Who can write the composition "Stupid Childhood" with about 600 words?

If you think back, everyone did some stupid things in childhood, which is not surprising, because childhood is naive and often takes fantasy as reality. It is not necessarily a fool who does stupid things. The difference between smart people and stupid people is that smart people will change after doing stupid things and learn some truth from them, while stupid people will make mistakes repeatedly and foolishly forever.

I did a lot of stupid things when I was a child, but now I can't help laughing when I think about it.

Chasing "fart"

When I was five or six years old, I had a strange hobby: I liked to smell gasoline. I think the best smell in the world is gasoline, which is much more wonderful than Green Star brand toilet water. Among the smells of gasoline, I like to smell the exhaust gas from cars best. So when I walk with adults, I always try to inhale through my nose. When a car passes by, the feeling in my nose is really wonderful. Once I went out with my brother, he found that I had been inhaling through my nose and asked, "What are you doing?" I replied, "I'm chasing the gas released by cars." My brother smiled and said, "This is car fart. Why are you chasing fart? " My brother and I laughed back and forth for a long time on the road.

Laughing and laughing, but my strange hobby is still the same, and I still love to smell the gas emitted by cars. Because it is very convenient, you just need to inhale hard with your nose when you walk on the road. Later, I felt that the smell of gasoline in the air was too weak and fleeting, and it always smelled bad, so I always wanted to have fun. Finally came up with a way. Once, a motorcycle stopped at the entrance of my alley. There is a thick exhaust pipe at the rear of the motorcycle. When the machine is started, black viscous oil and gas will be ejected. I think it will smell very enjoyable if it is closer to that exhaust pipe. I waited patiently in the alley. After a while, the owner of the motorcycle came. When he was sitting on the motorcycle and ready to leave, I quickly got down on the ground and waited with my nose close to the exhaust pipe outlet. Of course, the owner of the motorcycle did not find a child lying on the ground behind him. He only stepped on a few feet, and the motorcycle roared out like an arrow. As for me, I almost fainted lying on the side of the road.

I'll never forget the feeling of that moment-as the machine crashed, a cloud of black smoke came and wrapped me up. There is no wonderful smell at all, only a pungent, almost suffocating strange smell gets into my eyes, nostrils, mouth, my brain and my insides. I cry and cough. I just feel dizzy and dark, and I want to vomit everything in my stomach ... Oh, my God, is this the smell of gasoline I am obsessed with! When I caught my breath on the ground, I saw several people around me looking at me and laughing, as if looking at a funny clown. Later, my face was blackened by the violent jet of oil and gas, and I looked embarrassed and funny. ...

From then on, I began to hate the smell of gasoline, and gradually realized that anything done too much would become ridiculous.

Prison ant

When I was a child, I thought that all animals in the world could be raised by people, and all animals could be raised from small to large. Just like people, babies less than a foot long in the cradle can always grow into giants with indomitable spirit. Even ants are no exception. I sang in the song "Little ants love to work and are busy all day", so I have special feelings for ants on the ground. I often lie in the corner or on the side of the road and carefully observe their activities, watch them queue up to deliver food and move, and fight with reptiles and flying insects countless times older than them ... When I was about five years old, one day my sister and I suddenly had a whim: Why can't we keep ants in glass bottles? Raise them like chickens and ducklings, give them food and drink, and they will grow bigger than crickets and slugs.

This matter is not complicated. Find a glass medicine bottle with a lid, and then catch the ants in the bottle. We catch fifteen ants at a time and then tighten the bottle cap. In this way, these fifteen ants have a clean and tidy new home. My sister and I watched the ants in the bottle with great interest. They kept shaking the two tentacles on their heads and hurried up and down in the bottle as if looking for something. I thought they were probably hungry, so I unscrewed the bottle cap and put some rice grains in it, but they were not interested and still ran in the bottle in a panic. They must be shouting in their language, but I can't hear them ... The first thing I did when I got up the next morning was to look at the ants in the glass bottle. I saw the fifteen ants lying quietly at the bottom of the bottle, motionless. They are all dead. My sister and I were very sad for a long time, and after thinking for a long time, we came to the conclusion that ants died of suffocation because the medicine bottle was airtight. Now that I think about it, it is more likely that the medicine in the bottle killed the little ant. )

