I was stupid when I was a child.

Article 1 I was stupid when I was a child.

When I was a child, I was stupid. I am a cheerful, lively and lovely little girl with excellent academic performance. I was still a squadron cadre in my class.

One day, I saw my grandfather playing a video of my childhood. I am crying on the screen! At this moment, I can't help thinking of my naughty childhood. In my glass cupboard, there are all kinds of lovely clay products: white rabbit, red apple and beautiful doll ... these handicrafts were bought by my parents when they were on a business trip. Among them, my favorite is the cute little white dog. It has a pair of big watery eyes, a round body and a tongue sticking out, which is very funny! So I often play with it. On a sunny morning, I want to play with the little white dog again. I'll take it out of the cupboard and have a look. Why is there a stain on the flawless white fur? I was in a hurry. I tried my best, but I still couldn't clean it. I think: clothes are dirty. Wash them with soap and they will be clean soon. Let me have a try! So, I started to act. However, I am too short to reach the pool. I had a brainwave and came up with a good idea. Put Xiao Mu's stool on the ground. As soon as I stepped on it, people grew taller! I took a piece of soap and a brush, put the little white dog in the sink and brushed it hard with the brush. Brush brush, the little white dog is getting dirty! Seeing this, I was even more anxious, and I tried my best to brush and brush! Gradually, my little white dog disappeared and became a pool of mud. Suddenly, my heart ached and I burst into tears! He cried and shouted, "Why does the water eat my little white dog?" Mom saw it and ran over at once. I asked my mother, "Where is my little white dog?" Mother stroked my head with her hand and said, "Son, you are so stupid!" " "

Look how cute I was when I was a child. Looking back now, I think it's funny, too

I was stupid when I was a child.

In the garden I remember, there are many beautiful flowers and fruits in full bloom. Today I will choose one of them to share with you.

When I was a child, I was an idiot and made jokes. One day, my mother bought a bunch of cherries. She washed them under the tap and put them on the plate. I saw a cherry bright red, crystal clear, not to mention eating, just looking at it and liking it! I picked up a cherry and ate it. The skin is broken with a gentle bite. It tastes great! I ate six at a time. Soon after, grandma bought a pot of "cherries" and put them on the table. Grandma told me. Don't wander around. This bunch of cherries is so red, I really want to eat it! Grandma is very stingy and won't let me eat. Hum, remembering the sweet taste of cherries, I couldn't help secretly picking a few, learning the way my mother washed "cherries", washing them and putting them in my mouth. Suddenly, a pungent smell rushed into my throat and nose, which made me sneeze several times and made me stick out my tongue and cry. Paper can't wrap fire, but my grandmother knows. My grandmother heard the voice and asked me in a hurry: Xinghui, what's wrong, what's wrong? "I was too hot to say anything, so I showed my grandmother the cherry in my hand. My grandmother was shocked and said, Oh, you are eating Chili! She immediately dug out the pepper in my mouth and handed me a glass of water. She wants me to wash away the spicy taste in my mouth and give me an ice cube to numb my mouth. Before long, there was still a spicy aftertaste in my mouth. I had to lie prone on the window and stick out my tongue like a puppy to let the cool wind blow. At this time, my parents came back and knew what had happened. They looked at me like this and smiled. Although several years have passed, every time I see Chili peppers, I can't help but think of this ridiculous stupid thing.

When I was a child, I was such a greedy and silly girl.

Rule number three: I was stupid when I was a child.

Childhood is like the stars in the sky, countless; Childhood is like gravel on the beach, endless; Childhood is like a kaleidoscope, turning around and colorful. In this colorful childhood, full of naive happiness and ignorance. However, these have become the main colors of childhood events in the first poem.

I remember one morning when I was three years old, my mother took me out to play and bought a pack of hand cream by the way. When I got home, my mother put the hand cream on the table and put me on the stool: Be a good boy, my mother peeled the apple for you. You and baby Po make stools, don't go! Say that finish, went to the kitchen.

I was particularly interested in that bag of hand cream and picked up the plastic bag curiously. Oh, there is a particularly beautiful aunt smiling at me on the bag. I put my chubby little hand into my bag and touched it. Ah, it's soft, slippery and cold. Reach out and have a look. Your hands are covered with white things. I smell it near my nose. It smells good! I find it very interesting.

I put my hand in again and then reached out to wipe my face. In a short time, the hand cream was one-third less. Then I remembered the doll Po around me. I immediately sat it on the table and said, Po, I'll whitewash it for you, so that you can look good and others will like you. As a result, the hand cream was missing by a third. I looked in the mirror and thought it was not beautiful enough, so I continued to draw. Now, the hand cream is really gone.

Po and I have also become big faces. Hair, nose, mouth and ears turned white, as if covered with snow. I looked back at the mirror. Oh, how beautiful! I can't tell you how happy I am. I take pictures over and over again, and the more I take pictures, the happier I get.

At this moment, mother came out of the kitchen. My mother looked at the empty bag and suddenly understood everything. She said in distress situation: You are so naughty. Go to the toilet to wash hand cream. You made such a good doll, too much for you!

I can't help laughing when I think about it now. There was only one word when I was a child, silly.