Dreaming about my childhood and writing a composition

1. Help me to write a composition (childhood dreams). It's urgent.

Childhood dreams have always been dreamy, but childhood dreams are mostly relaxed and pleasant, unlike adult dreams, which are always deep and depressed.

It's either a haze, or a dense fog, or there are iron-gray clouds piled up in the sky, which will fall from the sky to the top of your head at any moment, or it's torrential rain, unbridled, desperate and chaotic. Once I even dreamed that I was lost in the smoke and fire, and I didn't know where to go around.

Most childhood dreams are cloudless sky, blue sky, green trees, the trickle of mountain streams and winding narrow paths, colorful flowers, bright sunshine and sunset. Dreams are often happy, good and fun. I once dreamed that my relatives gave me a pair of "atomic shoes".

After the atomic bomb exploded in Nagasaki, Hiroshima, the names of new products always have an "atom". Relatives told me that "atomic shoes" will grow back by themselves at night after being worn out by day. I'm so happy. It's like having a baby. I don't need to worry when I play, and I don't worry that I will be scolded if I break my shoes.

once again, I dreamed that a pencil suddenly grew out of the flowerpot. Because the desktop of the desk tilted forward, the pencil slipped into the ground carelessly, breaking the pencil lead inside, making it hard to get rid of a big piece every time you cut it, leaving half a finger so long that you couldn't catch it.

I didn't dare to ask my mother to buy a new one just after I bought it, so I had to connect a bamboo pencil case. There were no ballpoint pens in those days, at least not in our mountain city.

Use a pencil for arithmetic and a brush for writing. Only when I was in middle school did I have a ballpoint pen, which was called "ballpoint pen" at that time and was very expensive, so I still used a pencil and a writing brush.

when I went to the country wet nurse's house, my sister pinched the chives in the vegetable garden and blew them as a whistle. At that time, there were no toys, everything was regarded as toys, and chives could be blown.

grandma bought onions, and I pinched them for fun. Grandma won't let me pinch it.

When I learned how to plant onions at the wet nurse's house, I asked for some onions, planted them in a earthen bowl and put them in the small patio in the back hall. Few people went there. One day, I suddenly found green onion tips in the earthen bowl. I was so happy that I went to the back hall every day to see how much I had grown. I brought a small glass of water and gently sprinkled water on the onions with my fingers.

The shallots grow up day by day and are lush. They are beautiful and can be picked for fun. Probably because I looked at the shallots in the bowl every day, I dreamed that there was a pencil in the bowl one day; It's long when pulled out, and long when pulled out again.

I'm so happy that I don't worry that pencil lead will be broken. When I was a child, I loved to play with firecrackers. When my hand was hurt by the explosion, I soaked in the cold water of salted duck eggs for a while and wanted to play after the pain was relieved.

I don't have money to buy firecrackers on weekdays, so I can only buy them if I get lucky money. Probably thinking too much about firecrackers, I also dreamed that there were many firecrackers at the door once, and I was so happy that I couldn't finish picking them up.

when I was a child, I wanted to grow up quickly, but I never dreamed of growing up, and I couldn't do it. Weak body, often sick, short stature, seeing the students in the high class walk with great spirit and swagger, and bullying the small students, they want to grow up quickly.

I want to grow up quickly after being scolded by my grandmother, and I don't care if I grow up. It's a pity that I can't grow up. I haven't dreamed of the company commander's height, and I didn't think of it when I tried hard.

It is said that children grow up in the middle of the night, and when they suddenly shake in their sleep, they are growing up. For a while, I often have a sudden shock in my dreams, and I am very happy that I am going to grow taller.

but it's been a long time. I don't know how many times it has been shaken. As soon as it was shaken the night before, I got up in the morning and went to see if it was taller. Alas! Still about the same.

I put my back against the wall and put a piece of bamboo on my head to see how much taller I am. When I grow taller, I draw a horizontal line as a mark and write down the year, month and day. I always look forward to painting on it, sometimes every few days.

grandma laughs at me, where it grows every day. It's hard to grow a little in a year.

Later, it grew less and less, and sometimes it became shorter. It turned out that the ruler on the head was not put straight. Grandma said that I am picky about food, and I don't like to eat turnips with vegetables. I'm so anxious. I ate a lot of turnips with vegetables for a while, but I didn't grow taller.

I envy the martial arts and immortals in comic books. I wish I could meet them. When I saw the old man with white beard on the road, I wondered if he was a fairy.

I once saw an old man with a white beard in a small street, looking like a sage like type. I just looked at it, wondering, but the man suddenly picked up a load and left.

It's a pity that I can't meet a real fairy, and I haven't even dreamed about it. At that time, it is often said that there are primary school students missing in a certain place, and they went to Emei Mountain to find teachers and visit immortals together. They were very envious and surprised.

I'm timid, but I don't have the guts to talk about it. I hope to have a lucky chance to meet a real fairy. I never got that chance.

when you are old, you no longer have childhood dreams. It's a joke that people in their seventies and eighties should recall their childhood dreams.

There is a saying called "the youngest". Old people are sometimes like children. They are delicious, playful, daydreaming, and even miss their childhood dreams. I didn't have a childhood dream, but it suddenly occurred to me.

When old people are bored, it's interesting to recall their previous dreams. Of course, it only refers to a worthless old man like me, and a promising person dreams of raising his official position and making a fortune.

I'm really worthless! Even dreams are petty. 2. Write a 45-word composition on "Childhood in My Dream" < P > Childhood in My Dream One night, I had a dream.

