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Writing interesting things about childhood is actually writing about "silly" things in childhood. Think about what stupid things you did when you were a child?

Materials for interesting childhood things:

1 .Reaching for salt (because I dropped the salt on the ground and wanted to wash it like rice!)

2. I accidentally swallowed orange seeds in my stomach. I was young and ignorant and thought that the seeds would sprout in my stomach. But don't dare to eat, afraid to eat is to fertilize the seeds, and to drink water is to water the seeds!

3. Build a snowman and have a snowball fight

4. Raising small animals

Interesting things about childhood

Everyone has a childhood, and interesting things about childhood are like the various shells on the seaside, which sparkle and exude in the company of the sea water. The colorful brilliance is endless. And now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand. It is also one of my most unforgettable childhood fun.

I remember when I was a child , there is an orange tree planted in my yard that was planted with me when I was born. I often use a knife to carve a mark on the tree trunk, and measure whether I have grown taller every day. Looking at the horizontal lines, I really hope that I will grow taller soon. Grow taller. One day, I suddenly found that I was shorter than the mark. Oh my God! Did I grow upside down? I was so scared that I quickly ran to ask my mother: "Mom, why have I become shorter when other friends have grown taller?" My mother quickly put down the work around me, put me on the chair and asked: "Why is this so? Say it!" I quickly jumped off the chair, took my mother's hand, pulled her into the yard and pointed, "I use a knife to carve my height on the tree every day, but today when I came to carve, the height I carved before was different. It's below the line." I said while pointing out the two horizontal lines on the tree. After listening to my words, my mother looked at the tree again. After being silent for two minutes, she burst out laughing inexplicably, laughing so hard that she couldn't even straighten up. Come, with tears streaming down my face, I patted my head as I stared at her blankly and said, "Idiot, it's not that you have become shorter, it's that the tree has grown taller. Don't do such stupid things in the future." I suddenly realized that it wasn't. I was shorter, but the tree was taller. After that, I happily went to play with the chickens. I really didn’t know what stupid things I would do to the chickens again...

Ha ha! Have fun! My childhood was like this. There were a lot of silly and interesting things, such as bathing the snow doll, shaving my eyebrows... It was just so many interesting things and silly things that made up that colorful childhood, a happy childhood, and a nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am no longer so stupid. I believe that the interesting things in childhood will become the most beautiful memories in my life.

Little Pheasant

At that time, I often followed my friends to the mountains to collect firewood. I remember one time when we went up the mountain, everyone was digging in the bushes. Some inspect pine cones, others inspect branches. Everyone was shouting and making noise on the mountain, and our shouts and laughter echoed throughout the valley. Wherever we make trouble, the birds fly everywhere. Our group of noisy ghosts broke the tranquility of the mountain.

Just when we were having fun, I suddenly saw a group of chickens. It should be said that it was a hen with a group of chicks, running away in a hurry. I was shocked, why are there chickens here? I saw that the hen looked a bit like grandma's reed chicken, except that it was smaller, about the size of a broiler. Followed by six or seven chicks. I was so excited that I couldn't speak. I just kept shouting: "Chicken", "Chicken".

My cousin quickly ran over and asked: "What's the matter?" I pointed at the chicken that had fled far away and said, "There are chickens there." The brother ran over to catch the chicken in three steps and two steps at a time, but only caught one chick. Tell me to hold it and don't let the chicken get away. I nodded and looked at the chick in my hands, not to mention how happy I was. This chick is so cute. Its small body is only as big as an egg and has a bit of gray fluff. It was in my hand, struggling constantly, making chirping sounds from its mouth. I was worried that the chicken would escape from my hands, so I held it tightly. Who knew that after a short time, the chick stopped moving and closed its eyes. "The chicken is dead"? ! This idea suddenly came to my mind, and I quickly put the chicken on the ground and started crying loudly.

My brother came over again and asked me what was going on. I said the chicken was dead.

