhood is carefree, happiness and beautiful. Whenever I remembered the interesting things in my childhood, my face was rosy on my face. After all, the past was like the sound of flowing water in my heart. Once I burst out, it was so endless ....
When I was 5 years old, my mother took me to my grandma's house. Grandma lived in The countryside, so there are many people riding a horse from this village to that village. I was envious and I wanted to ride horses to try, but the horseback was too high. When I saw my grandma feeding the pigs, I felt that the pig was small, and it was easy when I went up. When I saw my grandma entering the house, I went to the pig nest. When I opened the door, I went in and chose a pig. After seeing it, Grandma hurried out and called me. I saw grandma and wanted to stop the pig, but couldn't stop. The pig ran into the grandma's vegetable garden, the cucumber and persimmons inside were stepped on by the pigs, and I was also scratched by the branches of the fruit tree. After the grandma drove the pig into the nest, she said that I was too naughty, and even the pig dared to ride.
. When I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle. At that time, I didn't know much. My mother and I went to the square with a bicycle, there was a lot of room for it. I rode a bicycle there, the faster the rider, and suddenly I saw a adult ride a bicycle from the front, because the riding was too fast, I couldn't stop the car anymore. I thought: "If I hit it, I would be injured, and I wouldn't know it. What should I do if I fell over in the past?" I don't know what to do. At this time, I suddenly remembered: "Jumping out of the car, it must be okay." I jumped out of the car. I was not injured, but my car hit the person.
Whenever I remember these, I always laughed "giggling", smiling so sweetly, so brilliant. As if all the souls of dreams are reappeared. I continued to think about the years when I was young, the dream season ... I think that childhood is a tree without annual wheels, never grows old, never disappear ...
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I hours of me, I am particularly naughty. Let me tell you about my childhood interesting thing.
Remember to go home once. I saw that Dad was lying on the bed to sleep, so I suddenly appeared in my little head. Instead of painting on Dad's face, I first found the paint, pen and water, and then I carefully painted a large "king" on the forehead of my father, and then used the earthy yellow to the father's face. The four weeks of painting with a bunch of golden stack, this is a prestigious tiger. After the painting, I was happy while I was happy for my "masterpiece" and was painted by my dad's face. It's a pity that Zhang's beautiful face was painted like this. When I was happy to look at my "masterpiece", suddenly my father woke up and looked at him with a blank look. I laughed, and my father looked at me inexplicably. Pigment and water, watching my unsatisfactory smile, Dad quickly ran to the bathroom to look at the mirror. When he found that his face had been painted by me one by one, he couldn't care about watercolor paint on his face. Just ran into the house quickly, and I caught me with a mess. I called me gurgling, although this incident has passed for a long time; but I still remember it.
Is you see! I was so naughty when I was young! I feel interesting until now!
4. Childhood fun
The childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, joyful songs; childhood footprints; childhood story. "Does this song remind you of a beautiful childhood life? In those colorful years, many things have happened, not as bright as stars. My childhood is beautiful, and there are many things worth remembering ...
since I remember the notives, two chicks have been raised in my aunt's class. As soon as I had time, I went to see the chicken in the aunt class. , The hens are getting eggs, and the chicks are about to hatch in the eggs. After 21 days, when I heard the sound of a chick, I saw this, and heard the sound. I think the chick is too pitiful, in the hen When you are not at home with the rooster, help the chicken. Opportunity, finally came ...
That day, the hens gave the chicken for food, and the naughty rooster was not at home, and ran out to play. I don't pay attention to picking up an egg, holding it in my palm gently, and said seriously, "Don't be afraid, you will come to the world in a while. "After that, I no longer hesitated, peeled off an egg, a chick with removal heat, and did not open my eyes," born ". You, let me come to this world as soon as possible. "I was happy and peeled off the second one. When I peeled the fourth one, the hens came back. When I saw that I was" bullying "the baby, the baby who was" bullying "a babies flickered me. I went to find my aunt crying crying crying. The aunt didn't say me, but said and said, "Little fool, the chicken will not be born until a certain time! You will die for them like this, and you will die. "After listening, I hurriedly looked at the chicks. Sure enough, the chickens that had just been" born "were almost died, and those who were not" born "were survived. I regret it, but everything is late ... …
. Although this incident has been over for a long time, although I am still ignorant there, this matter has always spurred me and let me go forward, never retreat.
5. R n Speaking of my interesting things, it is more like a star in the sky, there are joy, worry, laughter and tears. Let me laugh at me.
