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How wonderful and interesting my childhood was. Unfortunately, time flies. I am about to bid farewell to my childhood, but the interesting things that happened in my childhood are deeply imprinted in my mind.

It was when I was six years old. My mother went out on the street and I was the only one watching TV at home. The naughty king on TV is wearing her mother's lipstick! I thought it was very interesting, so I also used my mother's cosmetics to "beautify" myself.

First, I squeezed out my mother's lipstick, then I put two mouthfuls on my lips casually, and then I looked in the mirror. "Ah, too many." I smiled helplessly in the mirror. It turns out that lipstick should be applied to the corners of the mouth. I not only applied lipstick to my lips, but also painted the surroundings red.

"What is this? Red pencil? " I took out something similar to my colored pencil and said to myself. I use it to paint my eyebrows red.

Finally, I took out my mother's small brush and dyed my face with red powder. Get some green powder on the back of your hand. ...

The 20-minute huge project has finally been completed!

Ding Dong's mother is back. When she saw me, she almost fainted. No wonder, because at this time, I am already a person with red face, green hands and red lips, as if I were a monster with bared teeth.

How beautiful and interesting my childhood was, and I will always cherish every interesting thing that happened in my childhood.

2. Interesting childhood stories

Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of seashells by the sea, accompanied by seawater, shining with colorful brilliance, countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is also my most unforgettable childhood story.

I remember when I was a child, when I was born, there was an orange tree in my yard and it was with me. I often carve a mark on the trunk with a knife to measure whether I am growing taller every day. Looking at those horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that mark. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before." I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, patting her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens. .......

Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that childhood anecdotes will definitely become the best memories in my life.

Happy summer vacation life is like a flowing stream. This "stream" is singing cheerful songs all the time, among which "Catch Shrimp" is a very beautiful song.

It was a sunny Tuesday afternoon, and Grandpa Sun smiled and sprinkled his fiery red "Jin Jian" on the earth. The whole earth suddenly became a big stove. Under the leadership of the teacher, we rushed to the shrimp farm in the scorching sun. First, we saw an oval shrimp pond. This shrimp pond is like a piece of green jade. When a breeze blows, layers of ripples immediately appear on the water. It's beautiful. The uncle of the shrimp farm saw us "visiting", busy smiling, holding umbrellas, distributing bait and net bags ... The students sat in the ideal position with shrimp poles and stools, and the quiet shrimp pond suddenly became lively.

I took a shrimp fishing tool to a place where I thought it was easy to catch shrimp. I sat down and began to "work". I put the chicken heart on the shrimp hook and threw it into the water. Then I quietly waited for the shrimp to "patronize". About fifteen minutes later, the float fixed on the water jumped up and down several times, and my heart kept beating with the float. I held the shrimp pole tightly with both hands and pulled it up suddenly, but the bait I raised was gone, and even the shadow of the shrimp was gone. This guy is really cunning. I put on shrimp bait again and threw the shrimp hook into the water. After a while, the buoy jumped several times. This time, I'm not in a hurry. At this time, the buoy suddenly sank into the water. As soon as I saw the time was ripe, I suddenly lifted the pole. But who would have expected that the shrimp escaped with a trick of "golden cicada shelling" This time, I was so angry that I wanted to throw down the shrimp pole and stop fishing. It happened that the teacher came up to us and said, "Children, be patient in everything you do. This shrimp bite hook can be' tricky'! Drag the bait around first, and then drag it to a safe place to have a taste. Don't be impetuous. "

After listening to the "secret" spread by the teacher, I threw the shrimp hook down again. After a while, the shrimp was hooked. I slowly put the dying shrimp into the net. After winning the first battle, I threw the hook into the water again, waiting for the next "enemy" to attack. ...

Unconsciously, the day is approaching the zenith, and this seemingly simple thing that we return home with "trophies" tells us a truth: patience and perseverance are the "cornerstones" of our career, otherwise we will accomplish nothing.

Childhood fun

Childhood is a charming painting, outlining how many touching and interesting stories I have; Childhood, a melodious piccolo, played my pure and beautiful fantasy; Childhood is a bunch of beautiful flowers, childhood laughter is like the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and beautiful petals are like memories. Childhood anecdotes are my most unforgettable thing.

I went back to my grandmother's house once when I was a child. At grandma's house, my favorite thing to do is to watch the little donkey eat hay every morning. This morning, I went to see the little donkey "eat breakfast". Before coming to the donkey shed, the little donkey has begun to "eat" leisurely. I stood on tiptoe, lying beside the hay rack with great interest, cocked my head and watched a simple and honest donkey chewing hay, which was particularly interesting. After watching it for a while, I felt a pain in my scalp. I looked left and right and found nothing. Suddenly, I found a black line stuck to the donkey's big die. I became curious and jumped back into the house to get to know my mother. Who knows, before I could speak, my mother opened her eyes in surprise, froze for a long time, and then burst out laughing. My second monk-puzzled, my mother smiled and pushed me to the mirror, pretending to be angry and saying, "Silly girl, see for yourself." I stood in front of the mirror in a daze. I really don't know. I was shocked when I saw it. I don't know when I lost a hair on my left side. "What the hell is going on?" My mother stared at me and asked me angrily and funny. So I faltered and told the story of watching donkeys eat grass. "No wonder," my mother patted my little head, "you must have hung your hair in the haystack for the donkey to eat?" . I suddenly realized: "No wonder my head ached when I was watching the donkey eat grass just now, and I saw black lines on the donkey's teeth!" " "Mother said helplessly," Forget it, I can't pick up my hair either. Stay like this, learn from a mistake, and don't be so stupid in the future. "I listened to my mother's words, looked at myself in the mirror and thought about what I had just done, but I couldn't help laughing.

This is my colorful childhood, the first step in my life, the first footprint of my growth and progress, and the first stop of my future journey. Childhood is my happiest time.

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