"Dead? Where is it?" I pointed my hand towards the place where the chickens were, "Hey!" My brother looked at it and saw where the chickens were. "Strange! I just put it here, why is it gone all of a sudden?" We looked everywhere but couldn't find the chicken. I felt very frustrated.

Looking back now, in fact, every animal has the desire to survive. By pretending to be dead, it not only regained its own life, but also regained its freedom.

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Answer: 540064729 - Beginner Disciple Level 1 11-23 23:04

“Childhood dreams, Colorful dreams; childhood songs, happy songs; a string of childhood footprints; a pile of childhood stories. "Does this song remind you of your beautiful childhood life? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as bright as the stars. My childhood was wonderful, and there are many things worth remembering...

As long as I can remember, my aunt’s class has raised two chicks. Whenever I have time, I go to my aunt’s class to see the chicks. , I don’t know how long it took, the two chicks gradually grew up, and after a long time, the hen laid eggs, and the chicks were about to hatch from the eggs. After 21 days, you could hear the cry of chicks, and saw This situation, hearing this voice. I think the chicken is so pitiful. Please help the chicken when the hen and rooster are not at home. The opportunity finally came...

That day, the hen went to find food for the chicks, but the naughty rooster was not at home and ran out to play. When my aunt wasn't paying attention, I picked up an egg, held it in my hand and stroked it gently, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid, chick, you will come to the world in a while." After saying that, I no longer hesitated, After peeling an egg, a chick with residual heat and eyes that had not opened was "born". It looked at me and called twice as if to say: "Thank you for letting me come to this world as soon as possible." "I was so happy that I peeled off the second one. When I peeled off the fourth one, the hen came back. When she saw the baby that I was "bullying" the snake, she gave me a bite, and blood suddenly flowed out. When I came out, I went to look for my aunt in tears. My aunt didn't say anything to me. Instead, she said dumbfoundedly: "Little fool, chickens won't be born until a certain time! If you deliver them like this, they will die." After listening, I hurriedly said I ran to see the chicks, and sure enough, the chicks I had just "delivered" were almost dead, while the ones I had not "delivered" all survived. I regretted it so much, but it was too late...

Although it has been a long time since this incident, and although I was still young and ignorant, this incident has always spurred me to move forward courageously and never Back away.

Childhood is a sea of ??joy. On the beach of memories, there are countless shells, some are gray, reminding people of a sad past; some are bright, reminding people of interesting childhood events. I was looking for the most beautiful shell on the shore of memories, and ah, I found it...

At that time, I was only six years old, an age where I have a special liking for birthdays. I like celebrating birthdays because I get to eat a big cake, and an interesting thing happened that time:

After a busy morning, I finally got to eat the cake I had been waiting for! Look, the cake is big and round, covered with pure white cream, and filled with various cream flowers. It seems to be smiling at me, so cute! "Happy Birthday" was also written on the cake with red jam. Under the candlelight, the cake really makes me salivate! I can't wait to eat it.

Finally got it! A large piece of cake was held in my hand. I took a big bite, ah, it's so delicious! My sister suddenly laughed. This smile made me confused. When I looked in the mirror, haha, I rubbed a piece of cream on my nose, like a clown! I couldn't help but laugh. My sister doesn't like cream, and she was just thinking about what to do. Suddenly she saw the cream on my nose, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said with a smile, "Sister, come here!" I strode over without even thinking about it. My sister asked me to sit down, and she brought me a plate with my favorite cream in it. I thought she was going to give it to me, so I opened my mouth wide. "Pop", a cool thing stuck to my forehead, then my face and chin. I knew it was cream, so I stretched out my tongue to lick it, but I heard a burst of laughter.

Whenever winter comes, the goose-feather-like heavy snow falls from the sky, one after another, in clusters, like silver flowers and white butterflies. Looking between the sky and the earth, I can only see snowflakes flying, like flower petals blown to the ground, flying one after another; like seven fairies scattering flowers, flying all over the sky. Standing in the snow is like squatting on a cotton gin, only to see countless cotton wadding flowers blowing towards you, covering you with pure white flowers.