That day, I went to the birthday of my friend's life. When we just finished birthdays, my friends summoned us and announced: "In order to make my birthday a happy birthday, and to make friends happy to play and hide the atmosphere of birthday. "Oh Ye" I am happy to dance.
The game began, and I couldn't find a safe and hidden place. I only heard my friends counting: "91, 92. "Seeing it was about to count, I was in a panic, hiding in the bottom of the bed. The" squeak "door opened, and I walked in front of me. After a long time, I heard the sound of leaving. In order to detect whether there were ears from the wall, I carefully leaned out and looked around. At this time, I saw a large wardrobe, and I slowly moved my body out. Go in and close the door. After a minute, the door opened again, the door of the wardrobe opened, and Douda's sweat beads flowed down from my cheeks. The friend smiled and said, "Lei Xu , Your big feet have betrayed you. "I was panicked in my heart, but I still stood still. My friend said," Okay, don't come out, isn't it? I want to send a big move and see my invincible scratching foot skills. "He said as he scratched the soles of his feet, I couldn't help it anymore, and laughed and rolled out of the closet. "I said on the ground while rolling.
Good guys, good enough, only one person left, but I still do n’t show up. Kicking out the bottom of the bed again, the quilt was lifted, and one of the people shouted in anger, "Which mixing told was pressed my feet. "We looked at him in surprise, and he realized in a panic, spitting his tongue, and said embarrassedly," Yeah, I was discovered. "
" Haha "this laughter is far away ...
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The childhood has many interesting things, but in my There is a piece in my mind that I can't rinse it forever -breeding snow.
is a snowy day. I look at the silver -white world outside the window, full of joy. Avoid my mother, hide in a corner, and "grab" those Beautiful and white snow girl. After a while, I have caught a lot of snow girls in my hand. They have different shapes and look like one by one. It turned into water and gone. I am very sad.
When I was sad alone, my good friend Fifi came to play with me. She saw me frowning and asked me why I was worried. Tell her. She remembered a way with me. "By the way, by the way, the peasant uncle planting food to the ground, and more food will grow next year. Wait until next spring, don't snow grow again? "Feifei's idea reminded me at once.
said to do it. I went home and took a small shovel and a plastic bag. Fifi also went home and secretly took a red head rope in the southwest corner of my house. Dig out a large punch, the mouth of the plastic bag opened, each of us put a snow in it, and I said a word to the snow in my heart: I hope you will grow up soon. In the small pit.
The snow plant is fine. We are very happy, looking forward to seeing those cute snow girls again.
7. n everyone has a childhood, and the childhood fun is like the shells of all kinds of beach. They are filled with the companionship of the seawater, exuding colorful glory, and the number is endless. Now my hands are still on my hand. Holding the most shiny shell, it was my most memorable childhood fun.
Remember to be a child in my yard. I carved a mark on the trunk with a knife and measuring whether I grow tall every day. Looking at the horizontal line, I really hope that it is fast and high. One day, I suddenly find that I am shorter than that mark. Oh my god! Is it! I have grown up? I am very scared in my heart, and I quickly ran to ask my mother: "Mom, why do other friends grow taller, how do I get shorter?" Mom was busy putting down the work around me, putting me on a chair in a chair Asked: "Why do you say that!" I jumped off my chair, pulled my mother's hand, pulled her into the yard and pointed at the yard, "I use a knife every day to engrave my height on the tree, but I come today But under the horizontal line carved before. "I said on the tree and pointed out the two horizontal lines. My mother listened to me and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, I laughed inexplicably and laughed. I couldn't stand up, my tears came out, and I patted my head and looked at her head and said, "Fool, not you are short, it's the tree tall, don't do such a stupid thing in the future. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but the tree was tall. After that, I was happy to go to the chicken to play. I really don’t know what I will do with the chicken .......
haha! Interesting! My childhood is like this, stupid things are a basket of fun. It looks like taking a bath for snow dolls, shaving eyebrows ... It is also so much interesting, stupid things formed those colorful childhoods, joyful childhoods, and ordering. People are nostalgic for childhood. Although this golden time is slowly away from me, I am not so stupid. I believe that childhood fun will definitely become the most beautiful memory in my life
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The childhood is a wonderful memory, which records our joy and sorrow. In my childhood, there is a very interesting thing.
The is a period of October 3 this year. October 3rd. We arrived at Anji Mountain in our hometown. It is strange to say that there are mountains and water there, how beautiful, why not become a attraction? In the morning, I was led by two sisters and an adult to catch crabs together. At a small stream, found the footprint left by the crab to walk through.
