Language: 1. The composition of "Spring is coming" is revised and signed by parents. Step 2 Practice "Spring" synchronously

I like my childhood, accompanied by my brothers and sisters, and cared and cared for by my parents. I think it is so happy and joyful. We all have food and clothing, and we are not worried about anything.

But when mom and dad were young?

I asked my mother the other day, and she said, "When I was young, many interesting things happened. I remember when I was five years old, your grandmother bought me a pair of new cloth shoes. I was so happy that I jumped from one end of the corridor outside to the other in flowered cloth shoes, and the other end jumped to this end, shouting,' Guys, come and see, I bought new cloth shoes!' Going back and forth several times, and suddenly falling down, that's called pain. I didn't expect the adults to come out and watch it, and they pointed at me and said,' Joy begets sorrow'. And your father, when he was in elementary school, once his schoolbag disappeared. He was too desperate to go home. "Why?" I interjected. "I'm afraid your grandmother will scold him! "Mom went on to say," Later, he went back, but he just hid in the laundry list in front of his house. " (I' ha ha' laughed. ) I didn't expect it. At that time, his classmates sent his schoolbag back, which made everyone look for him everywhere, and finally found him asleep in the laundry list. "

After listening to these two stories, I couldn't help laughing. My parents had poor living conditions when they were young, and there was such a funny thing!

100 words is a little more, there is really no way.

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At least 600 words

Answer:

Funny things about mom's childhood.

My mother's generation's childhood is different from ours. Their life is not as colorful as ours, but their life has a different flavor, such as hiding from cats, catching bugs, jumping squares and so on. All these mothers have told me, but what I am most interested in is the interesting play house when my mother was a child.

My mother's childhood play house is not like my present play house. You are the mother, you are the father and you are the child. Instead, they make "things" together to "eat". You must have never heard of it. Let me tell you something!

My mother said, "Every time it rains, my friends will always come to meet me and play house." . When we came to a wetland, we began to group. I, Hui Hui, Jingjing and Lei Lei are family, and JJ, Rongrong, Yuyu and Wenwen are family. Today, everyone is going to play Bao jiaozi. First dig a hole in the ground as a "pot"; Take some water from the pool outside the house, sprinkle it in the pit, and find a big tile to be a "pot cover". It's jiaozi's turn. How to pack if you are not sleepy? We began to divide our work to find "dishes". Everyone said to do it, some climbed the tree to pick it, and some went to the field to pick it. After a while, Jingjing came holding a handful of leaves, and Rongrong was carrying a small basket of wild vegetables. Shu is the youngest, and she came back with this radish successfully. We picked up the kitchen knife and chopped up the vegetables. After a while, the trap is mixed. Each of us dug a lot of mud, patted it with our hands a few times, and it became dumpling skin. We clamped it with chopsticks, and then carefully pinched the edge of the skin with our hands, and a chubby jiaozi was born. The little friends wrapped it intently and wanted to see who wrapped it better. Chubby little hands were covered with black mud, and his face turned into a little face. Soon, a lot of' jiaozi' was included. Too many of our chefs successfully pushed jiaozi into the pot and pulled the bellows to light the fire. They kept saying,' The dog makes a fire, the cat makes a pot, the duck carries water, and sticks its feet …' jiaozi made it, and they "ate" it sweetly. I ate ten at a time! We played until dark, so it's time to go home for dinner. However, after eating "jiaozi", I am "full" and don't want to eat that routine. "

Look! Mom's childhood is so interesting!

There is such a shining star in my mother's memory galaxy. The Chinese New Year is coming, and my grandmother bought a lot of candy for the Chinese New Year. At that time, sugar was scarce, and grandma warned her mother and menstruation not to steal it. But how can they be weird enough to be obedient? So, they wait for opportunities like thieves. Finally, the opportunity came, and grandma was going to visit the Wangs next door. Mom and menstruation pounced on the box like hungry wolves. When they binged, mother felt something was wrong because she ate a particularly bitter candy. Menstruation saw his mother not eating, so she asked her with concern what happened. Knowing the reason, she paused during menstruation and said nervously, "It can't be rat poison. I heard that our family just bought rat poison. " After listening to the words of menstruation, my mother burst into tears with fear. She thought it would be better to write a suicide note. So my mother quickly picked up a pen and wrote, "Dear friends, I accidentally took rat poison ..." After writing, my mother fell on the bed and cried sadly, but soon fell asleep. Grandma came back. After waking up her mother, she said, "How can I come back to life?" Grandma smiled and told her mother that she was taking cold medicine instead of rat poison. It became a big joke from then on. Postscript: My mother told me that she would always cherish this special "suicide note" and cherish the eternal happiness of childhood. Cherish the happiness of childhood, and my mother must show a knowing smile every time she recalls it.

Dad's childhood was full of happiness and variety. He told me many interesting things. Fishing in the river, climbing trees and digging nests, playing hide-and-seek with friends and so on. One of the things left a particularly deep impression on me.

When dad was about ten years old, it was almost the Spring Festival. Grandma asked dad and his brother, that is, my uncle, to go out to buy sugar. They all jumped for joy, because dad likes running errands best, so that they can escape from grandma's sight and play freely. At that time, we used supply tickets to buy things and oil tickets to buy oil; Cloth tickets for buying cloth; Sugar tickets were used to buy sugar. At that time, there were no shops, so we had to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives a few kilometers away to buy things.