When I woke up in the morning, the wind calmed down and the snow stopped. Opening the door, a white cold light dazzled people. So, my brother, cousin, and I picked up shovels and built a snowman in the yard. He had a white body, a round head, black eyes made of briquettes, and a nose made of cotton, which was still pointing up! My cousin painted the snowman’s mouth with red ink again, grinning, and laughing at us! The younger brother used a piece of red paper to make a beautiful hat for the snowman. The snowman suddenly became more impressive! The snowman was piled up, and there was another big battle. My cousin threw a snowball and attacked me while I wasn't paying attention. Fortunately, he didn't hit it. When I fought back against my cousin, he had already been hit by his brother's snowball. The snowball drew a picture on the top of my cousin's head. At this time, the yard was filled with laughter. The cousin was not convinced and picked up the snowball to attack his younger brother. After repeated attacks, the laughter in the yard became even louder.

How interesting childhood is! Fun childhood stories bring me joy, childhood is so good.

Interesting Stories from Childhood

Childhood is colorful, like beautiful shells on the beach; childhood is carefree, like wandering dolls playing around all day long; childhood is innocent and sweet , like clear spring water in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing.

I remember it was when I was four or five years old. Once, my grandma gave me and Juju a high-end milk candy that made people drool at the sight. Greedy Cat" was so happy that she was really elated.

Neither of us wants to eat it. I said, "Shall we eat?" "Okay, let's eat together!" Juju agreed. I was quick with my hands and feet and took it apart in one or two strokes. I took out the candy and stretched my neck to look at Juju's. When I saw her candy, I became anxious:

"Yours is bigger than mine!"

"Where? Mine is missing a little!"

"Humph, mine melted!"

"Your color is thicker and you have more milk!"

"..."

We fought over each other There is no result, and everyone feels that they have suffered a loss. But as soon as he said he wanted to switch, he turned around quickly, and no one wanted to do it. We started eating sweets, "1, 2, 3!" We ate it together. Wow! So sweet, so fresh, so fragrant! After eating for a while, I said, "Take it out and see if you are bigger than me!" "Okay!" Juju said, putting the candy on the tip of her tongue like a pug. I also stuck out my tongue like she did, but she said she couldn't see clearly, so I had to put half of the candy on the tip of my tongue, and try my best to stick my tongue out. At this time, a puppy happened to get under my feet. I couldn't dodge and the candy on my tongue accidentally fell to the ground. What a coincidence. I rushed forward with my right foot facing the candy. Alas. Yeah, what should I do? It was too late, but it was too late. Before I could recover, my foot had already stepped on the "baby". I was really anxious and angry: "You stinky dog, rotten dog, dead dog!" I kicked the dog in the belly, and the dog was so frightened that he ran away quickly. I raised my feet and broke off the candy stuck to the soles with my hands. I looked left and right, reluctant to throw them away. "Throw it away. Do you still want to eat it?" Juju said sarcastically to me. My two sugar-covered hands rubbed together involuntarily, and my eyes stared at Juju's mouth, just to let me take a look at the toffee. I kept swallowing my saliva, wishing she would spit out the candy and bite half of it for me to eat. I couldn't watch it anymore, I just felt my nose was sore, and tears flowed down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat...candy...I want to eat...candy..."

Now, Father Time has arrived and has taken childhood away in a hurry. I won't worry about a piece of candy like before, let alone cry. Thanks to Father Time, because he compiled childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book and printed it in our hearts.

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Answer: w553604923 - Beginner Disciple Level 11-25 17:30

This is the 'Childhood Fun Facts' I found online for your reference

Childhood is happy, childhood is beautiful. My childhood was very happy.

It was a Saturday afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and I just went downstairs to play. I gathered together my good friends Zhu Yu, Hu Xiao, and Cai Li Ningjie. I made a shooting gesture, and they nodded and agreed to play "anti-terrorism." We pretended to be two "thieves" and two "policemen" respectively, and the guns were replaced by small wooden sticks.