We walked along the footprints left, "Look! Crab! "I pointed forward. They looked at the direction of me, really crabs! We ran over, my aunt tried to fold it, crab crawled left and climbed right," I finally caught it! " "Aunt yelled. A few of us took out a plastic bag and put the crabs in.
back home, we found a small jar, poured a little water in it, and then put the crab in. It ’s so fun. We ca n’t afford it about it. Crab does n’t seem to feel that we have a good opinion of it, but we just feel that we are torturing it. My sister also tried to touch it, and I also touched it,“ Oh! It hurts me, dead crabs! "I cried and said. Since then, I have no good impression on the crab, and I ignore him.
This is an interesting thing I have. Come on! But at least you have to add a few strokes at least, it is your own composition, hehe
Childhood fun
has so many stars in the sky, and my childhood fun is as countless as the stars in the sky. Some things have been engraved deeply in my mind, and whenever I think of it, I will secretly laugh.
This is a cold Sunday. My mother took me to my uncle's house to play. Uncle entertained me warmly and bought me a string of marshmallow.
The cotton candy is delicious! When I was eating and interesting, my mother came over and said, "You have too many sweets, you can't eat too much sweets."
Due to helplessness, I had to throw the remaining marshmallow.
Actually, I already had an idea at that time ...
In home, I secretly ran to my room, couldn't wait to pull the zipper on the quilt, take out some cotton, put them put them, put them put them, put them put them, let them put them, put them, and put them. I was soaked in water for about a minute.
and then I tasted it, and felt that it was not delicious.
Suddenly, I thought: marshmallow, marshmallow, sugar is 'marshmallow'.
, I took a few spoons of sugar on my "marshmallow" while my mother didn't notice.
I tasted another sip, but I still didn't have the delicious food bought by my uncle.
It at this time, I was "the second monk, I couldn't touch my head." When my mother saw this, she stepped forward and asked me. I told my mother the original committee.
M mother just touched my head and smiled and said, "Silly child." In retrospect, I still want to do it again!
, but my childhood is not returned, and I will not do it anymore to do marshmallow, but my childhood is always engraved in my heart.
The childhood fun
The past is like smoke. Looking back at the footsteps of childhood, opening the dusty treasure chest, looking for childhood fun, and relieving the warmth of memory. The crystal -clear pearl in the memory of Shi Shi, although many things have been forgotten, but the feeling of being a little teacher at home makes me remember!
It was when you were in elementary school, and before class in the morning, students must go to school in advance, because the ten minutes before class was early reading time. Teacher Wu often taught us a simple neo -poem. Most of these ancient poems in the back, most of them were back when I was in kindergarten, and the stupid bird flew first, one step earlier than other students. I am very confident, and the sound of reading aloud is also very loud. The students who have known each other have admired and envious of the admiration. Since then, the teacher has asked me to be a little teacher before the class and take the classmates to read.
The feeling of being a little teacher at school is really good. At home, I continue to be the dream of being a little teacher.
The grandma is not literate, I happen to catch a great time to be a little teacher!
In afternoon, when I get out of school every afternoon, I move the small activity table and chairs to the living room, pull my grandma to the living room, but my grandma does not know what's going on, and I always don't obey my arrangement. After tossing for a long time, my grandmother finally sat on the chair. I hurriedly turned the cabinet in the kitchen to find things, and made a loud noise "Bang ..."
"Haha, I finally found it!"
sound. See what I found, it turned out to be -a pot lid and a spoon.
I I holding the lid and a spoon to the grandma, saying to her, "Children, sit down, put your hands on the table, and sit straight up. Okay, now we start class!" I immediately knocked on the lid with the spoon in my hand, and made a loud noise of "Dang, Dang, Dang".
I put down the lid and spoon in my hand, took out a box of pinyin cards bought by my father, and took out a "A" pinyin card, stuck to the refrigerator, and then faced the grandma. Said: "Children read with me, A!" I only heard my grandmother read "Ah Hmm", "Wrong! Children, concentrate in class, look at my mouth shape, open a big mouth, pronounce from the throat, A ! "But Grandma still missed it, and I corrected it many times.
In at this time, grandma stood up, obviously I was impatient by me, and I immediately followed my grandma.
"Children, you are no longer reading kindergartens. Now you are reading elementary schools. How can you go in class? Go back to the seat, now in class!"
Back to the seat, we cried and laughed.
