Recalling the excellent composition of childhood

In the study, work and life on weekdays, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. The composition requires a complete text structure, and an endless composition should be avoided. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is an excellent composition of my childhood memories, which I carefully arranged. Welcome everyone to refer to it, I hope I can help you.

Excellent composition of childhood memories 1 past events are like smoke. In my childhood memory, the most profound thing is the hillside and the tree opposite my home. Many people think it is common to have several trees on a hillside, but for me, that hillside and that tree have far-reaching significance.

Think back to the year when my grandmother died, just 80 years old. My grandmother is a kind old man, and her charitable face is covered with wrinkles left by years. My head is covered with scales and gray hair. Although my grandmother is over sixty years old, she is still strong. When I was most confused in my childhood, she showed me the right direction.

I remember when I was eight years old, my parents took me back to my hometown in the country because I was busy with work, so that my grandparents could take care of me. At first, because I was too timid to talk to them, I cried and said I wanted to find my mother. But looking at their kind faces, I gradually began to get up the courage to play with my grandparents. First, I looked for my grandmother, who played with me in a friendly way, and I smiled happily. But when I approached my grandfather, I was discouraged, because my grandfather's serious face frightened me, and I thought to myself, "Let's go and play with grandma." I gradually alienated my grandfather.

Once, grandma took my little hand and said, "Xiaorong, let's play a little game!" " I clapped my hands excitedly and said, "Yes, yes! Grandma said, "Today is Arbor Day." . Grandma will take you to plant a pine needle tree on the hillside opposite our house, ok? "

I said happily, "Good!" Grandma took a shovel and saplings in one hand and led me to that hillside in the other. Grandma found a place to dig a big pit first, then put the saplings in it, and then fill the soil and water it. After planting, grandma pointed to the tree and said to me, "Xiaorong, this tree is a friendship tree between us." If you are upset or unhappy in the future, tell this tree that in the face of difficulties and setbacks, you should learn to be sensible and learn to be strong. " After listening to grandma, I nodded, puzzled.

Grandma left me in less than six months. I ran to the hillside sadly and poured out my sadness to the tree. The tree seemed to know my heart and said to me, "son, you should remember grandma's words and be a sensible and strong child."

I dried my tears and said, "Grandma, don't worry, I will be a sensible and strong child."

Childhood memory excellent composition 2 childhood is colorful, just like a beautiful shell by the sea; Carefree childhood; Like a bird flying in the sky; Childhood is pure and sweet, just like the cool spring water in the mountain stream; The interesting things of childhood are like the twinkling stars in the sky, which are countless and inexhaustible. Now, I will pick a big and bright star for you, and take out an interesting thing-a trip to the Yangtze River.

Once, my sister and I went to my grandmother's house to play, and my brother happened to be at home. After we had a good time there for a few days, we began to fidget. One day I was bored, then my sister had a good idea: let's go to the Yangtze River to play. My brother and I both agreed. My sister also invited some old friends to play together. We walked and walked for a long time. When I reached the river, I opened my eyes. The Yangtze River is so vast, almost like the sea! There are many ships passing by the river, such as spaceships. Fishing boat. Passenger ship and cargo ship ... At this time, my brothers and sisters forgot to look at the scenery and went down to catch small fish and shrimp.

I was just about to go down to play when my sister stopped me, saying that I was too young and I might be washed into the Yangtze River if I was not careful. I have to watch them play eagerly. Later, my sister allowed me to play games with them-swimming in the water, but I could only stand on the shore and not get into the water. Then we'll see who plays better. However, in the end, Brother Qiang won, which made me a little unwilling. We played for a long time. When we were leaving, we packed many beautiful stones in our pockets on our way home. Unexpectedly, we met a big dog, which kept chasing us. We were so scared that we quickly threw away those lovely stones to escape and turned our heads and ran away. I was only five years old at that time, and I couldn't run fast. When my sister saw me, she dragged me to run like hell. All the way to the expressway, the big dog didn't chase it.

