In our ordinary daily life, everyone has tried to write a composition. A composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. The following is my composition about childhood, hoping to help you. Composition about childhood 1

In the silent night, childhood was like a string of pearls, which awakened my colorful memories. In my memory, childhood is always so beautiful.

The night sky is mysterious, and we seem to have wings, roaming and exploring in this endless space. That night, my family enjoyed the moon in the garden. The moon is curved, so bright, as if it were a banana forgotten by a poor man. Stars are all over the sky, shining stars, like a few pairs of eyes blinking from time to time, and like beautiful shells. I try my best to pick the brightest star and the most beautiful shell.

a cool breeze broke the silence of the night. The leaves on the tree are swaying and swaying lightly, making a rustling sound like a ballad. The little brother took his moon doll and said to the moon hanging in the sky, "Your partner is coming to see you!" " After that, he raised his hand and waved the moon constantly. The distant stars seemed to have received the message and echoed it with flashes.

suddenly, there were several wolves howling from the distant mountains. That long whistle is the highest respect for the mystery of the night, as if praising the beauty of the bright moon!

That night, I looked at you like a pair of eyes, enjoying your childhood. And that moonlight lit up my whole childhood! Composition about childhood 2

Childhood is a song, and there are notes written by us in the song; Childhood is a photo album, which contains our beautiful aftertaste.

In my childhood, I did a stupid thing: My mother took me to a buffet. I was very happy. Just entering the gate, I pointed to the autonomous drinking fountains and asked, "Mom, what's in them?" Mom said, "that's a drink. It's drinkable."

When I started to order food, I looked at all the dishes in Linlan and thought: Of all the dishes, which one should I eat? Suddenly, I saw a steak and asked, "Mom, can I have this steak?" Mom said, "No, you are still too young. Wait until you grow up." I'm depressed, but I can only accept the reality. My mother asked me to pour her a cup of tea. I went to the good tea machine and saw Sprite, Coke and Fanta ... all of which I like to drink. I really wanted to try each one, so I poured out a little of them until the cup was full. I went back to my position and drank this concentrated drink. I just took a sip. I told my mother what happened just now in detail. My mother laughed after listening. She said, "Drinks can't be mixed together. If you drink them carelessly, you will get sick, or chemicals will be produced. So don't do such things in the future." After listening to it, I felt that what I just did was really stupid.

every time I think about it now, I can't help laughing. Childhood is a poem, and there are many beautiful memories in it! Composition about childhood 3

Childhood is a colorful picture book, which records our fun. In a blink of an eye, we will enter middle school, bid farewell to colorful childhood and enter a dreamy teenager. This year's "June 1" is our last Children's Day.

This year's "June 1st" is the happiest "June 1st" I have ever spent, because bananas and melon seeds were distributed at school today. Peanuts and sweets, the teachers in our class are considerate, and they specially reserved time for us on Friday. As a celebration, we were very happy. At 1: 3 pm, Mr. Wang stopped attending classes, arranged Children's Day on June 1 in an orderly manner, and began to decorate the classroom with balloons and flowers, and asked the monitor to distribute the food sent by the school evenly. Finally, the thrilling scene arrived, and the performance began. The versatile students in our class signed up for the performance, which made us burst into laughter. Some students sang, some danced, some performed sketches, and some said cross talk. It was really wonderful.

what an interesting childhood, what a happy childhood! When I was a child, I shouted to grow up quickly. However, when I grow up, I will occasionally miss the interesting things of my childhood and miss myself who can be loved and ridiculous at that time.

Childhood is a colorful picture book, which records our fun. In a blink of an eye, we will enter middle school, bid farewell to colorful childhood and enter a dreamy youth. This year's "June 1st" is our last Children's Day. Composition about childhood 4

My childhood is like four seasons. There are happiness, interesting things, happiness and troubles. Come and see my childhood.

a happy childhood is like spring, with a hundred flowers blooming. The brook is playing the piano, and the colorful earth is covered with green and fluffy carpets. There are white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the birds on the tree are singing and laughing. The young trees also put on their new clothes of bright green, and the willows proudly watched their long braids fluttering in the wind. My friends and I play on the grass and run on the lawn. There is nothing sad, and we are always so carefree ...