"Okay, let's learn ancient poems-" Yong Goose "to read with me. Goose, goose, goose, song Xiang Xiang Xiangtian song."
and grandma can not speak Mandarin, Only the southern Fujian dialect, so it is super standard to read. "Well, uh, uh, Qixiang Lane Tiaolou." It's for me to correct it for a long time. Like a real teacher. Grandma's vitality has been restored! Since then, some good friends from grandma came home to chat at home, so that grandma had the opportunity to "skip class" and excited! ... Once, people on the streets went home to send some notification advertisements. Grandma always wanted me to read her, just to give me the opportunity to count her. If people live, they must learn to be old. When using it, he hates less.
The childhood is a dream season. I always love fantasy and always like to imitate. This incident has passed so long, and how naive and naive I was at that time! However, I left me a good memory. The time was lost bit by bit, but the dream in my heart would accompany my life. As long as I think of my childhood, I can't cry and laugh, and I feel good to be a little teacher!
The childhood fun
The childhood, like a colorful box, there are many flashing and interesting memories. Over time, some memories have been sealed, while some memories are brushed more brightly by the flow of time.
Remember that when I was not in elementary school, one Saturday afternoon, I was alone at home, and it was early to see the time, and I turned on the TV. At that time, "Legend of White Lady" was broadcast. The nerd Xu Xian met the white lady in the rain, and he was shocked by the beauty of the white snake. You look at his hands, his eyes straight, and he couldn't stop his mouth. Seriously, I was stunned by the beauty of the white lady.
It something broke into my sight at this time, that is, my mother -makeup box. I plan to make makeup, compare with him, and see who is the most beautiful. So I sat in front of the makeup table and opened my mother's makeup box. Wow! How to wipe the beautiful color blocks inside? No way, let's draw a tiger. Think about what the white lady looks like, how I wipe it. I first stood red rouge with a cotton ball and wiped my face, and suddenly. A "big red robe" water radish appeared in the mirror. I looked left and right, and looked at it. I always felt that it was not pleasing to the eye. I wiped my mother's powder on my face and looked much better. Then I put my mother's lipstick in my mouth and painted a "two" characters to look at the mirror, and it was a bit unpleasant. At this time, the willow eyebrows of the white lady appeared in my mind. Ha ha! Let me have another "painting dragon". But I couldn't find my mother's eyebrow pencil. I frowned, anxious. In the urgent students, I simply picked up Xiaokai's brush and took a little ink, and trembled slightly on the eyebrows. Now think of those two "one" like caterpillar. I do n’t care about the mirror and bring my mother's jewelry out of all. This is a big beauty with a standard standard! Ha ha!
Because I am too happy, I wore my mother's high heels and danced in the room! Jumping, the familiar footsteps are getting closer. I think it must be that my mother is back. I immediately came with a cool shape and was ready to welcome her. As soon as my mother entered the door, I gave her a kiss. She was so scared that she was about to jump up. I couldn't help covering my stomach, "Hahahaha ..." laughed, and my mother returned to God for a long time, "My God! I thought I was wrong!"
Mother put down the bag in her hand and pulled me to the pool, and washed and said, "Children have a kind of childish beauty like our flowers, pure and natural. Will it be beautiful? Wait for you to grow up, can I teach you to make up? "
I lowered my head and smiled embarrassed.
In since then, this incident has become the laughing stock of the whole family. Whenever I think of it, I still can't help laughing. It is like a beating note, adding a happy melody to my childhood movement.
My childhood was very happy, and the story that happened at that time still remembers. One of them is always happy when I think of it. Because it brings me infinite fun.
In one day, when I was out of school, I saw that there were a lot of students around there. I walked in curiously. I saw that it was a box of cute duckling. I asked. One piece of five, I bought it with only one piece. I took it up and held it with both hands. Its little eyes looked at me like two black beans, and shouted from time to time. And it looks very cute. When I squatted down to get a plastic bag, it ran out of my hand. I caught it back and said in my mouth, "This little thing is naughty." Then, I put it in a plastic bag and gave it a name- "Little Naughty."
It returned home, I put it in the shoe box, and put the box on the table, for fear of running out, but it was not obedient. He jumped out of the box, and then ran forward desperately, but fell on the chair. It jumped off the chair again. Running around, he screamed at me. I think it is hungry. I took out a few greens from the refrigerator and cut the vegetables carefully, and then put it in a small plate. As soon as I raised the plate, the duckling walked away. Before me, I saw it couldn't wait to slap his wings and stretched his neck. At this time, I hadn't stabilized the plate, and it used its yellow and flat mouth to eat greedily. Its yellow mouth was like a small small mouth. The clip is the same. After a while, it ate the dishes in the plate like a small clip. It looks so cute when it eats vegetables. Seeing it so fragrant, I like it more.
