Naughty stories from childhood

『一』 There is a story about a child who was naughty and had a boring life, compared with now

"My Childhood" by Teacher Fang Qingping

< p> Unexpectedly, there were actually people applauding, so it was considered a success. In fact, I know in my heart that your applause is to see off the host. I don't have a name, but just now at the entrance of the theater, a kid recognized me and said, "You are an actor, maybe you play Avatar." It was the wrong person. You see those comedians coming on stage, the audience applauding and laughing constantly; what about me? The dawn here is quiet. You don't need to comfort me, really, I'm used to keeping a low profile. I'm not talking about cross talk, but loneliness. Because I have not been a cross talk material since I was a child, I was a bit stupid since I was a child. What a happy childhood this child has now: three couples and one child. I can’t speak Chinese yet, so I signed up for an English class.

When I was a child, there were five brothers in my family, and my father was the only one who made money. Five children only have four pairs of pants, so I always have to stay at home. What toys does this child have now? All electrically charged things: computers, video games, and electric batons are not allowed to be played with. When I was a child, there was an electric door at home, but my father wouldn't let me touch it. Now this kid has MP8, but when I was a kid, I didn’t even have half a P. My grandma had a walking stick. After she died, I played with it for half a year. I used it to pretend to be an old lady.

There was really no time to play during recess, so the monitor organized a competition for us to see who could get his head into the desk. I was quite confident, but I got in and couldn't pull it out. I found my dad and took me to the hospital. The teacher in the reception room refused to let me go out, saying that the table was public property and that I had to take it off before I could go to the hospital. My dad said if we could take it off, why would we go to the hospital? You have to pay a deposit before you can leave. Nowadays, doctors are responsible for patients. When we were young, doctors fooled people. You want to amputate my leg from the neck down. My father said that beheading had been abolished long ago, so he dragged me and ran away. Go home, you can't get on the bus. I carry a table and walk home, with a 100% return rate. I don’t know what kind of army I am. We have a neighbor who is a carpenter and he wants to saw the table. My dad couldn't bear it, and the school was withholding the deposit. My dad said it would be good to wear a desk to make it easier to do homework. My head is stuffed with homework and I can't see it. After working on it for three whole days, I lost a lot of weight and finally died.

Now this child can watch a variety of performances: cross talk, puppet show, drama, and music. The plays we had when we were young were performed by the district amateur theater troupe. When I was a child, I watched "Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom - Yang Zirong Shoots Luan Ping". Yang Zirong's hand was pressing Luan Ping, and the other hand was holding a gun and making gestures. There was a prop master backstage who hit the cannon with a hammer and Bang, Luan Ping died. We were performing at the playground that day. It rained and we smashed the cannon and got wet. After Yang Zirong made such a gesture, the gun did not go off. Our classmates were all stunned. The teacher even told us that Yang Zirong used a silent pistol. He didn't lie down until he heard the gunshots in Luanping. Yang Zirong continued to act: "I represent the people," and another wet cannon-smashing, "I represent the party," and another wet cannon-smashing, Yang Zirong was really anxious. : "There are no bullets. On behalf of the People's Representative Party, I will strangle you to death." Luan Ping strangled you to death. I stood up and applauded, saying that Uncle Yang Zirong was really strong. Because after my head was squeezed by the table, I became a little short-sighted.

At that time, our family had a chicken, which was run over and killed by a car. The driver wanted to lose money, so he asked me: "Child, is this chicken yours?" I said: "Look at the chicken feathers, our chickens are not so flat."

My aunt sometimes She also helped me with my homework and told me about Sun Wukong’s three dozen white-bone demons with disheveled hair and green faces and fangs. I didn’t listen and looked out the window. My aunt was really anxious: “Fang Qingping, you are looking at me instead of you. Do you know what the White Bone Demon looks like?”