An interesting childhood is like summer, full of foliage. My friends and I enjoy the cool under the tree. Holding a fan, fan, fan away the heat brought by summer. We played hide-and-seek and circled under the tree. We each told our own best jokes, and we all burst into laughter, which woke up all the people who were sleeping. Look, this is my interesting childhood.

A happy childhood is like autumn, with fruitful results. I grew up and became more sensible, and found that I learned more and more things. I learned to draw and became a teacher's little assistant to draw a blackboard newspaper. I learned to write, which often touched my teachers and mothers. I also learned ... < P > A troubled childhood is like winter, which is boundless. Snow is falling, there are no birds singing on the earth, there is no blue sky, and there is no flower ornament. I always wonder why my mother always asks so much of me, why I can't do what I like, why, why, and there are thousands of reasons why I don't know how to answer.

This is my childhood, a colorful childhood life. Composition about childhood 5

My childhood was so colorful, joyful and sad.

I remember when I was five years old, my mother gave me some white chrysanthemum seeds. That time, I came to the balcony with the seeds my mother gave me and chose a very beautiful flowerpot for him. I first loosened the soil with a small shovel, dug a small hole, put some water and put the seeds in. I just wait for my beautiful chrysanthemum to sprout quickly. A few days later, my A Man Called Autumn Flower bloomed. I thought that if I watered the chrysanthemum seedlings more, it would bloom quickly. So I watered the chrysanthemum seedlings a lot, but the next day the chrysanthemum seedlings withered a little, and I cried. I went to ask my mother, who told me not to water them too much and how to plant them. After my mother finished speaking, I still didn't understand. Finally, with the help of my mother, my white chrysanthemum finally bloomed, beautiful, white and white, and I was very happy to look at my beloved white chrysanthemum! I have gained something from my efforts, and at the same time I have learned a lot about planting.

Another time, after my junior year, my mother took me to Zhongshan Park to play. At that time, my mother bought me a butterfly fight, and my mother and I ran to the grass. I fought with the wind and ran, but I couldn't fly. My mother told me not to run yet. I don't know why I still ran hard, but I still didn't fly in sweat. My mother caught up with me and told me that there should be wind and it would fly with the direction of the wind, so my mother helped me lift the wind fight and flew slowly into the sky with the direction of the wind. Back then, my butterfly kite flew in the sky like a beautiful butterfly fairy.

There will be many interesting things, things and things in our childhood that we need to understand and explore. Our childhood is the most precious, interesting and fun. Composition about Childhood 6

Everyone has his own childhood, so I will share my childhood with you today!

The so-called childhood refers to my childhood, and my favorite cartoon when I was a child was Pleasant Goat and Big Big Big Wolf. Of course, I watch it sometimes now, and I often fantasize that I will be as smart as Pleasant Goat and have solutions to any problems.

There are many stupid things in childhood, but there are also many fun and happiness. Some because of interest, some because of dreams. Everyone has their own dreams.

Teachers often tell us that without dreams, people have no goals. My dream is to be a guitar teacher. This dream has existed since I was in the middle class of kindergarten.

once, my mother took me to a musical instrument store, and I took a fancy to the guitar at first sight. At that time, I didn't know what it was, so I was curious, so I asked my sister in the shop. My sister told me that it was a guitar, and she also played a song "Shiny" for me. My sister is very kind and has a good heart. After listening to it, that wonderful melody has been echoing in my mind. Therefore, it has always been my dream to learn guitar, practice guitar and become a guitar teacher. Of course, my mother also signed me up for a guitar class.

The road to my dream is very hard, so I have to keep going up, and my dream will get closer and closer to me. Composition about childhood 7

Recalling childhood is equivalent to recalling fun and making people feel happy; Recalling childhood is equivalent to recalling sadness, which makes people feel bitter; Recalling childhood is equivalent to recalling happiness, which makes people feel sweet. Childhood is like a five-flavor bottle, which is sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and sweet. Five flavors.

recalling childhood is equivalent to recalling fun and making people feel happy; When I recalled that scene, I tasted the sweetness in the five-flavor bottle. I did some very childish things when I was a child, and I feel ridiculous in retrospect! . Once, I remembered a scene that made people laugh in my hometown-it happened in my childhood. One day, my cousin and I were at my sister-in-law's house in order to win my uncle's sentence "Ah! You are so good! " I have been busy all afternoon. No matter what they do, the two brothers fight to the death.

