An interesting and humorous composition in childhood.

In my childhood memory, when I mentioned my father, I couldn't help thinking of the word fishing. Dad is not good at sports, but he has a special liking for fishing. He can have a friendship with fish: he often fishes and catches fish. So in this atmosphere, I also like fishing.

I have fished more than ten times in my childhood, but what I remember most is the time when a family of three went fishing in the suburbs.

The fish pond is very big, and there are many categories, but after picking and choosing, I chose a more affordable carp pond to set up my camp. Every fishing is a contest between my father and me, so after getting ready, the game begins. I stared at the distance, convinced that I definitely caught more fish than my father. So, I tried my best to suck the milk and threw it hard. The fishing rod with a whoosh went out in lightning speed and plunged into the water with a plop. The momentum scared a fish to death! Slowly, the float came up, and I thought to myself: which poor stupid fish will rush up? But ten minutes later, I didn't even see a bubble, so I raised my fishing rod dejectedly-there was a mistake! The bait is gone! Do fish also have advanced weapons and improved equipment, which are better than me? Or are fish morally corrupt? The kind that can be done by cheating and kidnapping? Hey! You should give Yumen an ideological education class before you go fishing next time. My mother saw that I was angry and looked at my father who was also empty-handed. She didn't do anything until she began to blow: "Stupid! I haven't been able to adjust one for such a long time. If I were you, all the fish in this lake would be hooked! "

As a result, either dad was stimulated, or he was lucky enough to put on a stupid fish (in short, it was not strength), but he caught a fish, which was not small! Mom started the father-son relationship again, and as a result, both of us were hit, but dad's hit played a positive role, and in a short time two or three more fish were added; And the blow I received had a negative effect. I forgot what the fish looked like and didn't take any bait.

There must be something wrong with mom's watch. How can two hours be faster than the blink of an eye? I'm leaving. Take a peek at dad's fish basket, five! It's a lie! It's definitely a lie! (Actually, it's nothing). I'm looking at mine. There aren't any. At the urging of my mother, my father began to close the pole. I still don't give up, clamoring for the last job. So, in the eyes of my parents, I left the last job behind and had no hope at all. I almost fell asleep looking at the floating fish due to the fluctuation of the lake. One minute-the water surface is as usual; Two minutes-the water surface is as usual; Three minutes-the water is as good as ever-and so on! Suddenly, the float began to sink at the speed of 3, light-years per second, so I lifted my spirits and subconsciously grabbed the fishing rod on the shelf. Half a second passed, and the float was still sinking, so I decided that it was not a fish testing the truth. I tried to mention: I thought it was a big fish, but the result was too hard. I directly lifted the fish out of the water and hung it in mid-air. It was a small crucian carp. Looking at it, I was stupid "two!" I called it out (anyone who has ever fished knows that the handle has two hooked lines). Kill two birds with one stone! It's the first time I've seen a pair of dumb fish. Mom and dad are also shocked, unprecedented and unheard of (at home)! Dad was shocked, too, which is really rare. At that time, I was flattered and kept exclaiming, and then I laughed at the sky and felt that I was too powerful. Although the total number of drops is not as good as that of dad, it is definitely better than dad's fishing. So I kept boasting about my genius along the way, and I was so happy that I got carried away.

The fishing is still fresh in my memory. Although I once caught 22 crucian carp at a time, the specific scene has gradually forgotten, and this encounter will never be forgotten. I loved fishing in my childhood, I like fishing now, and I will like fishing even more in the future. It seems that fish and my family have a deep friendship!

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Respondents: Lingxing Diandian-Tong Sheng Level 1 11-18 2:57

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Do you still need to teach this?

isn't your own childhood interesting?

Respondent: Lonely in Clear Water-Scholar Level 2 11-18 21:5

There is a lot to write, but the master can only give a hint here. For example, misreading "noon news" as "news between cows", sticking your tongue because of eating popsicles, mistaking the sound of alarm for truth, and so on. But it is better to recall your childhood carefully. In this case, you should write a golden childhood with real events.

Respondent: hanrenll-Magic Apprentice Level 1 11-18 21:9

Interesting childhood

Childhood is golden without impurities, and the interesting stories of childhood are the most powerful testimony.

when I was a child, I was most afraid of snakes, and my cousin, who is two years older than me in the country, loved to play with snakes. One summer, I went back to my hometown to visit my grandparents. One day, my cousin took me to a small pond to play. Suddenly, I saw a small snake, looking at me with vicious eyes, and my legs trembled with fear when my red tongue spat out. At this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that my grandmother once told me that I should not be afraid or run when I meet a snake. First, mess up your hair and never let her count it; Second, scare k with your tongue? Union? Mechanical speech? Young fold n ants and stalks? ⒙ 砣 釶 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 砐 37 Words? Coal-competing fans? The promise of resistance to trafficking is embarrassing. To the Yi law, before I knock on Na's speech? What is the responsibility of the "fat group"? Hey? What's wrong with you? Play? ① Men in the shelter industry, Mou Pangluan, and Lu Chu, a silkworm; Sakura in the suburbs according to the emblem station? Sword? Industry resistance to selling ⒙ legacy gadolinium mold? Dragging epilepsy d Tang Tao Huai Ju? Before the stranger, the Qiao industry is resistant to selling, and once it is a target, is it a tomb? Φ Φ Φ Φ? Is Na playing handsome and humble? Is the salt industry resistant to selling and running?

