Senior three's composition about childhood

Seven essays on childhood in senior three.

Childhood is like a soft and comfortable cradle. Memories of childhood, a little recall, will unconsciously laugh again. Let's talk about the story of childhood. The following is a sample composition I collected for everyone about my childhood in senior three. I hope you like it.

Senior three's composition about childhood (selected article 1) turns over the photos of my childhood, as if I saw me as a child:

I remember when I was two and a half years old, I was sitting on a wool car and singing, "Why do you think it ended?"? It's all my fault. Everyone thinks that love is too beautiful and reality is too tempting. Why do you feel so sad? What can I do to love you except comfort? " Clap, clap, clap for me. "Uncle, don't interrupt me, I didn't sing!" Uncle smiled and said, "OK, keep singing." "Uncle, you sing." "Uncle can't sing, you sing!" "good! Happy gongs and drums knock out the annual celebration and beautiful dance ... "Clap your hands, and grandma slapped me again. "Stop, that's not what I sang." "Ok, keep singing!" "I'm walking in a desolate desert, hiding in a deserted place …" I saw my grandmother holding my quilt, so I said, "Isn't it my quilt?" "Ha ha ha ha." The whole family burst into laughter.

On another occasion, my mother spread all her clothes in the yard. I went over and said, "sell clothes, sell clothes!" " "The uncle who washed his hair next to him said," How much are your clothes? " "Three dollars, four dollars, four dollars. "I answered naively." Ha ha ha ha, I'm afraid your clothes are too cheap! Ha ha ha ha! "Uncle said with a smile.

This is my childhood, a happy childhood.

Composition on Childhood in Senior Three (Part II) Childhood is the most unforgettable period for everyone, and I have a wonderful childhood. In this beautiful childhood, there are many interesting and funny childhood stories that can even make a lot of jokes, which is the most unforgettable.

I remember once, my parents took me to my grandmother's house, because Zhengzhou was far away from my grandmother's house, and I didn't go to my grandmother's house until it was dark. At that time, because it was very late, my mother didn't want to bother my grandmother to cook for our family of three, so she asked me to buy Daoxiao Noodles with my cousin. I don't want to buy Daoxiao Noodles or eat it. I just want to eat grandma's hometown food. So, I bought Daoxiao Noodles in a grumpy way.

Because it just rained, there is a lot of ground there. At the entrance of the hotel, there was a big pool of mud. I was in a small mood and thought I was capable! I walked into the mire, but my cousin still refused to let me go. I just don't want to repent and insist on walking into the quagmire. But in the middle, I turned my face upside down, so I took a mud bath. This mud bath tastes super refreshing.

My mud bath suddenly spread to a village thousands of miles away. This is really a big joke!

There are many interesting things in my childhood, and this is just one of them. My childhood is very interesting ... I love my beautiful, interesting and innocent childhood!

Senior Three's Composition on Childhood (Selected Part III) Many interesting and funny things happened in my childhood. They are like beautiful pearls. I choose a special one to share with you.

I was about seven years old then. One day, my brother said he would take me to catch fish. I am very happy.

When we reached the river, my brother found two good places, where we lived. At this moment, I saw a grass carp and shouted, "Brother, here is one!" " "Unexpectedly, when I turned to talk, grass carp was gone. My brother rushed over and asked, "Where's the fish? Where are the fish? " I replied gloomily, "The fish ran away. "My brother said," If you make such a loud noise, the fish will definitely be scared away. "

I saw my brother standing there quietly, motionless. After a while, my brother caught a big fish. I also learned from my brother's appearance and stood there quietly, motionless. Suddenly, a grass carp swam over. I caught the fish like my brother and shouted at him, "I caught it, I caught it!" " "My brother came running and I opened my hands. How can there be fish? My brother said, "I must have escaped from my hand." "My brother said to me again," Be careful of the fish. Just reach out and catch it when I get to you. "Another grass carp bobbed and swam over, and I stood still. When it swam in front of me, my hand quickly reached into the water and held it in my hand. By the time the fish reacted, it was already in our bucket.

Catching fish is fun. Come with me when you have time. I'll teach you, and I promise you will come home with a full load and eat a whole fish.

Senior three's composition about childhood (selected article 4) What is childhood? Childhood is a five-flavored candy, with ups and downs and many happy things. One thing I still remember. I was only eight years old. We learned the text of Happy Water-splashing Festival. One day after dinner, my parents went out and left my brother and me at home. At that time, I was washing dishes in the kitchen, and suddenly my mind flashed: "Why not have a small water-splashing festival?"

Then I immediately took out a basin, connected it with water and threw it into the air. Suddenly, the splash fell to the ground with a splash and became a beautiful splash. I cried happily and threw a basin of water around. The water dripped on the toy and tinkled. It was wonderful. The water splashed on the glass. My brother heard it and heard the news. When he saw me, he shouted, "I want to play, too."

In the silent night, we burst into laughter, and the stars in the sky blinked naughtily and said, "That's interesting, I'll take part." I don't know how long it took. Mom and dad are back. Dad looked at the water and got us wet angrily. Mother said in surprise, "Which water pipe is broken?" Although we were criticized that time, my heart was full of joy, because that day was my happiest and craziest day.