In evening, Dad came back and made a window for "Little Naughty" with a carton. Mom gives it food, I pour water for it. It is like my little guest. Once, I clamped its flat mouth with my fingers and mentioned it. Its little paw immediately kicked and kicked like a bicycle. At this time, when Dad saw it, he hurriedly said, "Put it down." I asked strangely: "Why?" "You dragged its mouth, it would hurt." I immediately put it down Essence I asked again, "Why does it hurt?" Dad said, "Although the duckling's mouth is hard, its mouth is also connected to the meat, so it will be painful if you drag its mouth." I said ashamed to the duckling, "I'm really sorry." At this time, "Little Naughty" called me twice. It seems to be forgive me.
has added a lot of fun to my life since this duckling came to my house. So far, I think of it, and I am still nostalgic for the duckling.
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1 childhood is beautiful. Although the past is more childlike, it is naive and unforgettable when I think of it.
The years old. At that time, I lived in the countryside of my hometown. One day my uncle asked me to go up the mountain with him to cut firewood. I was very happy and followed. When I reached the mountainside, my uncle suddenly stopped. I saw my uncle looking up at the branches, and I looked in that direction. It turned out to be a dark thing! I thought it was an ant nest! Then I got together and wanted to ask. Uncle told me that it was not an ant's nest, but a honeycomb, and the bee sting in the nest was still eaten! After speaking, he asked me to help find some dead branches. I picked it up for him. I saw that he tied the dead branches I picked to a stick with a rope, and then took out the match to lit. Intersection He asked me to find a place to hide, and then slowly moved the stick to the branches to the black bee ball. The bee "buzzing" fly around the circle. Picking out things to eat, that is probably his so -called "bee sting"! Seeing that he eats and tasteful, I think it must be very good! I also ran over and wanted to share it with him. After all, I helped picking branches! Who knows that the uncle actually said, "Children can't eat it. After eating, you can come out of the bees! Big talents can eat it!" I thought, it must be too delicious. Uncle is just stingy and coaxing children! In this case, I will find a way to find it by myself, and I won't fight with him! Uncle seemed to see my mind and told me not to touch the honeycomb myself, it would be dangerous! I thought so much at the time, I was thinking that I had to taste the taste of the bee.
It said to do it. After I go back, I immediately "convened" my little friends, telling them how the uncle eats bee pupa 151, saying that all of them are all all all of them. Swallowed into the throat! So we decided to act secretly. Everyone went to find honeycomb and eat bees! We found some sticks and dead branches and took the match to move. We looked up along the mountain, but after looking for a long time, we couldn't find a honeycomb. Everyone was disappointed, and all of them were dead. At this time, I found a little bee. I think that since there is a bee, there must be a honeycomb, and you will know after you go back! So we followed the little bee carefully and found it for a long time, and it was really guessed by me. We found their nests! The little friends were unhappy, dancing all by hand. At the beginning, I was still a little worried, because I thought of my uncle's warning, but when I thought of my uncle's appearance of bees, I drooled, and everything was ignored. Too excited, I actually used a stick to stab with a stick to the honeycomb. With such a sting, I immediately regretted it. The bee inside "buzzed" out. A bee directly aimed at my nose. A dramatic pain: "Everyone runs!" I yelled, my partners cried loudly, hugging their heads. But it was too late, the bee seemed to be angry, the group turned around us, everyone's hands, feet, and faces were stunned, crying, crying, shouting. Until the end, our parents arrived, and several of us were sent to the hospital ...
since then, I dare not claim to take partners to take risks, and we understand that we also understand One truth is that when you are still sensible, listening to adults' suggestions is the most wise, otherwise you will always suffer yourself.
2 Remember when I was young, because I dare not sleep alone, so I fell with my parents. But at night, I didn't dare to go to the bathroom alone, so I agreed to my dad: Every time I go to the bathroom, I wake him up and let him accompany me. In this way, I have a sense of security.
is a hot night, and I woke up again and wanted to go to the bathroom. Looking around, only the father and mother were asleep. I stretched my waist and was ready to wake up my dad.
I pushed my father with my hand, he didn't wake up. I pushed him again, but I still didn't wake up. I shouted in his ear again, "Dad, dad." It was still effective. I was in a hurry, patted him gently, but he moved a few times, turned around and continued to sleep. I called my mother again, and so did she do. I can only endure to sleep.