I didn’t listen in class, the teacher was talking above me, and I was muttering below. Our teacher punished me: "Fang Qingping, repeat what you just said twenty times loudly!" I dare not not say it. Stop there: "There are leeks between the teacher's teeth, there are leeks between the teacher's teeth, there are leeks between the teacher's teeth..." "Okay, okay, remember from now on: you have to raise your hands to speak in class." "The teacher taught for another twenty minutes. It was time to answer the students' questions. Everyone raised their hands, and so did I. Teacher, I still remember the worry just now. The last one called me: "Fang Qingping, what do you want to ask?" "It's too late, I solved it on the spot."

I learned the worst My only skill is Chinese, and I can’t even form sentences. The teacher asked me to use the word "Lu Lu Lu Lei" to make a sentence.

The sentence I made is: "At six o'clock in the evening, my dad comes home one after another." The teacher wrote a comment at the back: "Is your house a mess? Dads don't go back together? Are you going back one after another? You How many times does Mom have to cook? "I couldn't make sentences without my father at that time, and he was the only one making money in the family. The teacher asked me to make a sentence using the word "thank you", and the sentence I made was: "I thank my dad for giving me my homework." I betrayed my dad. The teacher asked me to make a sentence using "originally", and the sentence I made was: "It turns out that she is my father."

As soon as I figured it out, my composition became even worse. In the second grade of elementary school, the teacher asked me to write "My So-and-So". What about me? Flattery and write "My Teacher". The first sentence: "My teacher has a face with oval seeds." For this "melon", I write one less "hook" and one less "dot". Our teacher looked at it and said, "My teacher has a paw face." What kind of virtue is "claw face"? Let’s read on: “At twelve o’clock at midnight, I came to the door of the teacher’s house.” This child didn’t know why he went to the teacher’s house in the middle of the night, and he didn’t know what he was having trouble with. "Looking at the window of the teacher's house still flickering with candlelight," our teacher is a model for saving electricity. "The teacher corrected our homework all night long." This elementary school homework was actually corrected in half an hour. Our teacher was slow and had to correct it at night. "Looking at the white hair on the teacher's temples, my eyes are moist." Our teacher was only 21 that year, and his hair was very young. "The teacher endured the pain and corrected the last homework for us, closed his eyes with joy, and left us forever. 'The spring silkworms will die only when they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before tears dry up.' We must inherit the teacher's legacy "When I grow up, I become a teacher. I don't know where to find so many students. When we were young, we could only write this kind of composition. In the third grade of elementary school, I was asked to write "My So-and-So" again. I didn't dare to write about the teacher anymore for fear of getting into trouble. I wrote "My Grandma": "My grandma has passed away. I sincerely wish her good health and prosperity. "You can live longer than Nanshan even if you are dead, zero points!" In the fourth grade of elementary school, I was asked to write "My So-and-So". I thought that I would write a good one and never get zero points again. The title of my essay was "My Comrade Qiu Shaoyun". The teacher said you have to get to know them. Even I have never met Comrade Qiu Shaoyun, so I got zero points! Because when we were young, our knowledge was limited, so the teacher could only give us the essay title "My So-and-So", or else write "One Good Thing". It's troublesome as soon as I write this question. Eighty percent of the students in the class have to see the old lady crossing the road. Now this old lady can cross the road by herself. So brave, the faster the car goes, the more she rushes forward, right? The car was coming from this way, but the old lady forgot to look over and said, "You don't dare to hit me anyway." When we were young, the old lady was honest and waited there with a stick, waiting for us to help her over. Before she could go home, she checked her household registration: "What's your name?" We couldn't tell her anyway, so we said, "My name is Red Scarf." This was a good thing to write, and we were asked to write a diary every day. For such a young child, what can he remember every day? Nonsense: "It's sunny and sunny today. The teacher led us to climb Mount Everest, and the students started a mountaineering competition. It took Wang Xiaoming, the sports committee member, less than five minutes to climb to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain is an orchard with watermelon trees, winter melon trees, The Christmas tree. The farmer climbed up the watermelon tree, as dexterously as a big tabby cat. He picked the biggest watermelon and threw it to me. I caught it firmly with my left hand. There was the Palace Museum. I lit a bonfire in the Palace Museum and listened to the teacher tell her stories about the war. The teacher said that as long as we got good grades, he would take us to climb a mountain higher than Mount Everest - Xiangshan. "The teacher often organized. During the spring outing, every time the children wrote "Spring Outing Observations", the whole class had the same words: "We came to the park in a cheerful mood. The first thing that caught our eyes was the rockery. The flowers on the mountain were as red as fire and as pink as pink. Like clouds and as white as snow, some of the students played hide-and-seek and some ate snacks. They all had a pleasant day and left reluctantly. The students said, "We will come to the park next spring." word.