In the first game, I will be a "thief" first. To run away first, my companion Hu Xiao and I ran to hide in a gate, waiting for the arrival of the "enemy"; but after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of anyone; I quietly said to Hu Xiao: "This wait will last forever. , I’ll go out to do some reconnaissance, but don’t leave here.” After saying that, I walked sneakily along the wall. Everywhere I went, I had to look carefully for fear of showing a little "fox tail". When I came to the corner of a building, suddenly a light step came towards me. I was anxious, fearing that the "police" would jump out and "shoot me to death". I looked around, trying to find a chance to escape, but it was too late. "Police officer" Zhu Yu rushed up to me and "dong, dong..." fiercely "shot" at me. When I returned to that gate to find Hu Xiao, he said to me dejectedly, "As soon as you left, Cai Li Ningjie rushed in and killed me." It turned out that the "police" had been keeping an eye on our movements, and when I left, they would use sneak attack tactics.

In the second set, we switched roles. , Hu Xiao and I held hands tightly and vowed to catch the "thief" and bring him to justice. We saw them take cover and start fighting. Just when we were in sight of victory, "Lolo, go home and eat!", I heard my mother calling loudly. Everyone stopped fighting, and I ran home helplessly. I don’t know how they are feeling at this time, but I still think in my heart that we will win this battle.

How? Have a happy childhood

(Girls can play too! It’s absolutely true!!!!)

“Childhood dreams are colorful dreams; childhood songs are joyful Song; a string of childhood footprints; a pile of childhood stories. "Does this song remind you of your beautiful childhood life?" In those colorful years, many things happened, not as bright as the stars. My childhood was wonderful, and there are many things worth remembering...

As long as I can remember, my aunt’s class has raised two chicks. Whenever I have time, I go to my aunt’s class to see the chicks. , I don’t know how long it took, the two chicks gradually grew up, and after a long time, the hen laid eggs, and the chicks were about to hatch from the eggs. After 21 days, you could hear the cry of chicks, and saw This situation, hearing this sound. I think the chicken is so pitiful. Please help the chicken when the hen and rooster are not at home. The opportunity finally came...

That day, the hen went to find food for the chicks, but the naughty rooster was not at home and ran out to play. When my aunt wasn't paying attention, I picked up an egg, held it in my hand and stroked it gently, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid, chick, you will come to the world in a while." After saying that, I no longer hesitated, After peeling an egg, a chick with residual heat and eyes that had not opened was "born". It looked at me and called twice as if to say: "Thank you for letting me come to this world as soon as possible." "I was so happy that I peeled off the second one. When I peeled off the fourth one, the hen came back. When she saw the baby that I was "bullying" the snake, she gave me a bite, and blood suddenly flowed out. When I came out, I went to find my aunt in tears. My aunt didn't say anything to me, but said in a dumbfounded way: "Little fool, chickens won't be born until a certain time! If you deliver them like this, they will die." After listening, I hurriedly said I ran to see the chicks, and sure enough, the chicks I had just "delivered" were almost dead, while the ones I had not "delivered" all survived. I regretted it so much, but it was too late...

Although it has been a long time since this incident, and although I was still young and ignorant, this incident has always spurred me to move forward courageously and never Back away.

Childhood is a sea of ??joy.

On the beach of memories, there are countless shells, some are gray, reminding people of a sad past; some are bright, reminding people of interesting childhood events. I was looking for the most beautiful shell on the shore of memories, and ah, I found it...

At that time, I was only six years old, an age where I have a special liking for birthdays. I like celebrating birthdays because I get to eat a big cake, and an interesting thing happened that time:

After a busy morning, I finally got to eat the cake I had been waiting for! Look, the cake is big and round, covered with pure white cream, and filled with various cream flowers. It seems to be smiling at me, so cute! "Happy Birthday" was also written on the cake with red jam. Under the candlelight, the cake really makes me salivate! I can't wait to eat it.

