In my childhood, there were many interesting things. What made me laugh the most was the fight between our family and the tree caterpillar.
This is a story that happened when I was five or six years old. At that time, our family lived near a small forest, and my little friend Pangpang and I often played in the forest. Once, I saw a dark brown bug on the trunk, as long as a little finger and as thick as chopsticks. It was covered with hair, with bark on its belly, and slowly got up. Pangpang and I thought it was fun and wanted to catch some and go back to play. As soon as I grabbed it, I was pricked by the burr on it, and I felt a little painful. We found a glass bottle, put the bottle mouth on the bark in front of the tree caterpillar, and pulled it with a small stick. The tree caterpillar suddenly curled up in a circle and rolled into the bottle. I * * * caught a dozen.
When mom and dad went out, I was lying at home watching the tree caterpillar next to the bottle. I accidentally broke the bottle and all the tree caterpillars fell under the bed. What should I do? I dare not catch them with my hands, but as soon as those little guys were "liberated", they all fled. I quickly threw the debris out for fear that my parents would find out. I found Xiao Pang again and asked him to help me catch it again. But when I came back, those "deserters" had gone somewhere. I pretended to be okay and kept it from my parents.
When I was sleeping at night, I suddenly felt something crawling on my arm and felt a little prickly. Just then, mom and dad also called out what was in the quilt. When I turned on the light, it turned out that several tree caterpillars were at work. I had to tell them the truth about catching tree caterpillars, hitting bottles and running away from them. As soon as they heard this, they got dressed, and the whole family started a search. It was more than half an hour before the "battle" ended. When cleaning up the "battlefield", only nine tree caterpillar bodies were found, and it is estimated that two or three have not been found. Dad said humorously, "I probably fled back to the Woods." Go to sleep. " At night, I dreamed that the tree caterpillar really climbed back into the forest and said goodbye to me.
The next morning, as soon as my mother put on her shoes, she let out a scream and pulled out her feet. Two tree caterpillars left in her shoes last night died. Poor thing.
At school, in the second math class, my deskmate Liu Yuqin suddenly exclaimed. I saw a tree caterpillar crawling on her book. The whole class suddenly exploded like a pot and screamed into a ball. I know what happened. This guy who escaped from the net must have hidden in my schoolbag last night, and today he climbed out to commit crimes in other people's books. I quickly put it in the pencil box.
This interesting childhood story is like a golden boat that will never drift away, carrying my happiness. Whenever I think about it, I can't help laughing for a while. May this golden boat carry my happiness and sail for a bright future. ...
Interesting childhood writing 2 In my fantasy childhood, many interesting things happened, but what impressed me most was that one.
When I was a child, I was a naughty girl, curious about everything. At that time, grandma raised many chickens, cocks, hens and chickens. At grandma's house, the rooster is really big, so I'm afraid of the rooster. Every time my grandmother opens the henhouse, I run as fast as I can when I see the rooster. After a long time, the rooster seems to know that I am afraid of it, and I am a little gloating. Every time he sees me, he doesn't hide, stands in the same place and looks at me happily, scaring me out of my wits. After a while, I watched the rooster carefully. I thought: Do chickens eat people? What if it eats me? Later, I thought: the chicken eats with its mouth, but its mouth is only as big as my finger, and it can't eat me. I'm relieved to think of this. I'm not afraid of roosters! At that moment, I felt so brave and smart. I am extremely happy in my heart and have an unspeakable pride.
Sure enough, I'm not afraid of roosters, and roosters are a little afraid of me. They run away every time they see me.
I haven't seen the rooster lay eggs before, so I think it's useless. I want him to lay eggs all his life. First of all, I drove the rooster to the nest where it laid eggs, and he wanted to run away at once. I hit it with a stick. I hit it as soon as it came out, and it got scared. I sat quietly in my nest. After a while, I heard the rooster crow. I thought it had laid eggs, so I quickly drove it out. I looked into the nest and found nothing. When I tried to put it in again, it made me suspicious.
I played with this rooster for a long time, and I also thought it was fun. Only one day, my grandfather kept a rooster and was going to kill it. I can't bear to part with this rooster and beg him not to kill it. But in the end, the rooster didn't survive. I was sad that no one could play with me. Later, my grandfather told me, "There is still a little rooster in the chicken coop, so you can play with him!" "
When I heard this, I immediately ran to the henhouse to find the rooster. Sure enough, I found this little cock. I swear: I must fatten this little cock and let it lay a lot of eggs every day. .........