One spring outing, the school organized a grave sweep and asked us to write a composition. We also used this phrase: "We came to the cemetery with great joy. The first thing that caught our eyes was the tomb and the wreaths on it. The flowers are as red as fire, as pink as clouds, and as white as snow. Some of the students are playing hide-and-seek, and those who are brave enough can go to the cemetery to play hide-and-seek without fear of running into little ghosts. "Some have snacks," and ate the tributes. “Everyone had a great day and left reluctantly. The classmates all said: ‘We will come here again next spring.

'"Aren't you full enough to hold up?

『二』Children's fun stories are naughty

Good

Our childhood friends in the 1970s At the gathering at Tianxin Pavilion, everyone talked and laughed, reminisced about the past, and lamented the ruthlessness of the years. When I reached middle age, my childhood memories seemed to be right in front of me. Whose water machine gun can shoot farther? When who took the longest time to pee, something incredible happened. Some friends said they couldn’t remember it clearly, and some simply said it didn’t happen, saying that my memory deceived me. I clearly remember why this happened. Am I confused? Impossible, absolutely impossible. In the end, everyone decided not to pursue the matter because no one could tell. Just mix tea and eat at the same time to see who can last until the end to go to the bathroom. Haha, I won again. I was the second to last one in the competition on the city wall. In my memory, I was also ranked among the top three. Okay. Let’s stop talking and let’s go back to the interesting childhood stories of my Lord Tianxin

Daoxiang Villa

In the early 1950s, my elder was 5 years old and our family rented it. I live in Lord Tianxin's Daoxiang Villa on the ancient rice field. According to the words of old Changsha people, Daoxiang Villa is actually a mansion (in my memory, this mansion seems to be the property of the famous owner of Changsha Jinxing, Yu Taihua, oh, I forgot to tell you that my uncle and my father were both master silversmiths before liberation). On the left and right sides of the entrance door are fish ponds, which are actually fire prevention pools, then the patio, then the hall, and on the right is the kitchen. (Looking back now, The aroma wafting out of the kitchen during the Spring Festival made me salivate). There was a shell button machine in the hall, which was used to make shirt buttons. There were: our family, my uncle's family, Luo Ganma's family, and anyone else. I can’t remember my family. Luo Ganma was a provincial doctor (nurse?) and had a daughter older than me. Later I only learned that Sister Luo worked in a large state-owned enterprise in Xiangtan (Sister Luo, if you see this article, please contact me. Okay). The dusk in the evening is my happiest moment. In those days, there was no brick wall in the section of Tianxin Pavilion next to the ancient rice fields. There was only a section of bamboo fence. On summer nights, dragonflies would rest on the bamboo fence when they were tired of flying. , was the best time for me to ask my father to help catch the dragonfly, and then used a string to let it fly. This miniature kite flew and flew under the guidance of the string. I was so happy that I patted and chased it with my little hands. These dragonflies were tied to the car buckle, and in the end these little lives were inseparable from the tragic fate of being eaten by mice. (Now that I think about how cruel I was at that time, little dragonfly, please forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant. Pinning your own happiness on the lives of little innocent people) But childhood is childhood after all, and we can’t look at it from the perspective of today. Who among us kids didn’t take it out when watching the ants move? The chickens flooded the Seventh Army, and how many innocent little lives were lost in the hands of little urchins like us? Back then, there was a small creek to the north of Tianxin Pavilion, with clear spring water flowing out from the cracks in the rocks, and the setting sun in the morning breeze. From time to time, we children played by the stream, watching the translucent water constantly scouring and colliding with the rocks beside the ditch, and strings of silvery white waves flying in the small whirlpool. Our little minds were also thinking about it. Where did you go, little flowing water? Will you come back to play with me, beating water droplets? Sometimes I could not move in my mind but watched for several hours. When the adults came to ask for dinner, I took them home and cursed in a soft voice, "I'm crazy again, I'm dumbfounded again." But at such a young age, I I am always being led by an adult while turning my head from time to time to look back at my flowing pearls. My young and young concerns are vaguely surging in my body and mind... Back then, there was a section to the north of Tianxin Pavilion without a brick wall. There was a small ditch where many wild leeks and wild onions grew... It was a good place for us to try new things without spending money, and it was also a good place for us little kids to play. The unknown wildflowers that bloom in spring surprise us, the unknown insects make us want to catch them but are afraid of them, and the flying colorful butterflies make us chase them so hard that we don’t want to go back all day long. To the right of the entrance to the mansion is an open space the size of several football fields. Among the knee-high weeds are a few scorched earth from bomb craters left after the war. There are gravel and dead branches rolling down everywhere. You can walk around at will. Rats scurry and hares gallop.