recalling childhood is equivalent to recalling sadness, which makes people feel bitter; When I recalled that scene, I tasted the "bitterness", "sour" and "spicy" in the five-flavor bottle. When I recalled my childhood, I realized that I had something wrong when I was a child. But now it can't be made up. Once, I recalled a past event. I searched my mind for that faded memory book.

recalling childhood is equivalent to recalling happiness, which makes people feel sweet; When I recalled that scene, I tasted the sweetness and sweetness in the five-flavor bottle. Recalling innocence, I know how happy I was as a child. Now, when we grow up, we have more troubles. How I miss my childhood.

the faded memory in my mind. Let me miss it again! Make me laugh again! Makes me sad again! Composition about childhood 8

"On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer. On the swing beside the playground, only butterflies stop on it. The teacher's brush on the blackboard is still chattering away. Waiting for the school to finish, waiting for the childhood of the game ... "On Sunday afternoon, my mother sang her favorite song.

"Mom, why do you like this song so much?" I asked curiously.

My mother was full of memories and said to me gently, "Because this song is about my mother's childhood!"

I am very curious about my mother's childhood. "Mom, tell me about it!"

"My mother was king of the children when I was a child. Do you know that when I was your age, I led a few friends to climb trees to pick fruits and catch crabs in the river, and I dared to ride on the back of cattle! You don't know how much those friends admire me! " Wow! I imagine my mother riding on the back of a cow, and she must be awesome.

"What snacks and toys did you like best when you were a child, Mom?"

"hey! At that time, I often didn't even have enough to eat. How could I get money to buy snacks and toys? But I also have an idea, that is, wild fruits in the mountains, sweet potatoes, wild jujubes, wild raspberries, and by the way, there is a kind of sour grass, which is also delicious ... "< P > I looked at my mother and asked sadly," Mom, why is your childhood different from mine? I don't have enough to eat, so pitiful. " Mom stared at me and smiled: "silly child, everyone's childhood is different." You don't have to eat anything delicious or wear beautiful clothes to be happy. The most important thing is that everything you can remember is beautiful, so my mother's childhood is happy! "

Yes, each of us has a childhood, and we all have a different childhood. This is the best time in our lives, which makes people have endless memories. Composition about childhood 9

Childhood is a painting, which is my vision for the future; Childhood is a boat, bearing the happiness and sadness of my childhood; Childhood is a bird, flying happily in the sky; Childhood is a song that sings the dream in my heart; Childhood is ................................

I remember when I was eight years old, I played a prank, and it still makes me feel funny. That day, I was alone in the dormitory, feeling bored and always wanting to do something. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind: playing a trick on my roommate. So, I stepped on the chair and put a pot of water on the half-opened door, waiting for the show to come on. After a while, my roommate came back in my expectation, pushed the door open, and a pot of water spilled all over his head. On the clothes, I burst into laughter. My roommate flew into a rage and stared, "Xinyi, what are you doing?" I won't play with you in the future! " I said anxiously, "I won't do this again. Please cut me some slack!" My roommate thought for a moment and said, "well, I'll forgive you once this time. Don't dare to do this again next time." I stood on the stool, made an oath gesture, and said, "A promise is a promise, a promise is a promise!" My roommate looked at me in distress situation.

My childhood was full of happiness and sadness. I've done stupid things and played pranks. These wonderful memories are worthy of my treasure! Composition about childhood 1

Childhood is colorful, like beautiful seashells by the sea; Childhood is carefree, like a noisy wave doll.

when I was a child, I often went to my grandmother's house to play. I remember when I was five years old, one morning in winter, it snowed heavily outside. I was so happy that I got out of bed and thought that I could have a snowball fight with my friends again.

after breakfast, it snowed harder and harder, and our hearts were filled with joy. I ran to the square and saw naughty snowflakes "elves" all over the floor, roof and trees. They had already started fighting, and a snowball flew towards me. I flashed to the left and dodged. Looking up, it turned out to be He Yujun, who was laughing. When other children saw me, they threw snowballs at me one after another. I was smashed in a mess, thinking of "fighting to the death" with them, so they picked up snowballs with their hands and pinched one.