When I was 3 years old, I liked to catch tadpoles with my cousin in the ditch.
In the summer vacation, we set off in short clothes and an empty plastic bottle. There are so many tadpoles in the ditch! A group of three, a group of five, big big, small small, get together as if in a "meeting". All you have to do is stamp your foot gently by the ditch, and the tadpoles at the meeting will swim away immediately.
My cousin and I are going to do it! As long as I gently fish in a place where tadpoles are densely populated, a few small tadpoles with slow reaction will fall into my palm. We have successfully caught tadpoles among too many chefs. In a short time, the plastic bottle we carried with us was dark and full of tadpoles. We are going to go home and put the tadpoles in the basin.
We hurried home and poured the water and tadpoles from the plastic bottle into the basin, which was much bigger than the plastic bottle. Little tadpoles swim around happily, very happy!
I feel itchy when I put my hand into the water. It turned out that tadpoles were biting me. I thought to myself: Can you get rabies after being bitten by a dog? Can you get rabies after being bitten by a tadpole? I was so scared that I quickly asked my mother, "Mom, do you get any strange diseases when you are bitten?" Mom didn't understand, so I told the story again. Mother burst out laughing. She laughed enough and replied, "you won't get any strange diseases." They are cleaning up the dead skin on your hands! " "Now, I am completely relieved.
Until now, I will laugh shyly when I think about it! Childhood memories are our beautiful memories.
Interesting childhood story: This incident can't help but make people laugh.
I was seven years old. At that time, I lived in my grandmother's house. My grandmother's yard is very big, and all the neighbors come to play mahjong.
Neighbors and grandma are chatting while playing mahjong. I heard my neighbor say, "Now that science is so advanced, we all have airplanes. I heard that you can fly to far away places to play and soar in the sky. " So, I look forward to getting on the plane day and night.
One day after lunch, grandma went to work in the field, and I climbed upstairs to play. There were some chickens upstairs, so I chased them. Suddenly, a big cock flapped its wings on the roof. Well, well, it flew from the roof to the ground and landed safely. At this time, I remembered what my neighbor said and shouted, "Ah, fly chicken, fly chicken." That kind of mood, as if Columbus discovered the new continent. So I thought more about flying a "chicken".
After dinner that day, grandma went to the street to chat before it was all dark. All the chickens stayed in the henhouse, and I decided to act now, because I couldn't catch them during the day. Without saying anything, I came to the chicken coop in three steps. I opened the door and all the chickens ran away like famine at once. I immediately closed the door and began to catch the chicken. My eyes fixed on a mighty rooster at a glance and finally caught it. I can't wait to sit on it, close my eyes and sing loudly: "I want to fly higher and fly higher-"as if I were really flying. "What are you doing, son?" This is grandma's cry. "Grandma, don't come here, my' flying one' flying' chicken' will take off soon." Grandma smiled for a while and said, "You silly child, you can't fly like this." "No, no, no, I want to fly' chicken', I want to fly' chicken', wow ..."
Later, I learned that a real plane is a kind of military equipment and an air vehicle. The flying chicken at home is just a chicken that is wide enough and muscular enough to fly a short distance.
Childhood is gone forever, and in a blink of an eye, I am a teenager who is about to meet the senior high school entrance examination. But childhood fun, still can't help laughing.
Interesting stories about childhood Part V A wonderful childhood made me understand a lot of truth. Let me experience the "painful" ending after eating indiscriminately.
This is a sunny morning and a day of harvest. We brought back carts and carts of rice from the golden rice fields. That rice is rolling on the ground, basking in the sun happily, which is really comfortable. ...
I looked at the rice from the door and imagined all kinds of delicious food made from rice ... it really made my mouth water. Huh? Since rice can be made into so many delicious things, it must be delicious in itself. I'll help my mother taste it, and then I'll make it delicious to honor her and give her a surprise ... Just do it. I avoided my mother's sight and ran to the rice pile in an instant. I grabbed a handful and stuffed it in my mouth. Just as I was imagining the delicious rice, suddenly, the rice got stuck in my throat and refused to fall. I jumped up and down in fear, hoping to shake the rice off. But rice was ungrateful and bit my throat intensely. I burst into tears ...