I dreamed that I was swimming in the sea in a bathing suit. Then, I went back to the shore, picked up a small basket and picked up shells as I walked.

As I walked, I put on my spring clothes and chased the beautiful Hua Hudie in the field. At this time, I saw many unknown wild flowers. How beautiful! I picked up the basket that I just picked up shells and picked one wild flower after another. I put the most gorgeous azalea in my head, and several butterflies followed me! Walking, I came to an orchard again. I found a staircase and climbed it to pick fruit.

ah! Apples, peaches, pears ... When I was happy, my eyes were white, the trees turned into tall buildings, and the golden land turned into ice and snow. Ah! It's snowing.

I made a snowman and started to ski again. I slipped and slipped, and I slipped home.

I went in to have a look, alas! Oh, no, everything in the house is gone. I let out a cry and woke up. 3. How to write a composition in 3 words about childhood

My childhood

My childhood is like a colorful dream, and many interesting things happened in it that made me laugh and cry. Let me tell you one today.

I remember that I was only four years old at that time, and I was studying in a kindergarten. One day, I ate a curved banana, and I wanted to eat it after eating it, but my father said, "Too many bananas will get angry." I have to stop eating.

In the evening, I saw a yellow and curved banana in the sky. I didn't know it was a curved moon, so I thought to myself: Now I can have a full meal. But I thought; Bananas grow on trees, but they grow in the sky tonight. It's strange. But I don't care. I stretch out my hand and grab it, but I can't catch anything. Dad saw me scratching up and asked strangely, "Son, what are you scratching at?" I said excitedly, "Dad, look, there is a big banana in the sky. Please help me take it down and let me eat it!" " Dad laughed and put one hand over his stomach, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Son, that's not a banana, but a curved moon." "No, that's a banana. I want to eat it." Dad listened patiently and said to me, "Son, the moon is a planet. Every night, it slowly comes out to illuminate us. It is our good friend. Not the banana you want. " After listening to my father's explanation, I nodded in bewilderment.

Now that I am a primary school student, I will never do such a stupid thing again. But every time I see the curved moon, I can't help laughing at myself for being stupid. Well, childhood is so interesting. 4. How to write childhood dreams with dreams

Everyone has his own childhood, which is gorgeous, brilliant, dazzling, melodic and musical.

the splendor of my childhood is in the blue sky. There are white clouds, free birds and many mysteries in the sky. So I gave my childhood splendor to the sky, and he always looked at me with blue eyes and watched me grow hard.

the glory of my childhood is displayed on that gorgeous stage. She once let me have my own sky and let me see my dream of flying. The stage gave me a lot of joy, as many as the stars in the sky, countless and countless. The stage makes me have ever-changing moods, including fear, joy, sadness and sadness. So I gave my glory to the stage and let her grow with me.

The brilliance of my childhood was dedicated to the mysterious sun. The sun, red head, red body and red feet are all red, which is particularly dazzling. So I taught my dazzling to the sun, and I hope to be as dazzling as him.

The melody of my childhood gave me colorful songs. Childhood life is like a piece of music, which keeps singing and playing. This song that keeps singing and playing is woven into the melody of the world. I gave my melody to the song, and it made me happy.

The music of my childhood is full of defects in my life. Music is always flowing, and wherever it goes, it fills the incomplete places there. As the saying goes: "Incomplete music plays an incomplete life." So I gave my music to my life and asked her to help me fill my incomplete life.

childhood dreams are colorful. They are like balloons flying in the sky. If you fly one, you will fly a dream. Where there is a dream, there is a future, and where there is life, there is a childhood. 5. I dreamed of my childhood friend's composition.

As night falls, the stars all over the sky are dotted in the dark sky,

reflected on the clear lake, so dazzling and refreshing. However, what is even more exciting is that this day is the annual New Year's Eve. On New Year's Eve, our whole family will have a family reunion dinner, but I am not excited at all, because my heart is already on the gorgeous fireworks.

Finally, with a loud firecracker, the dance drama of fireworks has opened the most beautiful and exciting prelude of New Year's Eve. You listen, you listen-"or! Crap! ..... "Firecrackers are getting louder and louder. I couldn't sit still, so I told my father to eat quickly while leaving my seat. My father had no choice but to go out and set off fireworks for me. But before my father lit it, I crept away. When my mother saw it, she said, "Who was in a hurry to set off fireworks just now?" Why are you as timid as a mouse now? " "Ha ha! Sister is afraid of fireworks! Sister is a coward! " My cousin who is on the side is also screaming and screaming. I listened, but I was not convinced, so I stamped my feet and said guiltily, "Who is afraid of setting off fireworks?" Who is afraid of setting off fireworks is a coward! I'm not afraid! I did this to watch the fireworks better! Do you understand? 。” "You said you weren't afraid to set off fireworks, so show it to us!" The younger brother said step by step. "Let it go, who is afraid of who!" As soon as I finished speaking, I walked slowly towards the fireworks, nervously looking for the fuse of the fireworks, thinking, "Should I let it go?" If I don't let it go, I'll be laughed at by my family. If I let it go, I'm afraid. Oh, or "die" once! " After thinking about it, I closed my eyes and lit the fireworks. When my mother saw me setting off fireworks like this, she did not forget to jokingly say, "Our coward has become bold!" " After that, all the relatives present laughed ... (Wanli Literature)

My childhood fun is like a rainbow of seven colors and stars in the sky, and New Year's Eve and fireworks are my childhood dreams.