A 600-word essay on stupid things you did in childhood

Childhood is so beautiful, childhood life is so desirable, the sky in childhood is always so blue, and childhood is like an unforgettable song. Seeing this title reminds me of the colorful, A childhood full of fun. I remember that when I was 6 years old, our whole family went to my grandma’s house to celebrate my birthday. My mother bought a big rooster. This big rooster was really cool, with a red face, a golden mouth, and a body. Wearing a pure white coat, her little tail was raised tall. I quickly put down the book in my hand to play with the chicken. Soon, she and I became good friends. Suddenly, I heard my parents discussing about killing the chicken. I I thought: "The chick is so cute, I must protect it. So, I hurriedly said to my dad, Dad, you can't kill the chick. My dad smiled and said: It's okay not to kill it, but it has to lay an egg. Oh. I happily ran to the little rooster, stroked it, and said to it, little rooster, I will feed you well, you have to lay eggs, otherwise you will die. I was busy and kept busy. I fed the chicken, but the little rooster tilted its head and refused to eat. My child, don’t be stupid, how can a little rooster lay eggs? Grandma said distressedly: No, she will definitely lay eggs. Although I said this, I felt sad in my heart. Very uneasy, I sat on the steps, looking at my beloved little rooster, thinking hard. Suddenly, I felt happy, I had it. I pretended to be fine, walked into the kitchen, and took the egg from the bowl. I took the biggest egg and put it in my pocket and ran out. I put the egg under the little rooster's belly and shouted excitedly: The little rooster laid eggs. Dad came over and took out the egg from under the little rooster's belly. He smiled and looked at it. Look at me. My mother heard the sound and rushed over: OK, today we will use the eggs laid by the little rooster to cook and eat. Haha, I hid the truth from my parents, and the chick was finally saved. I was secretly glad in my heart, I ran into the kitchen with my parents, and bang, the egg shell was broken, but the white was missing, and the yolk flowed out. I was stunned, it turned out to be a cooked egg, the little rooster had laid a cooked egg, my mother said with a smile. Childhood It’s so interesting. There are so many memories from my childhood, but my childhood is gone forever. How much I yearn for my childhood life. From what I saw, I understand a truth: Don’t be too naive in doing things. Otherwise it will be a joke.