We were all tired from running, so we had to walk back slowly. It's getting dark. When we got home, it was already dark. Grandma asked us anxiously: Where did you go? Do you know how worried I am about you? We told grandma everything. Grandma taught us a few words and cooked a bowl of noodles for each of us. I still remember that noodles were delicious at that time.

Our trip to the Yangtze River was really fun and exciting. I think I will never forget this interesting day in my childhood memory.

Childhood Memories Excellent Composition 3 On the lawn, the breeze blows gently, and the sunshine exudes the breath of youth. There are some kites flying kites in the blue sky. I haven't seen a kite for a long time, so I can't help looking.

Flying a kite, not tall, can't say how beautiful, simple feeling, flying in the sky, caused my childhood memories, nostalgic feelings, familiar pictures, warm scenes! I like this feeling very much, a relaxed and happy, a beautiful enjoyment, a sympathy, an unspeakable comfort, full of nostalgia and beauty, this feeling. ...

I remember before, every spring outing and autumn outing was my happiest time. Mixiang Lake, Mangroves, Liyuan Villa, Donghu Park ... I have been to places where adults have never been;

Ferris wheel, looking down from above, is thrilling, interesting and scary; Roller coaster, sprint very open your eyes and shout "ah!" ",exciting, scary, fun; Extreme storm, soaring in the swing, looking for the most thrilling feeling; Nine surprises, experience the limits of the soul; Merry-go-round ...

Shouting in the amusement room-"My childhood, I am the master"!

Maybe in the roller coaster, you will cry; Maybe in the extreme storm, you will shout; Maybe you are shocked, and you will regret it. But this is the fun of childhood. Isn't it the place of childhood to experience what you haven't experienced, enjoy what you haven't enjoyed and imagine what you haven't imagined?

Maybe there is no swinging kite in your memory, maybe there is no revolving wooden horse in your memory, maybe there is no ringing clock in your memory, but what you have is the whole childhood, the best childhood!

The sky is still blue, white and carefree. The difference is that kites fly in this sky. Kites are like a long childhood, flying in the air with their own Dilm, and Jandyr flew farther and farther with his childhood. ...

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The warm spring breeze melts the residual snow, blows the branches green, blows the sky blue and ripples the river. My family happily came to the river to fish and shrimp. ...

First of all, we use a wooden pole to tie the rope with a hook, and then we can "go into battle". I carefully glued the meatballs to the hook. Put it into the water, and soon, a group of lobsters were attracted. Among them, a big lobster may be the leader! How cunning! It first tore the meat off the hook with big pliers, then ate two thirds of it and gave the rest to the shrimp soldiers. I got angry, learned my lesson, and stuck the meat more firmly. It swam over and took a bite. I immediately pulled it up, but the experienced lobster leader let go of his mouth in the air and jumped back into the arms of the water. I think if we go on like this, we will soon have no meat. We must find a way! At this time, my father shouted, "I caught it!" " Awesome! "I'm surprised that my father actually caught a crab! I have to admire my father. My brother caught a prawn, too. I didn't even catch a prawn.

At this time, my uncle's daughter and sister are fishing tadpoles, which reminds me of a way: when the shrimps swim over, it won't take so much time to catch them all with fish fishing. I cooperate with my sister. I am responsible for attracting shrimps and my sister is responsible for fishing. Soon, two "stupid shrimps" were caught. The two of us happily put the "trophy" into the bucket. With the first success, we have a more tacit cooperation. At this time, a small carp swam into my sight, and we smiled at each other and prepared our "weapons". I put a big meatball in the net. As I expected, the little carp swam over. It first circled the online game, as if considering it, but it just didn't get into the net. At this time, a greedy shrimp soldier swam in first to eat meatballs. My sister was in a hurry to get the net, so I quickly said, "No, our goal is fish!" " Mantis catches cicada, yellowbird is behind! "We stayed put, and the little carp saw shrimp and meat to eat, and immediately went in. As soon as we saw it, we pulled up the net. ...

Finally, my sister and I are not as many as my father and my brother, looking timid!

On the way home, I felt that the bucket seemed heavy, because it was full of childhood happiness!