It was my father and uncle who worked together to reclaim this neglected and barren land into several large pieces of flat land, including a large vegetable garden. By the way, "these lands were reclaimed by our fathers sixty years ago." A piece of land. Sixty years later, if you own dozens of acres of land next to Tianxin Pavilion for real estate development, wouldn’t it become a golden land? I’m afraid Forbes will be busy asking for his signature. Of course, this is even more childish than a child. nonsense". When the melons and vegetables are ripe and falling, the scene of us little friends stretching out our little hands to pick melons and eat them under the cucumber shed is still very clear in our minds; this is also our favorite time, the sky is so blue and the white clouds are rolling in all kinds of colors. All kinds of animals, human figures, etc. are so white and translucent. (Really, I always felt that the sky when I was a child was so bright and bright blue, and the white clouds were also so bright and bright white. It is not like the sky now that always has a grayish look. Feeling, is this what people call environmental pollution? Alas! People are so sorry for themselves). Under the sunshine and the breeze blowing, the fathers told stories about children from ancient times to the present, including Sima Guang who smashed a vat to save his children, his mother-in-law who devoted herself to serving the country with tattoos, and calligrapher Wang Shi who practiced calligraphy since he was a child, even using the water to polish his ink. More than a dozen large tanks, etc. The most puzzling thing is that a man named Luo Gan actually became a minister-level official in his teens? When I was a child, I was stupid and liked to make wild guesses. Why did I have to find a brick to throw at it? Picking up a random stone would be much more unpleasant. It takes so much time to save people! How many years does it take to grind so much ink? I'm afraid that a child will grow into an adult before he can practice calligraphy... But after all, how much enlightenment in life has been moistened into the heart drop by drop. Benefit life. Summer and autumn are coming, and the harvest of the crocodile flower will bring us more happiness later, because its flowers and seeds are a kind of medicine. The flowers clear away heat and stop bleeding, and the seeds clear the liver and improve eyesight. Every time they are sent to Ma Wang's pharmacy, they are exchanged for money. Later, my father would give each of us a fragrant meat bun in the bun shop. That kind of satisfaction and happiness cannot be expressed in words. Time flies. I grew up in ignorance, and I grew up in ignorance. Gradually bid farewell to the naive childhood. Worry-free childhood, happy childhood, who do you ask? Everyone’s childhood is happy, because with the radiance of father’s love and mother’s love shining on us, we are not afraid of wind and rain. Memories are sweet, but also sad. A child wants to be filial but his parents are not there. This is the greatest tragedy in life. There is nothing more painful and helpless than this. My parents in heaven, how are you? I am thinking about you and thinking about you day and night. The years are passing by, and there is no way we can do anything about the frustrations in life. Life continues and we should be happy every day. This is what each of us should do. After renting for a year, our family moved to Daodeli Lane (my uncle’s family moved to Shuiyuelin, and my godmother’s family lived somewhere else). Although we were far away from the ancient rice fields, we were still within the vicinity of Tianxin.