My crying attracted a large group of people, who understood the reason at a glance and immediately brought rice balls, vinegar and other magic weapons. Mother took the rice ball and told me not to chew it and swallow it directly. I quickly swallowed it. But this rice ball doesn't work at all. On the contrary, rice stuck in my throat makes me feel worse. My mother used many methods, but it didn't work. I feel horrible. This rice is as sticky as candy, so you can't shake it off. I ... What should I do?
This time, my mother brought a banana. I looked at this banana, my eyes glowed, and I secretly cried: It must be useful, it must be useful. I closed my eyes and took a big bite. I only feel that the banana slipped into my throat and a "golden cicada" slipped into my stomach with the rice. I took a deep breath. "Come on, you didn't eat anything?" Mom said angrily. I stood up slowly and said, "I just want to help you taste it and give you a surprise ..." Before I finished, I plunged into the rice pile and was covered with a layer of Phnom Penh. People looked at me funny and smiled. I looked at their smiling faces and smiled. ...
This incident made me laugh every day and spent the most unforgettable childhood with me.
My childhood was a golden beach, and all kinds of shells on the beach were funny and childish childhood stories. Now I'll pick a shell and tell you.
In the summer vacation when I was four years old, I went back to my grandmother's house in the country and stayed for more than ten days. It was my happiest day. Every day my friends ask me to go out to play. Someone called me again. A group of children talked and laughed all the way. Suddenly, there is a big tree in front of us, and there is a big rooster on the branch. The rooster is very proud there. It cackles. My friend and I both tried to get the rooster down and found a very high stick, but we couldn't get it down. Then the rooster gave us a contemptuous look and jumped down easily. Seeing us, he was dumbfounded: it's okay to jump so high. In our consternation, the rooster walked away with proud steps. I really want that powerful rooster. On the way home, I suddenly remembered what my grandmother once said: "No pains, no gains." My eyes lit up: I can plant eggs, and I can raise a mighty rooster after planting them. Back to my grandmother's house, I found an egg, found a vacant lot in my house that I could just see, took a small shovel, buried the egg in it and watered it with some water. So, in the days to come, I will lie on the window every day to watch the chicken grow up. No, I'm not going out to play either. I'm afraid the chickens won't find me after they go out and are born. Dad saw me so abnormal and asked me what was wrong, so I told him very grievance. Dad smiled and said, "Silly boy, the egg was hatched by the hen's body temperature, not planted." If you like, you can ask your grandmother's chicken to hatch your chicks. "At that time, I didn't quite understand what my father said. For a while, I was sad that I couldn't raise chickens.
Childhood is innocent, childhood is carefree, and childhood is full of happiness and laughter. This is my childhood, and it will remain in my beautiful memory forever.
In our childhood, many jokes were caused by our youth and ignorance.
I still remember when I was four years old, there was a foolish thing. The moon "cut its ears". I still remember that night, my sister, mother and other neighbors and I were downstairs enjoying the cool. I sat in a chair and looked up at the sky. Suddenly I saw the sickle-shaped moon. I reached out my hand to the moon and said, "Sister, look, the moon!" " "My sister looked up at the moon and caught the attention of my mother and neighbors. When my mother saw me pointing to the moon and hitting the back of my hand with her palm, I was surprised and said, "Ouch!" " "I picked up the other hand and stroked the' injured' hand. I looked at my mother with puzzled eyes. My mother said to me, "silly child, don't point at the moon!" " I asked, "Why?" ""I ask you, what is the moon like today? " "Like a sickle!" "What is the main function of that?" "Harvest things! "Since a sickle can harvest things, the moon is also like a sickle." "What will the moon harvest like a sickle? Mother thought for a moment and said, "I want to harvest your ears!" " ""I immediately covered my ears in fear that the moon would cut my ears off. Everyone laughed at my reaction. Then I went upstairs to sleep, covering my ears when I slept.
When I went to kindergarten in the morning, the teacher saw that I had been covering my ears and asked, "Why have you been covering your ears?" I said piteously, "Because I pointed at the moon at night, the moon got angry and wanted to cut off my ears." The teacher said, "Who told you that?" I said, "Mom said." The teacher touched my head and said, "Your mother is joking with you." Hearing the teacher's words, I blushed with embarrassment. This is me when I was a child, so cute.
Childhood fun 7 childhood has joys and sorrows, but they all make me unforgettable.