In the long river of years, time has diluted the memory, but some things have gradually settled down and shone in the long river.

When I was a child, I was most afraid of "Xiao Qiang". It looks grotesque, with two "braids" dangling from my head and many feet crawling quickly. It gives people goose bumps at first sight. I really don't understand that there are such annoying animals as cockroaches in the world.

Once, when I was sleeping, a hateful "Xiao Qiang" somehow climbed onto my handsome face, disturbed me all night, and had several nightmares and fell out of bed. When I woke up in the morning, I was sore all over. I made up my mind: I must kill Xiao Qiang.

I immediately picked up my broom and searched in the corner, but I couldn't find "Xiao Qiang". Just when I was depressed, it suddenly occurred to me that Xiao Qiang mentioned in the encyclopedia liked dirty things. Holding my nose, I carefully picked up a rotten preserved egg from the trash can and put it in the middle of the living room, waiting patiently. A few minutes later, I didn't attract Xiao Qiang, but I attracted my mother.

"Liu! What are you doing? Clean up here quickly. " Mother flew into a rage.

The mother of the "queen mother" shall not refute. The rotten egg returned to its original place. But as soon as my mother went out, I swept the broom in one fell swoop, and Operation Bright Sword continued.

Why hasn't Xiao Qiang come yet? Did it go on a trip? Or is the smell too powerful? I am extremely anxious. No way! I have to catch Xiao Qiang! I increased the power and turned the whole trash can upside down. What a pile of rubbish! This time, I'm not afraid Xiao Qiang won't take the bait! I crouched aside and waited for him. Sure enough, a few minutes later, a "Xiao Qiang" slowly climbed up. All right! Right now.

"Xiao Qiang, look where you are going!" I picked up the broom and threw it at me several times. When I stopped, Xiao Qiang was gone! Suddenly, I felt as if something was moving on my pants. You see, it turned out to be a black "Xiao Qiang"! God, I threw myself on the ground and cried. I kept rolling for a long time. I'm tired, and I feel like I'm not moving. I climbed up and Xiao Qiang didn't move. The result was squashed. I jumped three feet high with joy and shouted, "Xiao Qiang has been surrendered by me!" " Stop being afraid of Xiao Qiang! "

"Xiao Qiang" was defeated by me, but I was beaten up by my mother who came home. Alas, there is a price to pay for everything!

Memories of childhood excellent composition 6 Everyone has a childhood. Maybe toys, maybe jokes, maybe games will leave a deep impression on us. Some people say that childhood is a beam of light that shines into people's hearts; Some people say that childhood is a harbor where drifting ships stop at any time; Some people say that childhood is a flower that never dies; Some people say that childhood is a poem that people can never get tired of reading.

My childhood was like this. Look at her, her small round face is stuck to the window like something good. There are a pair of big eyes on the small face. Looks like there's something really good. There is an O-shaped mouth under her eyes. What are the good things that surprised her? It was a Barbie doll! The little boy next to him looked up at her disdainfully and shook his head helplessly: "You can't carve rotten wood." She still stared at Barbie doll for fear that it wouldn't run away. It was a long time before she came to her senses, because the toy she saw was taken away by the salesman. When I found that the toy was missing, I rushed into the supermarket and walked to the front of the shelf. I shook menstruation shyly and said, "Well, can I have a look?" ? It's only temporary "The sunset shone on her face, and her eyes implored," Please, please. " Brin Brin issued a pleading look. The salesman had to reach out and hand it to her.

Big eyes reveal gratitude. Touching Barbie's blonde hair, she smiled knowingly. But in the end, I bought the doll. Every time she comes to the supermarket, she always looks deeply under the toy shelf for a while, just like watching. Every time she comes to the supermarket, she always looks deeply under the toy shelf, just like looking at an old friend who has met after a long separation. This forms a cycle. Every day after school, you can see a small figure staring at Barbie doll in the center of various toys through the window. Five years is like one day. Now I have grown up. I don't like that Barbie doll anymore. It's a pity to think about it. Why didn't you buy that doll at first? Anyway, I have a lot of Barbie dolls in my heart, but they are all around the dolls I have already bought.