So dad and uncle set off, and dad habitually put the sugar ticket in his hat and put it on. On the way, the two of them excitedly played with the roller hoop, spilling their songs and laughter along the way, and completely forgot to put the sugar ticket in the hat.

At this time, they came to the supply and marketing cooperatives. The salesman said, "What do you want to buy?" Dad and uncle replied in unison, "We want to buy sugar." The salesman asked again, "Where's your sugar ticket?" He searched all his pockets, but he couldn't find them. "ah!" "What's the matter?" Uncle asked. "Our sugar tickets are gone!" Dad replied. Uncle also raised his head uneasily and touched his whole body. Dad was as anxious as a cat on hot bricks, sweating profusely. The hot father took off his hat and the sugar ticket fell out. "ah! Speaking of which, "my father cried excitedly, and my uncle even jumped up, just like the joy after winning the battle." "

The salesman weighed the sugar, wrapped it in newspaper (there were no plastic bags at that time) and tied the rope. They hurried home by hand, where they rolled the hoop to go home. Suddenly, the newspaper broke a small hole, and the poor sugar came all the way, and neither father nor uncle noticed it. At this time, an old man passed by and saw this situation. He immediately shouted, "You two little rabbits, you are missing sugar. Going home can't be scolded! " Dad turned to look, alas! This has paved a long "sugar road"! What should I do? Dad had an idea. He took off his coat, wrapped the candy and took it home.

Dad's childhood is so interesting that I can't forget it like a picture scroll!

After the winter vacation, one weekend night, my father came back from Gaoping. I haven't been with my father for a long time, so I stayed in his bed and insisted that he tell me his story. Dad was cornered and told me some interesting stories about his childhood. I listened carefully. It was really interesting!

Dad said that when he was in the third grade of elementary school, there was a male classmate named Xiao Pang, who was tall and strong and often bullied his weak father. Once he bullied others so much that he grabbed his father's picture book and left. Dad also made up his mind that if he couldn't beat him, he would retaliate with wisdom and get his picture book back. One day after school, "Xiao Pang" rode a cow and looked at his father's picture book with relish. Dad took out the prepared "hidden weapons" and hid it quietly in the grass. Old Niu Yi turned around, and dad blew on the cow's ass and stuck a needle in it. When Niu Yi was injured, he went crazy. Xiao Pang, who knew nothing about this, was thrown into the air and his picture book fell to the ground. He only heard a bang, and Xiao Pang fell into the river.

Dad also said that when he was a child, he picked up three marbles (cylinders that can be used as wheels) at the tractor station. I asked someone to make a wooden cart, and the children around me were envious and asked their father to play. But dad is smart enough to play, but he has to pull it in the yard ten times first. The children were panting, but dad sat in the car like a young master. That day, he was pulled in the yard one hundred and fifty times, and his heart was as sweet as honey. ...

After listening to my father's childhood story, I was completely awake. Father talked late into the night and I laughed late into the night. ...

Supplement:

Milk told me that my father spent his childhood in the army.

Dad was a famous naughty boy in the yard when he was a child! He was very naughty when he was three years old. One day grandma was outside in bask in the quilt, and dad swept the floor like a mouse with a broom. After sweeping the fallen leaves, he urinated in that place and "swish" on the ground with a broom sweeping the bed! Hey! "There is urine mud on the ground, and my mouth keeps chanting:" I want to be halogen rot! " " .

On another occasion, when my father finished his homework at home, he came to play in the vegetable field with his relatively honest friends. At this time, my father whispered to my friend secretly, "Hello! What are you playing? "

"I don't know!"

"ah! I know! " After my father's brain worked quickly, he gave the answer, "I didn't see a movie yesterday called tunnel warfare!" " ! Let's dig a tunnel! Light a small candle. If the candle goes out, there will be no oxygen. Let's run up! "

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Dad's friends all agreed, and they started working! Dad is the chief engineer; Uncle Xu Qiang plans. ...

"Hey hey! Hey! " The workers began to work. "Chief Engineer" dad not only didn't go down to check the work, but also looked at his picture book with relish on the small bench! What kind of leader is this? Dad is immersed in poetry! Suddenly, a clear child's voice pulled dad back. Dad looked up and saw a "little soldier". "Little soldier" spoke: "Report that the tunnel in front of" Sir "was accidentally dug by Li Gong and Xu Gong. Please give me instructions! " Dad stood up, nodded, with his hand behind his back, and said to the "little soldier" earnestly, "Let's dig here today and have a rest! Remedy tomorrow! "

The next morning, my father, aunt and uncle all went to school. Grandma is worried about where to pour chicken manure after cleaning the henhouse! Suddenly I found a hole and put all the chicken droppings in it. At this time, grandma began to dig again. Just a few times, she found that the soil had collapsed and the bottom was empty.

In the afternoon, my father came back and was shocked to see that all the tunnels had collapsed. I saw grandma hitting dad with a broom. Dad was scolded by grandma again. Dad never digs tunnels again.

Ha ha! What happened when my father was a child was really funny. I really hope to have my father's childhood and enjoy that interesting, happy and happy feeling.

Supplement:

Well, you can change the interesting story about mom and dad into one, dear ~

Supplement:

Trust me, this is the fastest way ~

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Where did you find it? Did you write it yourself?

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Take the answer, dear, the question I answered seriously ~