『三』Tell me about the naughty things you did in childhood

There are so many! Such as scaring my mother, throwing eggs downstairs when seeing someone coming, playing the role of Princess Pearl with my friend, blowing up my friend's grandma's house, giving petty nicknames...

『四』Tell me about your experience of being beaten when you were naughty

When you were a kid, you were playing with gasoline picked up outside and almost burned down the house. That was the hardest beating I ever received, and it was a mixed doubles match.

"Wu" When I was a child, I was very naughty. 500-word essay

Now, when I think of that incident, I want to laugh, but when I think of my father, I glared at me because of that incident. , I couldn’t laugh anymore.

When I was eight years old, my father took me to my aunt’s house to play. As soon as I arrived at my aunt’s house, my father and aunt started chatting. I took my cousin to the yard and was having fun. Suddenly, a yellow The shadow flew past my eyes with a "swish". At this time, I walked over and took a look. It turned out that there was a hornet's nest here. At this time, I asked my cousin to get me a longer stick. My cousin took it After getting the stick, he handed it to me. I took the stick and gently poked the honeycomb. There was no movement in the hornet's nest, so I poked again.

When there was still no movement, I became bolder. I took the stick and pushed the first bucket hard, and the hornet's nest fell. I was very happy, but what was not good was that the wasps came out of the hornet's nest at this time, like one by one. The fighter jet rushed towards me fiercely. I was so frightened that I quickly ran into the main room and escaped the wasp's pursuit. However, my cousin who was standing watching was so frightened that she ran away and turned back. Huang Feng hit the tree with a "thud". Huang Feng saw that his cousin fainted and paused for a while before the wasps dispersed. After that, I helped my cousin up. Unexpectedly, my cousin's head was broken and she was in great pain. I cried loudly, and my cousin’s voice attracted my aunt and uncle. My aunt cried sadly when she saw her cousin was injured like this, and my father glared at me fiercely after seeing my cousin’s “miserable condition”. I was frightened. I didn't dare to raise my head. At this time, my aunt gathered her strength, picked up her sister, and went to the hospital to bandage her.

Teacher, do you think I am naughty?

『Lu』 I am looking for an IELTS speaking sample essay about a naughty and naughty incident in my childhood. Urgent! ! !

Well, you know, in my childhood, I was really a naughty boy and I did a lot of naughty things, such as breaking the neighbor's windows because of my poor football skills, beating other people's pet dogs to see them bark around the yard, disguising myself as ghosts to scare other children, and so on. (For example) Even now when I recall those naughty things, *** iles may still arise on my face. But here, I would like to talk about a naughty thing I did to my grandfather, because in the end I was praised because of my bad behavior.

When I was 9 years old, it was the first summer holiday that I had as a student, my parents sent me to the countryside to live with my grandpa, coz they were too busy to take care of me in the daytime. Not like many other grandpas who may spoil their grandchildren, my grandpa was quite demanding on me. You know , I was only 9 years old, but ring that summer holiday, he often asked me to go to the farmland with him to do the farming, even in the hot sunshine. And so I tried my best to avoid doing the labor. One day , together with my grandpa (insert), we planted corns in the filed. My grandpa was ahead, digging holes for me to cast the corn seeds inside. And he worked so hard that he g the holes faster than I could sow the seeds . In order to work less and try to finish the work quickly, I sowed much more seeds than were needed for one hole, and soon we ran out of corn seeds. Although th

ere were still a lot of vacant holes, we had to finish the job and went back home. Yeah, not enough seeds. And I felt happy because my grandpa didn't find out my trick. Several weeks later, the corn plants sprouted. In some places, there were only a few, but in others, there were a lot. And I was not aware that my trick would be discovered later when they grew out. Fortunately, it happened that year we met a drought, and those sprouts did not grow well, even some of them died. My grandpa then divided some of the sprouts from those spare ones and planted them into those vacant holes. You know, my grandpa did not blame me for my trick, but praised about my “contribution ". He said: thank you boy, it is you that we could grow those corns so well in the field".

Well, my naughty behavior turned out to be a contribution. It was the only time that I got praise for my naughty behavior. Even now when I think about it, it's still a funny memory.