Finally got it! A large piece of cake was held in my hand. I took a big bite, ah, it's so delicious! My sister suddenly laughed, which made me baffled. When I looked in the mirror, haha, I rubbed a piece of cream on my nose, like a clown! I couldn't help but laugh. My sister doesn't like cream, and she was just thinking about what to do. Suddenly she saw the cream on my nose, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said with a smile, "Sister, come here!" I strode over without even thinking about it. My sister asked me to sit down, and she brought a plate with my favorite cream in it. I thought she was going to give it to me, so I opened my mouth wide. "Pop", a cool thing stuck to my forehead, then my face and chin. I knew it was cream, so I stretched out my tongue to lick it, but I heard a burst of laughter. Go and take a look in the mirror, ha! A little tabby cat appeared in the mirror! There is cream all over the face, a piece here and a piece here and there. My face was painted with this "high-end" cosmetics like Peking Opera facial makeup. No, the color of Peking Opera facial makeup is not so single. The pure white cream looks like the fur of a kitten in the mirror. When I lick the cream, why don’t I look like a greedy cat! I laughed too, laughing so hard that I was out of breath. I suddenly transformed into a greedy little tabby cat!

Every interesting childhood story is like a colorful shell. These colorful shells held up my colorful childhood!

When I was a child, I was very naughty and mischievous. Now I will tell you an interesting story 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 out the paint, pen and water, and 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 he will be a majestic tiger. After finishing the painting, I was happy for my "masterpiece" and at the same time felt sorry that my 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 looking at my "masterpiece" happily, 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, I still remember it.

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

There are many interesting things in everyone’s childhood, and I am certainly no exception. Let me tell you an interesting thing in my childhood.

It was a hot summer, and I was playing at my grandma’s house. My grandma lived in the countryside and she raised a lot of chickens. One day, my grandma, uncle, and grandpa went out to play and left me alone at home. I was very angry and thought to myself, why are they doing this and not taking me with them when they go out. I had nothing to do in the house, so I wanted to go to the chicken coop and see what the chickens were doing. As soon as I entered, I heard a "bang" sound, and a hen laid an egg. It was so fun. I touched the egg curiously. Hey, it was hot and wet. This is when an idea popped up.

I thought to myself, if chickens can lay eggs, then all the chickens in the henhouse will definitely lay eggs. Why don't you dig out the eggs? When my grandma came back and saw so many eggs, she didn't praise me, so she might even reward me for digging out the eggs! After thinking about it, I didn’t care, so I grabbed a chicken and dug it out. The chicken seemed to know its fate and flapped its wings vigorously, trying to escape. As for me, I held on to the chicken’s claws and watched. Is it that it’s great or that I’m great? I took it out for a long time but didn’t take it out. What’s going on? Why can’t I take it out? Is it so hard that my reward is gone? I didn’t believe it. If I couldn’t take out this one, I had to take out the other one. I threw the chicken away and went to catch other chickens. When those chickens saw me coming, they jumped up and down one by one, just like a mouse seeing a cat. , I ran away, but I didn’t let go and kept catching the chicken. No, I almost turned into a chicken in less than half an hour. I finally caught a chicken, so I picked it out. The chicken I picked out screamed, but I didn't take it out. I caught another one... The chicken I picked out was frothing, and I... Grandma and the others came back, and when they saw my embarrassment, they couldn't help laughing. When I asked why, grandma not only didn't praise me, but also gave me a scolding. Later, I found out that except for the hen in the hen house, the rest of the chickens It's all cock.

This is an interesting thing in my childhood. It is not only fun, but also always warns me: stealing a chicken is not a gain, and never do bad things with good intentions.

Childhood is colorful, passionate and lovely. Childhood is so beautiful, but what about the interesting things about childhood?