Chalk has different colors, such as light red, pink, light yellow, blue ... colorful, which reminds me of the past. ...

In the fourth grade, I looked at the chalk on the podium and thought: there is no chalk powder in the world! I want to use chalk powder as gunpowder and gun! So I started to innovate-grinding chalk. Gradually, the team became huge, and nearly half of the class joined my "grinding team". In order not to let the teacher find out, we all picked up the chalk heads that were dropped when the teacher was writing. Really can't. We only dare to draw one from the box, but there are many colors.

Get all the materials ready and the members of the "grinding team" begin to work. We cut a small piece of chalk with a ruler, then crush it, and then pound it repeatedly with a ruler until there are no fragments in the powder. Next, grind the chalk of another color into powder. When the two colors are mixed, constantly stir with a ruler and cut twice from time to time. After a while, it becomes a color. It seems simple, but it is not easy. The students held their breath one by one and adjusted carefully. As soon as they inhale, all the powder is inhaled into the trachea and they keep coughing. As soon as you exhale, the powder is blown away again. It's not easy to brighten the color, because three or four kinds of powder are added together, and sometimes the color can't be configured, so it becomes gray. For dull and ugly colors, you can only throw away the powder and do it again. But there is always success, you see: Li Xinyao matched blue and red into purple. She used to frown, but now she is cheering. ! "Later, I thought: Forget it, don't make gunpowder, just bring happiness to everyone.

I tried to take out the fresh orange, but it took me several times to succeed. The first time, blue and yellow, failed. The second time, yellow and green, it is goose yellow. The third time, I randomly matched a red color, and it worked! "ah! ? ! Come out! " The whole classroom echoed with my cries of happiness ... This scene is very common, one didn't stop, and the other cried again. ...

These chalks brought me infinite happiness, and made me feel that my childhood was happy, happy and happy!

Childhood memory excellent composition 8 childhood, like a small river, carries my sadness and happiness; Childhood, like a treasure chest, is full of countless fun for me; Childhood, like a colorful pearl, is accompanied by my growth and study. Childhood is my wealth.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, my primary school life slipped away like this, and I knew I could never go back. We used to have a good time in physical education class, but now. ...

Do you ever hate that old people step too often?

Do you regret that we don't know how to cherish the past?

Do you regret that we did not know how to bring peace before?

Now all we have left is each other's sadness.

Hey! Time passes like running water, but there is more sadness in my heart. There is no trace of playing together before, no shadow of joking before, and no mutual support between friendships. Only the sealed memory and the handwriting on the classmate's record are left. I tried to recall the happy pictures before, but ... I can't go back. Next, we are facing the wind in September and step into junior high school. Now I understand how expensive friendship is. Although we can all meet again in a year, I wonder how long it will be, but all things must come to an end. These good partners who have lived for six years will be separated sooner or later.

Love is reluctant, don't be reluctant. Friend, I believe we will meet again. At this time, I always say to myself in the morning: the wind and rain will pass, and the road of sadness will not be too long. Looking back, the past is like the wind. I want the old man of time to stop in a hurry. I want all this to slip into my eyes and put it in my heart as a memory that I will cherish forever in my life. However, the old man is already very anxious. Please cherish this fleeting day and embark on the course of your life with a naive heart. May this love bring you comfort, classmate, and farewell. Don't be too sad, today's separation is only for tomorrow's glory.

Alas, childhood just slipped away. Everything about childhood has been blowing in the wind, and the memories of childhood are printed in my mind. Come on!

Childhood Memories Excellent Composition 9 Everyone must have deep memories of childhood, some are gloomy memories, some are happy memories, some are sad memories, and of course there are good memories.

Those who are about to enter junior high school and bid farewell to their alma mater, on that day, opened the photo album, a treasure chest that can't flow away and can protect their childhood. From zero to three years old, from three to seven years old, from seven to eleven years old, those lively and cheerful smiles; Time and again "extraordinary" memories; Wonderful childhood moments; It was recorded in the photo album by the children. Return visit experience; A happy smile; Seeds of childhood; It's all buried in our minds

Now, those lively and cheerful smiles and deep memories are again and again; The good times of childhood have long been forgotten, replaced by piles of pressure, mountains of homework and everyone's expectations.