From Teacher Chen Yimin

"Qi" What naughty things did you do in your childhood?

? Make a house out of haystacks and live in it. I don’t know if you have ever done it. Every time when the farming season is busy, my friends and I will do these boring things. , sometimes even setting wildfires, and I was often beaten and scolded by my parents, but now that I think about it, it’s all the memories of my childhood. ?

『8』 When I was a child, I was very naughty. A 500-word essay

When I was a child, I was very naughty. When I was a child, there were endless stories, and one of them made me laugh. I still remember it vividly. I remember it was a day off, and my brother and I were at home. I was reading a book about experiments, and I saw one of the experimental articles saying: Use a knife to sharpen the soap, and then draw a few lines on the mirror. The marks will be as realistic as the cracks. Seeing this, I thought of a prank to play a joke on my parents and let them relax and forget about the fatigue of work. I told my brother this great plan, and he nodded in agreement. Then we started to implement the plan separately. My brother brought half a piece of soap, and I brought a knife. After a while, I sharpened the soap. We immediately started to take action. I took the soap and started "drawing" on the mirror at home. Soon, the mirror was "falling apart". After admiring our "masterpiece", my brother and I ran into the room to watch TV. After a while, the door clicked open. It turned out that my mother had come home from get off work.

My brother and I hid in the room and watched our mother's every move. As usual, we saw my mother go to the bedroom to hang up her clothes, and then went into the bathroom to wash her hands. "Yeah!" My mother screamed, startling my brother and me. My mother ran into my room and asked, "Why is the glass over there broken? Is it you who did it?" Seeing my mother's face suddenly turn from sunny to gloomy, I suppressed my laughter and pretended to be very innocent and said: " We have been watching TV and didn't hear the sound of broken glass." My brother nodded quickly and agreed. At this moment, my father came home from get off work, and my mother hurriedly told my father what had happened. My father frowned and walked back and forth in front of the mirror. Looking at his expression, you could tell that he was thinking, "Oh, I understand. You two are naughty, are you kidding me?" After hearing what my father said, my mother was confused and said, "What's wrong?" My father said calmly, "What if the mirror is really broken? , then the figure in the mirror is broken and cannot be pieced together, but the figure in this mirror is complete, which means that the mirror is not broken. There are just streaks of soap on the mirror, which create the illusion of fragmentation. "After listening to Dad's explanation, my brother and I immediately admired Dad's intelligence. My mother doubtfully wiped the mirror with her hand and wiped off some soap, and the broken area immediately healed. "Ah, it's soap! Okay, two little villains teamed up to lie to me." Mom pretended to be angry and came to catch us. We ran away quickly... Looking back on the past, how beautiful and evocative it was... … Childhood, like running water, is gone forever, but the interesting past events of childhood can never be forgotten. I remember one afternoon when I was 7 years old, I was sitting on the sofa reading a book alone. In the book "Little Magic", I saw an interesting game: use a sharpened soap bar to draw "" on the mirror. crack". I also want to try it out and scare my parents. So, I took a soap bar leftover from washing clothes, cut off a strip, and with a few strokes, I whittled the soap bar into a small crayon shape. While my mother was cleaning up in the small room, I quietly came to the big room, stood in front of the wardrobe mirror, held back my laughter, showed off my skills, and "swiped" twice, and two thin and long "cracks" really appeared on the mirror. Then, I quietly walked out of the big room, returned to the living room, and continued to watch my "Little Magic". When my mother came out of the small room, I immediately pretended to be anxious and said, "Mom, the glass on the wardrobe in the big room was broken for some reason?" When my mother came into the room, she became anxious and shouted at me: "Tingting, did you break it?" She looked at me with an interrogating look. "I don't know at all, I just found out." I tried my best to defend myself while holding back my laughter. "So, the mirror broke itself?" Mom became even more angry. "It's possible." I replied, snickering inwardly. At this time, dad came back. After hearing what his mother said, he looked at the mirror carefully, sometimes facing forward, sometimes back, and then burst out laughing. "What are you laughing at?" I asked. "You're a naughty little kid, you have so many tricks up your sleeves. You even deceived your mother." Dad said. Seeing that the matter had been exposed, I had no choice but to "explain" honestly. My mother laughed as she listened, pinched my cheek gently and said I was so naughty. I asked my dad: "How did you see the truth?" Dad said: "You only know that the lines drawn with soap look like cracks, but you don't know that if the mirror is really broken, the people reflected in the mirror will be staggered. I After looking in the mirror several times, the portraits are normal. Remember this principle and don’t be naughty again. "I was so naughty when I was a child. Now that I have grown up, I can’t help but laugh when I think about it. . When I was a child, I was a "pure" naughty egg: I put my mother's perfume on the flowers to add fragrance to them; I sprinkled toilet water on the windows to prevent mosquitoes from breaking in. There are many naughty things, and I will tell you today Say one thing. Shhh, keep your voice down and keep it a secret for me! When I was about five and a half years old, my grandfather lived in my house. He likes to play with me and keep me company. One morning, I suddenly thought, why not give my grandpa a braid? I found a comb, a red rubber band, and a small stool, and sat down next to my grandfather who was watching TV. I first combed the hair on the top of my grandfather's head, and imitated the way my mother combed my hair. I used the pointed end of the comb to pick up a large amount of hair. Grandpa’s hair is soft, white, and easy to manage. I combed my hair left and right, combing my hair together hard, and tied it into a small braid. Ah, that's almost it. I took out the rope and stretched it around and around.