It long, I woke up again. I couldn't help this time. I called them like last time, and they still don't move. Alas, sleeping so fragrant. I looked at the table, 3 o'clock, no wonder. I think I only have to go by myself, but I dare not go, what can I do? I sat on the bed and embarrassed. "By the way," I suddenly thought that my father drank a few large cups of tea tonight (to be precise) tonight (yesterday night). He didn't see him go to the bathroom. After a while he would go, and then he would go with him. But when did he wake up? I can only make up my mind: Go!
I got off the bed, but stopped by the door. Opposite the door is a corridor, you need to go to the bathroom for a while. I was worried that a female ghost would suddenly come up with a female ghost on the left or right. On TV, the female ghost was really scary. Oops, what do I do? I thought: I could only rush my eyes. I closed my eyes and rushed outside the door.
"Oh!" I opened my eyes and turned into the wall. I endured the pain, closed my eyes and walked to the right, and suddenly hit something, thinking that it was a female ghost, and said, "Female ghost, forgiveness! Life!" It turned out to be just a chair. Really scared me.
I finally touched the bathroom and "liberated". When I was about to leave, I suddenly "slammed", and I was startled again. It turned out that something was touched. I think: I must go back to the bedroom immediately, otherwise it is really dead. I ran into the bedroom again in my scalp and stomped into bed. "This is safe." I thought.
When I woke up, the sun was old. "Is it okay yesterday?" Dad asked me.
I thought: You sleep so dead, why can't I wake you up? You are here to ask me how to sleep well, you toss me to death! But I can't say it. "Very good." I replied.
I suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom again, will there be no female ghosts now?
Childhood fun
The childhood fun is like a shell on the beach. It can't be picked up, and it is like a small red flower on the green grass, embellished with golden childhood. What an interesting thing, many, but the most helpless thing for me is ...
One morning, calling me to wake me up, and hurried to the balcony to look down. The cousin was beckoning me to ask me to ask me to ask me. Do you want to go outside with her. After being allowed by my mother, I followed my cousin to play. My cousin took me to turn right on the streets and alleys, and came to a huge open space. "Look, here is empty." "What are you going to be so empty?" "Wait for a while, you know." After that, I do n’t know where to bring a kite, oh, it turned out to be a kite. But I never let go of the kite, what should I do? Try it. So, I called my cousin to help me raise the kite. As for me, I grabbed the rope and ran forward, but it was still not possible. The cousin couldn't hold it, and shouted to me desperately, "Oh, you are really bad. It seems that you will not be at all. Alas, let me show it to you. "After that, picking up the kite, and after a while, the kite flew up suddenly. "I'm here, I will come." "You can be careful, it has already flew up now, don't let it fall again." However, I suddenly felt heavy on my hand, and I thought: must be sure it was The kite is unhappy to be held by the line, okay, then let me go. So, I was young and ignorant, and the kite flew away in front of my eyes. Sister cousin hurried to run, saying that I was a little fool, and the kite was going to let the kite disappear ...
Now I have already been sensible. I think it is ridiculous when I think of it.
The childhood life is like a colorful dream, making people nostalgic, making people yearn for. An interesting thing happened in childhood. Let me listen to you.
At that time, our family still lived on Hongyanshan, which was two things that happened in Hongliang Mountain. When the autumn wind rolls walked the last yellow leaves, in winter, we took a hurry. When I came. Following the white snow, the snowflakes gradually fell to the ground, and the ground was like a white gauze. At this time, my father told me to go out, I see, ah! It's great! It turned out to be my father I made a snow car for me. I got on the snow cart with excitement. My father pushed me behind, pushed quickly, and scraped it in the wind. I was playing in the car. When I saw a stone ahead, I shouted: "Be careful!" Dad didn't respond because the push was too fierce, and the car was mixed by the stone at once. He said concerned: "Mimi, right?!" I got up from the snow angrily, just raised my head, my father laughed, and I said angrily, "What's wrong, what's funny!" Dad smiled and smiled. Said: "You are all over your face, plus the frozen red nose, like a heavy snowman." I quickly got the snow on my face and chased my father ...
again I don't want to let my dad push me to play, I also want to push my dad, but after my father sat up, I couldn't push it. In the end, I used the strength of my body to use it. What about Dad on the ground? He did not prepare to fall to the ground at once, and my dad and I turned into a heavy snowman. We suddenly laughed in unison.
Living in this beautiful childhood, when you grow up, you can taste the happiness of childhood in detail.