The back-and-forth play experience, happy smile, and childhood seeds have long since disappeared, and have become back-and-forth worries about exams, nervous grades, daily complaints about papers, homework, and grades, and bitter complaints from classmates.

I remember when I was in kindergarten, I would take us outdoors every weekend, but now? In addition to reviewing, the weekend is a preview, and the other is a mountain of homework.

Childhood, I want the beautiful, carefree and unrestrained childhood I used to have! Thinking, thinking, I found that time is passing, life is passing away bit by bit, and I have become a big child bit by bit. However, I will never forget my childhood. Dad, mom, I want my childhood. Give me some time to myself! I know my classmates won my love in that pile of pressure, but in the happy and tense primary school life, I only have the second half of the year left!

Those photos have become my fond memories-swinging, making a snowman and celebrating my birthday. ...

My childhood is divided into several stages. The first stage is happy, the second stage is tense, and what is the third stage? I don't know. In this pursuit of childhood traces, I changed back to the lively and free me before!

Childhood, photo album, my eternal memory! Traces of life!

Excellent composition of childhood memories 10 I'm going back to my hometown this weekend and visiting the east and west. In the end, I really recalled many childhood memories:

In spring, children leave school early. They are busy flying kites in the east wind. What impressed me the most was that they came home from school, dropped their schoolbags, formed a ball and flew kites in the wheat field (our hometown dialect called kites, at that time it was all paper, butterflies, gossip and swallows ...). The spring breeze was warm, and the wheat seedlings just turned green, lying on the soft green carpet, watching their kites fly high.

The most interesting thing in summer is to bathe naked in the river, catch fish and shrimp, cook a pile of grilled fish on the shore, and steal a watermelon from someone else's melon field. ......

In autumn, there is a long river bank in the south of our village with a steep slope. Above the river, there is a narrow path with weeds on both sides. Apart from catching a few grasshoppers, crickets and crickets after autumn, what I remember most is that my friends and I split into two factions and each found a place to hide or hide in the grass or in the culvert across the river. ......

The most unforgettable thing in winter is the heavy snow and a group of children in the vast fields. You hit me and I'll chase you. Although my face is red and my hands are cold, I still can't bear to go home. ......

Childhood, a small locust tree leaf, can blow out a happy mood, an ancient ballad, will also repeat endless fun. Childhood life is innocent, romantic and carefree, like a colorful dream, which makes people miss and yearn. It is the most precious wealth in life, and childhood games are even more rare treasures. Whether poor or rich, day after day will become the most attractive magnetic field in life. Standing on the river bank in the past, looking into the distance, I shouted loudly: childhood, you are my eternal memory and the trace of my life!

Childhood Memories Excellent Composition 1 1 Looking back on childhood, many of them have sunk into the depths of their minds because of the erosion of time, and the only thing floating on the water is the memory of Fisherman's Wharf.

Jean thought for a long time and finally pieced the suicide note together into a complete memory.

I remember every time I went to Fisherman's Wharf, as soon as the car stopped at the parking space, I jumped out of the car, opened my arms and breathed the salty sea breeze.

This is the estuary, so the sand is not golden yellow sand, but dark brown sediment; The sea is not blue, but khaki. The first time I went, it was different from what I expected, which made me disappointed. I've been here many times, and I'm gradually attracted by the charm here.

After the low tide, I stepped into this mysterious land in my shoes. There are many uneven textures on the mudflat, which are the traces left by the embrace of waves and sediment. A striped road extends from the east to the mudflat in the west with no end in sight. Stepping on it is extremely hard and angular, which is very uncomfortable. But it's good to walk too much. My feet were numb, and I was thoroughly massaged. What I am thinking about now is the feeling of wearing massage flip-flops for a long time.