"Ah, it hurts so much!" Grandpa said when he found out, "My dear granddaughter, please help me tie my pigtails!" I promised, "Yes, it will be fine after a while, just bear with it!" As I said, I used The hand tied the rope into a big bow. Grandpa has a braid on his head, like an ancient warrior. After I finished tying my pigtails, I played with other things, but Grandpa also forgot about it. After a while, grandpa went to buy groceries, and later I learned that he had been hurt badly by me. Passers-by kept laughing at him, and grandpa laughed too. Alas, when I think back to my childhood, I feel so naive and ignorant. , and there is a little bit of fun and warmth. Hope this helps! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"九" When I was a child, I was very naughty. Essay 500 words

Now, when I think of that incident, I want to laugh, but when I think of my father, I stare at him because of that incident. When I saw it, I couldn't stop laughing.

When I was eight years old, my father took me to my aunt’s house to play. As soon as I arrived at my aunt’s house, my father and aunt started chatting. I took my cousin to the yard and was having fun. Suddenly, a yellow The shadow flew past my eyes. At this time, I walked over and took a look. It turned out that there was a hornet's nest here. At this time, I asked my cousin to get me a longer stick. My cousin got it. After picking up the stick, he handed the stick to me. I took the stick and gently poked the honeycomb. There was no movement in the hornet's nest, so I poked again. When there was still no movement, I became bolder. I took the stick and pushed the first bucket hard, and the hornet's nest fell. I was very happy, but what was not good was that the wasps came out of the hornet's nest at this time, like one by one. The fighter jet rushed towards me fiercely. I was so frightened that I quickly ran into the main room and escaped the wasp's pursuit. However, my cousin who was standing watching was so frightened that she ran away and turned back. Huang Feng hit the tree with a "thud". Huang Feng saw that his cousin fainted and paused for a while before the wasps dispersed. After that, I helped my cousin up. Unexpectedly, my cousin's head was broken and she was in great pain. I cried loudly, and my cousin’s voice attracted my aunt and uncle. My aunt cried sadly when she saw her cousin was injured like this, and my father glared at me fiercely after seeing my cousin’s “miserable condition”. I was frightened. I didn't dare to raise my head. At this time, my aunt gathered her strength, picked up her sister, and went to the hospital to bandage her.

Teacher, do you think I am naughty?

『Shi』What was the most naughty and mischievous thing in your childhood?

When we were young, in elementary school, the restrooms used to be squatting, with the women’s restroom behind us. As long as there were girls, When my classmates went to the toilet, we would throw bricks into the cesspit. As a result, there was a female teacher in there. After being beaten, we strictly investigated and found out that I was beaten with a bamboo pole by my father. This is the one I remember deeply.