Now that the reason has been found, new methods will follow. I found a matchbox to build a new house for ants. Afraid that they would suffocate again, I ordered my sister to punch a few small holes in the matchbox with a pin for ventilation. It's already late autumn, and the weather is a little cold. My sister has a new worry: "It's very cold in the matchbox, and the little ants will freeze to death!" " "Yes, do something. In the eyes of my sister, my brother, who is one year older than her, is omnipotent. I really figured out a way: take some straw out of the straw nest to keep warm and cut it open in the matchbox with scissors, so that our ant guests will have a fresh, breathable and warm separation. My sister and I caught some ants and put them in a matchbox. We also put some biscuit crumbs. We believe that ants will like this new home. Unfortunately, they can't be observed outside like glass bottles. But you can listen with your ears, stick a matchbox to your ears and hear their footsteps. These rustles are so slight that you must listen calmly in the dead of night. In this tiny voice, I have had many wonderful reverie. I seem to see those happy little ants growing up. They have beautiful wings, like a group of majestic crickets. ...

However, our experiment failed. In less than two days, all the ants in the matchbox escaped without a trace. I finally understand that ants don't want to be locked up. They would rather work hard in corners, roadsides and fields than enjoy themselves in the comfort zone set for them. For them, nothing is more precious than a free life.

Jump into the river

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, I climbed the concrete bridge fence of Suzhou Creek Bridge. I stood so high, and the swift river ran seven or eight meters under my feet. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, ready to jump, but my feet trembled a little. ...

Someone was whispering behind my back-

"Oh, so high, higher than diving pool's platform! Does the child dare to jump? "

"Courage is not small!"

"Look, he's a little scared."

There is nothing lacking in the discussion. It has reached my ears. So I close my eyes and take a deep breath. ...

This is the first grade of junior high school. During the summer vacation, I often go swimming in the Huangpu River or Suzhou Creek with a group of friends in the hutong. One day, I saw several handsome boys standing on the bridge fence of Suzhou River and diving in turn. They danced beautifully, amazingly and enviably. I suddenly want to have a try. They can jump. Why can't I? When my friends knew what I thought, they all expressed doubts. They don't believe that I have such courage. I was in a hurry and swore, "Look at this, I won't jump. My surname is Zhao! " "Seeing that I am so serious, several children who are very close to me are also worried about me. They said, "Well, we believe you dare to jump. You can't really jump! " "If you eat a big board ("eating a big board "means that when you fall into the water from high altitude, your body is in contact with the horizontal line, which is extremely dangerous), it is no joke! "But no one can stop my determination anymore. When I climbed up the bridge fence, my friends were very worried about me, and some of them didn't even dare to look and hid far away. ...

However, when I stand on the high bridge fence, I am really scared, especially when I look down at the running water under the bridge, I just feel dizzy. Before that, I had never jumped more than one meter high. Now I'm going to jump into the water from seven or eight meters high without any preparation and training. It's a little risky. If you "insert a candle" and jump in an upright position, it will be less dangerous, but it will definitely be teased. My head fell into the water first. I'm not sure at all … I hesitated for a few seconds. Hearing the comments of the onlookers behind me, I suddenly got up my courage: my head fell into the water first!

I closed my eyes and jumped. But the result was very bad, because I was so nervous that I curled up when I fell into the water, and my back was hard and stiff by the water, and I almost lost consciousness. When struggling to swim ashore, I found a big piece of red on my back. However, this extremely unpretentious jump taught me how to keep my balance.

"I can't do this jump. I'll jump again. " When my friends crowded in, I gasped and announced my decision. No matter how they dissuaded me, I climbed up the bridge fence again. I danced twice again. Although I can't see my posture when I fell into the water, from the admiration of my partners and the eyes of onlookers, I succeeded in my last two falls into the water.

My parents and school teachers never knew that I swam in the river, let alone that I dared to jump into the river from the bridge. They may not believe that such a gentle and kind student, always immersed in books, would make such an adventure that only urchins would do. However, I did it, bolder than an urchin.

It seems a bit foolish and unworthy to take such a risk to be brave for a while, but I have established the belief that I can do whatever I want. As we grow older, this creed becomes clearer and clearer. Although there have been failures and setbacks in the future, I have never given up my ideals and goals easily.