I am a girl from the north. When I was a child, I loved playing in the ice and snow, having snowball fights and building snowmen. Whenever winter comes, the goose-feather-like heavy snow falls from the sky, one after another, in clusters, like silver flowers and white butterflies. Looking between the sky and the earth, I can only see snowflakes flying, like flower petals blown to the ground, flying one after another; like seven fairies scattering flowers, flying all over the sky. Standing in the snow is like squatting on a cotton gin, only to see countless cotton wadding flowers blowing towards you, covering you with pure white flowers.

When I woke up in the morning, the wind calmed down and the snow stopped. Opening the door, a white cold light dazzled people. So, my brother, cousin, and I picked up shovels and built a snowman in the yard. He had a white body, a round head, black eyes made of briquettes, and a nose made of cotton, which was still pointing up! My cousin painted the snowman’s mouth with red ink again, grinning, and laughing at us! The younger brother used a piece of red paper to make a beautiful hat for the snowman. The snowman suddenly became more impressive! The snowman was piled up, and there was another big battle. My cousin threw a snowball and attacked me while I wasn't paying attention. Fortunately, he didn't hit it. When I fought back against my cousin, he had already been hit by his brother's snowball. The snowball drew a picture on the top of my cousin's head. At this time, the yard was filled with laughter. The cousin was not convinced and picked up the snowball to attack his younger brother. After repeated attacks, the laughter in the yard became even louder.

How interesting childhood is! Fun childhood stories bring me joy, childhood is so good.

Interesting Stories from Childhood

Childhood is colorful, like beautiful shells on the beach; childhood is carefree, like wandering dolls playing around all day long; childhood is innocent and sweet , like clear spring water in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing.

I remember it was when I was four or five years old. Once, my grandma gave me and Juju a high-end milk candy that made people drool at the sight. Greedy Cat" was so happy that she was really elated.

Neither of us wants to eat it. I said, "Shall we eat?" "Okay, let's eat together!" Juju agreed. I was quick with my hands and feet and took it apart in one or two strokes. I took out the candy and stretched my neck to look at Juju's. When I saw her candy, I became anxious:

"Yours is bigger than mine!"

"Where? Mine is missing a little!"

"Humph, mine melted!"

"Your color is thicker and you have more milk!"

"..."

We fought over each other There is no result, and everyone feels that they have suffered a loss. But as soon as he said he wanted to switch, he turned around quickly, and no one wanted to do it. We started eating sweets, "1, 2, 3!" We ate it together.

Wow! So sweet, so fresh, so fragrant! After eating for a while, I said, "Take it out and see if you are bigger than me!" "Okay!" Juju said, putting the candy on the tip of her tongue like a pug. I also stuck out my tongue like she did, but she said she couldn't see clearly, so I had to put half of the candy on the tip of my tongue, and try my best to stick my tongue out. At this time, a puppy happened to get under my feet. I couldn't dodge, and the candy on my tongue accidentally fell to the ground. What a coincidence. I rushed forward, and my right foot happened to be facing the candy. Alas. Yeah, what should I do? It was too late, but it was too late. Before I could recover, my foot had already stepped on the "baby". I was really anxious and angry: "You stinky dog, rotten dog, dead dog!" I kicked the dog in the belly, and the dog was so frightened that he ran away quickly. I raised my feet and broke off the candy stuck to the soles with my hands. I looked left and right, reluctant to throw them away. "Throw it away. Do you still want to eat it?" Juju said sarcastically to me. My two sugar-covered hands rubbed together involuntarily, and my eyes stared at Juju's mouth, just to let me take a look at the toffee. I kept swallowing my saliva, wishing she would spit out the candy and bite half of it for me to eat. I couldn't watch it anymore, I just felt my nose was sore, and my tears flowed down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat...candy...I want to eat...candy..."

Now, Father Time has arrived and has taken childhood away in a hurry. I won't worry about a piece of candy like I did before, let alone cry a lot. Thanks to Father Time, because he compiled childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book and printed it in our hearts. ■