When I was a child, I always remembered a question, which came first, the chicken or the egg. At that time, I kept thinking: since chickens lay eggs, they will lay eggs when they grow up. Chicken or egg first? This question puzzles me. Like a pigeon, it keeps hovering in my mind, making me think of it when I sleep, eat and even do my homework. It's not so much thinking as being in a daze. This question is actually not worth thinking about. However, at that time, I thought over and over again about the scene of eggs incubating chickens and chickens laying eggs, which was puzzling.
Finally, one night, when I was talking about this problem, I thought of what I called "leadership": people are talking about eggs and eggs are talking about them. There are two words: chicken before egg, so chicken before egg! After all, the young mind didn't know anything at that time, and I even ran to tell my mother about this discovery. I only remember that my mother smiled and had a stomachache. Then I'll tell you the real truth. Some dinosaur eggs changed their genes in ancient times, and now they have eggs. My idea is wrong … but where can I listen? The excitement of finding this idea in my mind and the question of my mother laughing after listening to it are full. People are still standing here with my mother listening to what she didn't understand at that time, but my heart has gone somewhere to play.
I don't know which comes first, the chicken or the egg.
I didn't want to take the exam after I finished writing. At that time, I couldn't help laughing at the naive childlike interest. Innocent hearts make up one interesting childhood story after another, and people always smile when they recall it, which has become an eternal memory of life!
Interesting childhood composition 8 I have written down many famous aphorisms since I was a child, such as Zhu's "Young people are eager to learn, but old people are hard to learn, and one inch of time cannot be light"; Zhuangzi's "My life is limited and my knowledge is limited"; Carlisle's "genius is the infinite ability to work hard"; Franklin's "No animal is more diligent than ants, but it is the most taciturn" ... These famous sayings have told me one philosophy of life after another and helped me through one difficulty after another.
However, what shocked me most was that sentence: As long as there is a glimmer of hope in your heart, don't give up easily. It is because of that sentence that I walked out of the predicament of life.
It was a weekend afternoon, and my friends and I agreed to climb the mountain together. At first, everyone was in high spirits, smiling and enjoying the beautiful scenery of nature.
Halfway up the mountain, a little friend said with a big sweat, "I'm so tired, no, I can't walk!" " "Another little friend also echoed. So we decided to go down the mountain together. Just when we were bored on the way back from the mountain, we got lost. For a time, we were at a loss and could only walk aimlessly and watch the sun set to the west bit by bit. If we can't find the right way again, we may be trapped halfway up the mountain. At that time, everyone was particularly anxious, like ants on hot bricks, but they were helpless.
Like them, I was tired, thirsty, scared and helpless at that moment, but I knew I couldn't say it. As soon as I said it, everyone was at a loss. At that time, a sentence jumped out of my mind: as long as there is still a trace in my heart, I hope not to speak lightly. Thought of here, I seemed so hopeful, so I encouraged them to cheer together. In this way, we kept walking, walking and walking, and finally found the way home when it was dark.
Since then, the phrase "Don't give up easily as long as there is a glimmer of hope in your heart" has become my motto on the way forward. It makes me understand that a person can only become strong if he is strong inside, and the important factor to make his heart strong is faith.
Now, this sentence is an important belief that inspires me to grow up. I made progress because of him, and he was proud of me.
Childhood fun everyone has his own childhood, and everyone has his own childhood fun, as many as the stars in the sky. Among these planets, there is always the brightest one, which is my most unforgettable thing.
I remember when I was a child, there was a small tree in my yard. I often regard it as a symbol in the world. I measure my height every day and look at the horizontal line. I always hope I can grow taller quickly. Until one day, I found myself shorter than that sign. Oh, my God, am I getting shorter? Thinking of this, I was so scared that I quickly asked my mother, "mom, mom, I'm hungry." All my other friends have grown taller. Why am I getting shorter? " Slowly looked at me with a little surprise and asked; "Why do you say that?" I took my mother by the hand and took her to the yard. I pointed to the little tree and said, "I marked my height on the book with a knife every day, but today I found that I was shorter than the previous horizontal line." I said, pointing to the horizontal line. My mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again, and immediately understood everything. My mother said to me, "Fool, you are not short, but the tree is tall." At this time, I realized that it was not that I was short, but that the young trees had grown taller.
We always do stupid things in childhood, but in any case, these things that we feel silly now are still our most precious memories.