Senior three's composition about childhood (selected article 5) The story of childhood is like grapes on a grape trellis. There are so many, countless and endless stories, which always make people feel that an insignificant thing in childhood is ridiculous. There is still one thing that I can't forget, and I still feel childish and ridiculous when I think about it.

I remember when I was in grade one, my brother was washing my hair. I watched cartoons with relish in front of the TV. Soon I heard my brother ask me to go to the kitchen to get half a basin of hot water. I readily agreed. In order to watch cartoons quickly, I took half a basin of water to my brother, and then my brother praised me for being so sensible. When I was in front of the TV again, I heard my brother scream "Ah", so I hurried to the bathroom to see it. It turns out that after I gave my brother very hot water, my brother put his head into the basin without thinking. I was about to laugh when I watched my brother's hair "smoking", when I suddenly saw my mother looking at me angrily. I rushed out of the door in fear that my mother would let me make a "bamboo shoot stew" like a plucked chicken. The more you think about it, the more serious the consequences will be, and you will wander around the street until night falls. I'm still hesitating about going home. If I don't go home, I can't stay outside all the time. If I go home, I'm afraid my body will be hurt. Forget it. After thinking for a long time, I'd better bite the bullet and go home! Besides, it's better to get a beating than to be hungry outside. I walked dejectedly, thinking, and unconsciously came to my door. I pushed the door carefully and walked into the yard. Seeing my brother's hair grow on his head unscathed, a stone in my heart finally fell to the ground, but how can I get past my mother? My heart is still like fifteen buckets of water-my mother called me to my room when I came back and said, "You are so stupid. What should I do if I burn your brother's hair?"

Be careful what you do in the future. "I lowered my head and listened to my mother's lesson.

Now that I have grown up, I always feel funny and ridiculous when I think of the stupid things when I was a child.

Composition on childhood in senior three (selected article 6) Everyone's childhood is beautiful and happy. Of course, I am no exception. My childhood is like a colorful box, which contains many happy and interesting things about me. I decided to tell some super funny events about me.

You have all heard of washing clothes and taking a bath, but you have never heard of the word "washing books". Okay, no suspense.

When I was 5 years old, my parents were not at home. Me, lying on the sofa, eating ice cream and reading. Take a bite from time to time, and when you see the best part, you forget that there is still melted ice cream in your hand. Suddenly, a pair of cream came to my book to "grab the territory". Now I realize that the ice cream has melted, but my beloved book. Just when I was worried, an idea came to my mind: I can wash the books. At first, I rolled up my sleeves, poured a basin of warm water, added some washing powder, and stirred it inside, and the foam came out. I threw the book in and rubbed it like washing clothes. I thought to myself: mom must have praised me to death when she came back. I was smart and hummed a little song ... I soaked it for about 20 minutes. I'm glad to read it. "Ah-"The pages have all fallen off, and the handwriting is completely unclear. "What should I do? What should I do? My book. Mom is going to scold me to death. Hey, I'm really ashamed of my "feat"

This stupid thing is not enough, there are more stupid things.

When I was 8 years old, my sister-in-law brought several bags of beef to my house. I saw it, just like "mice love rice". Sister-in-law read my mind and said, "The child will become a calf after eating it." So I immediately gave up the idea of eating beef granules. Before going to bed at noon, my stomach growled. I think of beef in the refrigerator. I'm standing in front of the refrigerator. Do you want to eat? If you eat it, you will become a calf. If you don't eat it, you'll be hungry ... forget it, don't worry about it. I finally got what I wanted. ...

Childhood is a wonderful time for a child. I seem to be back to my childhood.

In my childhood, I had two bold friends. Because of them, I had an exciting and horrible childhood, which also made me bold.

Among them, I am the youngest. At that time, I was a little older in grade one and grade two, and the oldest in grade three. Once we were playing at a friend's house in our sophomore year, and went to the fourth floor, the boss took us to play with a pot of incredible things. ...

It happened at night, when the sun and the moon exchanged, and the boss was telling a series of ghost stories. At that time, I was weak and timid, and I couldn't help shivering. Then the second child said, "There are many mosquitoes outside. Come and sit in the house. " The boss said, "Thanks a lot." They and I got up and patted the dust on our bodies and went into the house. Hey, why don't we go to the fourth floor? The second child asked me.

You know, the fourth floor is a dead building, and there is a blood-red moon outside, which is not a good sign at first glance.

But I can't refuse, so I have to follow. I walked into the corridor, which was dark and lifeless. There is a bad smell on the fourth floor, which I have never smelled before. My heart is racing and my legs are shaking. The blood moon outside the window makes me look ferocious. We walk in this dead silence. ...

On the fourth floor, the smell came to our faces, so we had to cover our noses and go forward. At this time, the light downstairs suddenly lit up, but the corridor was still dark. I let out a cry and looked around. It turned out to be the second child. Then he turned on the light in the corridor.

"I forgot to tell you that the light switch in the corridor is on the fourth floor." The second child said with a wry smile. We can't say anything more.

In fact, there was nothing on the fourth floor except the rusty iron basin full of sand, so I piled a sand castle on the hollow building block I took when telling ghost stories. At this time, the boss came over and looked at the smelly sand and shouted in surprise: "Ah! This is the ashes! " I was so scared that I fell down and ran downstairs with the other two and fled back to my home.

Finally, we watched the blood-red moon slowly turn into a blue moon in my home, and the taste in our hearts was long and complicated. ...