Write a composition that I grew up with my hometown (Leiyang or Fair).

Childhood is a pure and unforgettable time. Once upon a time, jokes in class, pranks between classes, small disputes between classmates, and "wits and wits" with parents … all became the spice of our lives.

We are still young, and we are always not so thoughtful about things. Here are some anecdotes about me: I remember when I was five years old, I took my children on an outing and met an antique temple. Everyone saw that the incense was free, so regardless of the willy-nilly, they all took a few sticks of incense and followed the tourists to prepare for the incense. They gloated: "I put incense in it, so the Buddha should bless me!" " "Hearing this, I shouted," did you go in to worship this? This is Songzi Kannonji! " "What?" They suddenly flushed. ...

I remember when I was in the third grade, I learned to write letters, so I had the first experience of sending letters. Before posting the letter, I asked my aunt how to post it. Aunt said that I would write the envelope correctly first, then put a stamp on it and put it in the mailbox. "What, stamps? What is a stamp? " I am curious. "This is a small, beautifully printed piece of paper, which can be bought at the post office!" "It's so troublesome, why don't you draw one yourself?" I said solemnly. We get pleasure from it.

Growing up has happiness, and naturally there are troubles.

Parents often "force" us to do things we don't want to do at home. For example, there are some things you don't want to do. For example, some students like airplane models, but their parents ask him to learn language and math. Some students like math, but they explicitly ask him to learn English. Some students like activities, but their parents leave him at home. Parents don't trust us, and even when we go out, we have to give them advice and instructions. This is me, and I really want to grow up at once!

Day after day, year after year, waiting for a grown childhood.