Interesting examples of childhood

When I was a child, I couldn't watch cartoons without my eyes. I liked deformed steel best.

When I was a child, I liked catching toads.

When I was a child, in front of the street stall at the school gate, a group of students ate together and ran to see who they could catch. This is called "crying while eating".

When I was a child, I once played hide-and-seek in the afternoon of New Year's Eve, hiding under a plastic sheet. No one has found out for a long time. When I came out, everyone else had gone home.

When I was a child, I always liked to follow my brother's ass. I would cry without me.

When I was a child, my brother and I were the fastest climbers in our school. My classmates call me a monkey.

When I was young, I didn't know it was wrong to speak ill of others. I made a classmate cry and never dare to speak ill of others again.

When I was a child, the game halls were all bully handles, only Contra and Super Mary, and then slot machines and street fighters came out.

When I was a child, the ice cream was called popsicle, which cost 50 cents each and the ticket was 20 cents.

When I was a child, my brother and a group of his classmates made me jump off the wall and twist my waist. When I got home, my father beat him up.

When I was a child, my mother said that I spent a lot of money on shoes and jumped rubber bands every day.

When I was a child, I thought about how time passed slowly every day. When I grow up, I don't think so now.

We all had good times in childhood and adolescence. However, no matter how many years have passed, some things are still deeply engraved in our memory, and we can't help smiling every time we think of them. . .

For example, that time I went down the river to catch fish and shrimp, that time I dug out a bird's nest, that time I went up a tree to pick persimmons, that time I chased rabbits, that time I skipped classes, that time I competed, and that time I traveled. . . . . There are many unforgettable and interesting things.

When I was a child, most children ate wholeheartedly, and we were no exception. Hey hey. At that time, persimmons on trees, wild jujubes beside ditches and shrimps and crabs in rivers were all our delicacies. I remember it was autumn and there were many persimmon trees in the village. I passed a persimmon tree and saw several red persimmons on the top of the tall tree, which aroused my infinite desire. When I was a child, I was a master climber, so I reached the top of the tree with three strokes and two strokes.

Seeing the bright red persimmon in front of me, I just wanted to see the persimmon, but I didn't expect a catastrophe. A big hornet's nest was accidentally on my head. I didn't pick persimmons, but my head hit the hornet's nest. With a "coax", I climbed down the tree and ran home crying. Hey hey. What a mess.

I don't remember it later, but I remember my mother took my big head to the doctor with mywood to find a remedy. Fortunately, the wasp is not the most poisonous one, but a small wasp.

At that time, there was a pear garden near the school. As the saying goes, you can face the enemy directly and not be your neighbor. It can be seen how bad the students' reputation is, hahaha. . . . The pear garden really suffered.

Pears are not cooked until they are ripe, and we have poisoned them, which also makes the owner extremely angry. Hehehe. . .

That time you went to steal pears, a buddy went up the tree to pick them, and we met under the tree. We are actively stealing. We bent down and saw a man coming in the distance, and everyone under our tree was too scared to speak.

Which eldest brother was picking in a tree when he suddenly felt someone poking his ass with something. Looking back, a dark gun was pointed at his ass. At that time, guns were not banned, and there were shotguns in the countryside. The owner of the pear garden said, come down, dare to run, and be careful to sieve your ass. (hehe. . So the buddy took a green pear in one hand and was taken to the principal's office by the owner of the pear garden. Finally my buddy became famous. Of course, we were also told that standing on the stage was like being criticized at the school meeting. This is a good scene, hehehe. . . . You were really naughty when you were a child.