another time, I chased pigs like my grandmother. The dirty old sow is "humming" and I am holding a whip with great pride. I thought, if the pig wants to run, this young lady's whip will not spare you! Unexpectedly, this time the pig was very good, and immediately returned to the pigsty after eating. My plan fell through, and my hand was itchy. I made much ado about nothing and smoked at the pig. The old sow didn't smoke, but she smoked on the piglet, and the piglet squeaked. At this time, the old sow turned her head and rushed at me. I was so scared that I dropped my whip and ran to the house, shouting desperately: "Grandma!" " Grandma hurried out of the house and saw my mess. She smiled and said, "My darling, are you driving the pig or the pig driving you?" Feeling scared and ashamed, I plunged into grandma's arms.

Childhood is like a starry sky, and You Lan is beautiful; Childlike interest, like stars, illuminates the starry sky, making the originally dark starry sky shine a little.

childhood fun

Everyone's childhood is colorful, but what about me? The same is true. Next, let me talk about an interesting thing in my childhood!

During that time, Bao Qingtian was shown on TV, and my little cousin really liked Grandpa Bao. Because he is honest, upright, strict and resourceful. My little cousin is in a mood every day: I want to be grandpa Bao, I want to be grandpa Bao ... Cousin laughs at him: "Why is Bao crying? If you want to be a contractor, you must be strong and not cry. If you cry again, you can't be a Bao Gong! " This move is really clever. My little cousin stopped crying at once, but he dared not. Two days later, my cousin, two years younger than my cousin, came crying and said to me, "Sister, sister, someone hit me." I had a brainwave and got it. Isn't cousin joking about being a Bao Gong? This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it! "Don't cry, cousin don't cry. If someone bullies you, you should beat the drums and complain. " After that, I found a drum and a stick and handed it to my cousin. Then, I called my cousin up and said to him, "Today, Bao Gong took office. You are Bao Gong. If someone beats the drum to express their grievances, you should immediately go to court!" Hearing this, my cousin immediately sat in the high-backed chair I prepared for him, picked up my pencil-box as a gavel, and struck it hard. (My poor pencil-box) "Ascend to the hall!" "Wei ... Wu ..." I don't know when, my cousin has stood by and acted as your honour elder sister. "Bring the offender." Cousin said. Cousin dragged and dragged, and called the younger brother next door. "pa!" 1, (startled me), "bold little man, on the court, don't kneel down!" " The younger brother next door is quite wronged: "Why should I kneel?" "Well ... forget it, stand." The cousin said to the cousin, "If you have any grievances, come clean." "He robbed me and hit me, which made me fall." "Don't move quickly?" "I didn't mean to. I borrowed her toy car, but she wouldn't, so I grabbed it and pushed him ..." "This official has learned the truth. Somebody, take the prisoner down and hit 2 boards." Hearing this, the younger brother next door plopped down on his knees and said, "Lord Bao, I won't dare again." "I miss your first offense, and this official lightly punishes you for sweeping the floor for three days, and apologizes in person. There must be no mistakes." "Zha." "Ha ha ha ha ....." Everyone is looking at us.

Actually, I've been hiding under the table and my cousin is talking, otherwise ...

I can't believe it's so interesting to play Bao Gong for my cousin.

Interesting childhood stories

Like colorful flowers, like white clouds floating freely in the sky, like a river with a clear bottom, like a dream of laughter-childhood. Let me take off the biggest and brightest "star" in my childhood and tell you a story.

When I was a child, there were many kinds of goldfish in the big fish tank at home. Some of them had bulging eyes like wearing a pair of glasses. Some fish scales are shining like wearing a flowery dress ... These goldfish are so cute! I always like to "race" with my chubby little face against the goldfish bowl, or stare at the goldfish's eyes with my eyes. At this time, the goldfish always stops and suddenly swims away. At this time, I will definitely laugh.

once, grandma took some green "little peas". as soon as I saw them, I immediately said, "where did grandma come from?" "Is this for goldfish?" Grandma said while feeding the fish to the goldfish, I clamored for grandma: "I want to feed, I want to feed!" " Grandma said angrily, "Wait until our Xin Xin grows up," and I pouted, unconvinced.

It was a godsend. One day, grandma was cooking in the kitchen, and I played with the little goldfish. "You seem to have lost weight. It's my treat today." I had a whim. I also want to feed the goldfish. "Dinner!" I stood on the chair and shouted, "Grandma usually feeds you so little. It's my treat this time. You should eat more!" " Just as I picked up a handful of fish and went to the aquarium, grandma came out: "Why do you feed so many things to goldfish?" You will make them die! "I spit spit tongue, red face smiled, grandma also smiled.

childhood, how nostalgic! But it is like a dandelion petal, drifting away from me ...