A composition of 400 words on interesting childhood stories should be about 400 words

My childhood was colorful, and the interesting things that happened in my childhood were as numerous as the stars in the sky. The brightest and most dazzling one among them is still the one.

At noon on a Sunday, my mother was already asleep. I was four years old at the time and had no fun. I was wandering around the room and somehow ended up in front of the mirror. ah! Why is there a "person" who looks like me coming towards me in front of me? I was fine if I didn't touch it, but I was shocked when I touched it. The "person" turned out to be ordinary, and he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch me. I quickly took a few steps back. Okay, how dare you learn from me and see how I deal with you. I slapped my hand, and the "person" also slapped me. When I hit him, the "person" also slapped me. Oh, it hurts. I'm scared, I'm flat and I can move, I can imitate me, I can hit people, if I break, I must be a monster. I quickly made my way to my mother's bed, grabbed her hand, and shouted, "Mom, there's a weird thing over there, and he beats me." My mother magically asked me what it was. , but I kept pulling my mother to the mirror. Weird, there was another monster. I hurriedly hid behind my mother and couldn't help but tremble. My mother looked at it and laughed. I asked, "Mom, why are you laughing? Aren't you afraid of it?" My mother turned around and said to me, "This is a mirror. It's not a monster at all. Look." I saw my mother shaking her left hand. Swing right, and the person in the mirror swings left and right. After some talk from my mother, I realized that mirrors can "print" people in, and people can see their own reflections in the mirrors. No wonder it does whatever I do!

Whenever I think about this incident now, I still laugh out loud!

2. Interesting things about childhood

What is childhood? It is the cicada on the tree, the frog in the water, the short song of the reed flute, the hide and seek of my partner... In short, childhood is carefree, happy and beautiful. Whenever I vividly recall interesting stories from my childhood, my face always glows with a rosy glow. After all, those past events swirled in my heart like the sound of gurgling water. Once they burst out, they would be so eloquent...

When I was 5 years old, my mother took me to my grandma's house. I live in the countryside, so there are many people there riding horses when they go from one village to that village. I was very envious when I saw it, and wanted to try riding a horse, but the horse's back was too high and I couldn't get on. When I was trying to find a way to get up, I happened to see my grandma feeding the pigs. I thought the pigs were small and it would be easy to go up. As soon as I saw grandma entering the house after feeding the pigs, I went up to the pig nest, opened the door, went in, chose a pig and rode on it. Then he ran outside. Grandma saw it and ran out to call me. I saw grandma and wanted the pig to stop, but she couldn't. A pig ran into grandma's vegetable garden. The cucumbers and persimmons inside were all trampled by the pigs. I was also scratched on my hands and belly by the branches of the fruit trees. This time grandma was able to catch the pig. , after grandma drove the pig into the nest, she said that I was too naughty and even dared to ride the pig.

Another time was when I was seven years old and I had just learned to ride a bicycle. I wasn't very good at riding at that time, so my mother and I rode our bikes to the square where there was a lot of space. I was riding my bicycle there, riding faster and faster. Suddenly I saw an adult riding a bicycle from the front. Because he was riding too fast, he couldn't stop the car and was about to hit me. My mother was also calling me, I thought: "If I bump into it, I will be injured. I'm not very good at riding. What if I turn around and fall?" I don't know what to do. At this moment, I suddenly remembered: "It must be okay if you jump out of the car." I jumped out of the car. I was not injured, but my car collided with that person.

Whenever I recall these, I always chuckle, so sweet and bright. It was as if all the haunting past events were vividly reappearing. I continue to think about the poetic years and dreamy seasons of my youth... I think that childhood is like a tree without annual rings, which will never grow old or disappear...

< p>3. Interesting anecdotes from childhood

When I was young, I was very naughty and mischievous. Now I will tell you an interesting anecdote from my childhood.

I remember one time when I came home, I saw my father sleeping in bed, so a "bad" idea suddenly popped into my little head, which was to draw "face paint", of course not on paper. To draw on my father's face, I first found the paint, pen and water. Then I carefully drew a big "王" character on my father's forehead, and then I used khaki to paint on my father's forehead. Draw a bunch of golden stripes around Dad's face, and it will become a majestic tiger. After finishing the painting, I was happy for my "masterpiece" and at the same time felt sorry that Dad's face was painted like this. Because it’s a pity that my father’s beautiful face was painted like this. When I was happily looking at my "masterpiece", my father suddenly woke up and looked at his confused look. I burst out laughing. My father looked at me inexplicably. When he saw the watercolors all over the floor. Paint and water, looking at my malicious smile, my father quickly ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. When he found that his face had been painted into lines by me, he didn't care about the watercolor paint on his face. He quickly ran into the house, grabbed me and beat me randomly, which made me scream. Although it has been a long time ago, I still remember it.

Look! How naughty I was when I was little! It’s still interesting even now when I think about it!