Laughter composition

Laughter on the playground

Today is Children’s Day, a festival for our children.

On the morning of June 1st, I arrived at school early. The classrooms in the school were beautifully decorated. After a while, Teacher Zhang said to us: "Go out and line up, and we will play games on the playground." We jumped up excitedly when we heard this and hurried to line up.

When we arrived at the playground, the physical education teacher and the third-year class were already on the playground to prepare. The physical education teacher said to us: "Now let's play the game of 'Charge Warrior'." When we heard this, we all jumped three feet high. The teacher said to us again: "The rules are: Twenty people from each class participate, divided into two teams, with ten people in each team, and they start playing the game. If there is a foul, there will be a five-second pause. Which class completes it faster will mean that their class wins. "The first player in our class was Gu Jiawei. He did a somersault and ran to the rope to jump. However, he threw the rope away after not jumping a few times. Our cheers, bell-like laughter and applause intertwined to encourage him. He ran out like a rabbit, picked up the rope, and continued to jump. Finally, after twenty jumps were reached, he ran towards the obstacle, got through like a clever and lively little gopher, and met the people on the opposite side. The "comrades" high-fived each other, and the next teammate ran out as hard as he could. Finally, the hard work paid off and we finally won. "We have won." At this time, the playground was full of joy, jumping, jumping, and the things lying on the playground looked at us and seemed to have bright smiles.

Our silver bell-like laughter was everywhere in the playground on June 1st.

Laughter on campus

Six years of happy primary school life is coming to an end. Six long years have passed, and many things I have experienced have been forgotten. However, the innocent laughter of my classmates on campus still lingers in my ears, evoking my deep memories and memories of the wonderful six years of life. Nostalgic.

"Hahaha, hahaha...", bursts of laughter like silver bells echoed in my ears again, and my heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, what a familiar laughter! It seemed like a sweet spring water, nourishing my heart. This feeling made me feel like I had returned to the past and fell into deep memories. It was a music class when we were in fifth grade. The serious performance of the students made the music class teacher Chen make an exception and allow ten minutes for a classmate to come on stage and tell everyone a joke to liven up the atmosphere. Classmate Gu Haoran took the lead and was the first to step onto the podium. Before telling the story, Gu Haoran invited a classmate to assist him, which confused everyone. They didn’t know what kind of medicine Gu Haoran was selling in his gourd. How could he ask for cooperation when telling a joke? He must be trying to use some trick to deceive people. , so no one went. At this time, I saw classmate Zhang Lianwei bravely stepped onto the podium with a fearless attitude and said to Gu Haoran: "I'll do it, it's no big deal!" I saw Gu Haoran with a smirk on his face and said: "Don't regret it! "I know!" Zhang Lianwei replied impatiently. At this time, everyone focused on Zhang Lianwei and Gu Haoran to see what kind of strange things would happen. At this time, I saw Gu Haoran saying to Zhang Lianwei: "I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you were chasing a pig with a big knife. At this time, you chased the pig into a dead end. The pig knew that it would die. , at this critical moment, I saw it saying to you: 'We are born from the same roots, so why rush each other? '" Suddenly, the whole class was in an uproar, and everyone burst into laughter. Only Zhang Lianwei looked at it blankly. Everyone, at this moment, some naughty guy said to Zhang Lianwei: "We are born from the same roots, so why rush each other? Haha, we are born from the same roots as pigs!" Zhang Lianwei suddenly understood, wasn't Gu Haoran secretly comparing himself to a pig? That’s it! "You've gone too far to deceive others!", "Who told you to throw yourself into a trap!". Zhang Lianwei was so angry that he started chasing Gu Haoran throughout the classroom, but his classmates were already laughing until their stomachs hurt.

"Hahaha, hahaha...", bursts of happy and innocent laughter echoed in my ears again, and my heart couldn't help but feel a little shake again, how nostalgic and nostalgic it was. Laughter! It's like a cup of tea, and it still has a lingering fragrance after savoring it carefully. This feeling brings me back to the past again.

It was a Mathematical Olympiad class, classmates Deng Jiayi and Lu Ruyin had a fierce quarrel over a trivial matter. Deng Jiayi was inferior to Lu Ruyin because his eloquence was not as good as Lu Ruyin. Deng Jiayi was at a loss for words and suddenly remembered a humorous sentence in the Chinese textbook, as if he had caught it. Seeing a life-saving straw, he shouted at Lu Ruyin: "Lu Ruyin, who do you think you are? I will watch you to the end!" "Hahaha!" The students all laughed at Deng Jiayi's "wonderful" defense, and their stomachs hurt. At that time, Lu Ruyin's face also changed from gloomy to clear, and she laughed out loud. The conflict was resolved in this sentence.

My primary school life is about to end in two months. Time is like a speeding train that never stops specifically for anyone. And those innocent laughter, let them linger in my ears forever!

I will never forget our friendship. It was a hot summer, I was playing at my grandma’s house, and she lived in the countryside. A lot of chicken. 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 difficult 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!"

"Huh, mine melted!"

"Yours is thicker in color and contains 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 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 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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Childhood is a beautiful movie. Thick comic books with gorgeous colors can be seen everywhere. There is a beautiful picture on every page, holding flowers in hand. It's full of laughter, it's full of joy, how unforgettable childhood is!

I remember that when I was in kindergarten, the teacher told us an idiom: "It's so easy to learn." When I got home, I decided to do an experiment. There happened to be a big watermelon on the table, so I picked it up and put it on the ground. I stuck my hands on the back of the watermelon and pushed it slowly. I put it on the ground and moved the watermelon a little. Climb forward a little, push your head down, and push it back again. "This is too strenuous, why not play like football!" I thought. So, I wrapped the watermelon in a sponge, made a kicking posture, raised my right leg, and kicked the watermelon from one end to the other, and then from there to the other end. After kicking the watermelon for more than an hour, I was exhausted. Tired, I walked to the room, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but my grandma’s voice came from outside the door, and I got up to play with her. After a while, my mother said to me: "Go and cut the watermelon for grandma to eat." "Oh." I responded.

I held the watermelon on the guest table in the living room and cut it open with a fruit knife. "Ah!" I shouted. My white clothes and pants were all stained with watermelon juice. At this time, my mother and grandma came over. Seeing me like this, they laughed loudly: "What did you do to the watermelon?" I told my mother and grandma the story of "the watermelon was cooked perfectly". After listening, my mother touched my head and said to me: "Son, you can't look at the appearance as a person, you have to look at the heart, and the same goes for understanding words." After saying that, my face turned red.

Childhood is happy and interesting. My childhood is full of laughter!