The further you go down, the closer you get to the retreating waves, the more docile the sediment becomes, and the soft feeling still lingers between your feet. I like to stand on tiptoe, "grab" a handful of sediment, turn around and stretch my legs, and throw it neatly. With a bang, the sediment fell to the ground, crisp and refreshing. There is always an impulse to scream at the sky, and the feeling of happiness spreads to the whole body at this time.

The happiest time is to explore the trail of small crabs in the mud. The mud beach was covered with small holes, which were breathing holes left by small crabs when they climbed in. Dig down with a shovel, and you will find traces of small crabs. The speed of laying hands on him is too slow. I often dig it up and let it drill back. I don't remember the details, but I remember being very happy. I only remember that I couldn't express my feelings when I finally released it.

All this, though far away, seems to have happened yesterday.

Memories of childhood excellent composition 12 There are always those profound and beautiful things in memory. In our childhood, a silly and carefree age, there were so many small partners and so many interesting stories that happened with us.

Remember the line between the tables? That isolation line is called the 38th parallel. When we were young, we just wanted to compete with our deskmates for a piece of land. During the break, we chased and played, and during the joke, we sweated and smiled innocently. After class, we whispered to each other and borrowed erasers. At that time, we knew nothing. As curious babies, we ask some strange questions every day. The world is both curious and fresh to us. Why do apples fall from trees? Why did mom and dad give birth to me? Where am I from? Anyway, every day is full of doubts.

Now that many problems have been solved in class, it seems that there are not so many problems in life. I began to miss my childhood and playing with my classmates. I can't help but sigh, what we did in those years, the bad things we did.

I remember that we didn't have mobile phones at that time, and all the activities were carried out in reality. I like picking mulberries from trees in summer. At that time, several of us can choose a big basket. When we eat it, our tongues are dyed purple. Then we laughed at each other and pouted and made faces.

I really miss the feeling at that time. A carefree childhood has no academic pressure. There are a group of friends who also like to play, chasing under the blue sky, looking for answers they don't know, and putting on various expressions to add color to children's years. As time goes by, we are no longer children, and we have more responsibilities on our shoulders. We're adults!

Although we miss our childhood, we still have a lot to accomplish. We have an obligation to take responsibility and take on the shelf of life in the future. Childishness can be an attitude towards life, which makes us summon up courage happily and become better people!

Memories of Childhood Excellent Composition 13 My childhood was a sunny childhood full of insects. In that memory, there were flowers and a breeze.

Childhood is colorful, reflecting colorful children's memories. Branches floating freely in the breeze are green; Chasing the butterfly and landing on the pumpkin flowers, it is yellow; The sunset glow after the evening indicates that tomorrow's sunny day will be red; The weather is beautiful, the sky is clear and the cloudless sky in Wan Li is blue. Uncle Sun is hiding in the dark clouds. It's raining cats and dogs, black and white, lightning and thunder.

Childhood has a voice, playing a strong childlike symphony. During the day, accompanied by the scorching sun, it is the creaking sound of grandma's ceiling fan, and the chirping sound of cicadas that can't escape even if their ears are blocked and rolled on the mat. Sometimes I go to the fields with adults, and along the way, the sound of horses and horses, tractors loaded with fertilizers, the laughter of adults chatting, and the croaking of frogs in roadside ponds are mixed together, as if I must compete. At night, the noise during the day disappears, and it is more natural peace. I turn off all the lights at night and close my eyes to feel where the buzzing mosquitoes are; I also followed in the footsteps of Lu Xun, looking for crickets in the corner and the grass garden under the masonry. Oh, and my father's annoying but safe snoring in my childhood.

Childhood has flavor and nourishes the tongue of greedy cats. Every holiday, I am the happiest. Qingming group worship, Mid-Autumn moon cakes, Dragon Boat Festival zongzi, off-year candy, jiaozi on New Year's Eve, and Lantern Festival on the 15th are all delicious in the children's world. Besides holiday toothache, I have tasted the sweetness of elm, the bitterness of bitter gourd, corn in summer and jujube in autumn, just like a gourmet explorer.

The childhood in my memory is quiet and noisy, simple and rich. At that time, the air was sweet, the smile was sweet, and life was even sweeter.