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I want to laugh when I think about that.

I want to laugh when I think about that. 1 Dad tells jokes and I laugh. When I watch a sketch, I will lie prone with laughter. But when I think about the fun of reading when I was a child, I will laugh even harder.

When I was young.

When I was four years old, I went back to my hometown and saw a sign saying "Xiaoming Mutton". I looked at it: "Mom, look, that sign says" Xiaoming Mutton Net ". It must be delicious Let's eat, too! " Mom smiled and said, "Son, that word is' meat', not' net'! Haha! " I smiled shyly behind her.

When I was four and a half years old, I followed my father to the gas station of China Petrochemical Company to refuel. I insist on the word "Hua" of "China Petrochemical Company" and pronounce it "He". As a result, my father gave me a smile and taught me correct pronunciation.

kindergarten

When I was in kindergarten, I made some mistakes. When I went to the mall at the age of six, I was reading a book and saw a word "nickname". I mistook "Chuo" for "drop" and said to my mother, "Mom, do you have a" drop number "?" "ah? What' lost number'? " I showed her the book and she asked me to pronounce the word "long" as "off". Ok, dad played another joke on me.

After attending primary school

I won't mispronounce too many words now, but once I read Romance of the Gods and saw the word "kill", I mistakenly thought it was "kill" and read it to my mother. Hearing this, my mother smiled and said, "Oh, you put your foot in my mouth again!" " ! Read' Lu' instead of' Chu Wei'! You see, this word is written like this ... does it look like it to you? "She casually wrote a word to me.

On the road, I saw that the names of many shops were misspelled: there was a sleigh shop that said "sleigh"; There is also a food store specializing in "cattle consumption". What animal is "cattle consumption"? There is a garage door that says "tire repair and inflation", which should be "inflation"; In a building behind the municipal government, a calligrapher wrote "Cary Building" with a stroke of a pen. Even the best word is wrong. "Peace" is the correct way to write.

Although I made a lot of jokes when I was a child, it is not surprising that so many adults made mistakes.

Some time ago, my uncle bought a new car, but we still don't know what it looks like.

That day, my mother sent me to class and the car was driving on the Yangtze River Road. There was a red light ahead, so mom stopped the car. I don't know who has been honking at the back and flashing the high beam. Mother thought it was noisy, so she scolded, "Which psycho didn't see the red light ahead?" ..... "I only looked at the car behind me, but I didn't see who the driver was. All I know is that the car is green and should be able to seat about 20 people.

Mom turned and left, still saying, "That man is really a pain in the ass!" " "Just then, the phone" jingle "rang. Mother picked up the phone, chatted with the people on the phone and listened to the voice on the phone, like an uncle. What's uncle calling for? I am full of doubts. It shouldn't be him who was scolded by my mother just now, should it? My mother put the phone down with mirth and said to me, "I told you!" "Who will walk around honking for no reason? It's your annoying uncle. That's his new car, no wonder I don't know. " I listened, patting my seat and laughing until my stomach ached. "How dare you say that if you don't know who it is, you can't curse him, even if you don't know him."

I paused and smiled and said, "You were too impulsive just now and called my uncle ... haha!" Mom was embarrassed: "Well, stop that now. Really annoying. " I just kept my mouth shut, but after a few seconds I couldn't help laughing.

When I got home, I told my family about it. Some of them doubled up with laughter. Because my mother is so funny, I want to laugh when I think about it.

I want to laugh when I think about that. That time, something happened in chess class that made me want to laugh now.

In the chess class, I finally waited for the time to challenge myself freely. I used to play chess with Xiang. I never beat him, but I didn't give up, so I challenged him and he proudly accepted.

As usual, I moved the cannon behind the soldier. Xiang also ate my car with his car. Hum, I let you eat my "car" and watch me shoot with a "soldier" and blow up the "soldier" among him. He wants to cross the river with the soldiers on the other side. Shit, the ice crossed the river successfully, so I quickly ate the ice with the car.

A few more steps, I seem to see victory waving to me, because there is still a "car" and several "soldiers" alive here. But there are only some unimportant pieces left in the item. He gnashed his teeth with anger, but I was dancing happily, and the advantage was already on my side.

He held his horses and took a few more steps. He ate my car with incense, which is really amazing.

The more you get to the back, the more anxious you get. I only have two "scholars" and the leader "general" who can't leave. Add an elephant, and there is only one leader, Shuai, and two scholars. Although this "elephant" is sometimes of little use, it is my last hope now. At this time, the bear also came to see, and he decided to help defeat Xiang. I thought carefully about the last few steps, and finally I killed Shuai with an elephant. When the leader died, the team was defeated. Desperately shouted to Jun: "No!" I was so happy that I somehow jumped out of my mouth and said, "The elephant knocked the marshal away."

I can't help laughing at the thought that "the elephant knocked the marshal away".

I want to laugh when I think about that. Life is a five-flavor bottle, which will always let us taste all the ups and downs. Life is a palette, which always leaves colorful marks on the road we walk. There are many things in my life that I will never forget, but there is one thing that I will never forget, and that is the time when I made up my sister.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, many relatives came to my grandmother's house to play, and my sister also came back. I thought to myself: this is fun, my sister is back.

When adults were chatting, my sister and I played many interesting games, but they were boring. My sister and I sat on the sofa, thinking, what else can we play? Oh, by the way, I still have a lot of ideas. Why didn't I think of that just now? I snickered and told my sister what I thought: "Sister, let's make up. You see, my mother has so much cosmetics that it's useless. I'll make it up for you! " When my sister heard this, her eyes lit up and she patted her head and shouted, "Yes! But how to draw it? You won't paint me as a wife witch, will you? " My sister asked with a grain of salt. I said in a makeup artist's tone, "No problem, customer." She gave a sloped smile. Then we went into the room.

I asked my sister to sit down first, close her eyes, and then picked up the eye shadow and painted it on her eyes. The more she painted, the thicker she became. Then, I took a pen and drew my sister's eyebrows once, until it became a big stick, and I didn't stop. The third step, I picked up a powder puff to brush my face and scribbled on my sister's face. It's finally time for me to put lipstick on my sister. I scribbled lipstick on her mouth. "Oh, I finally finished. I'm exhausted! " I gasped and looked serious.

My sister looked at the mirror excitedly. "ah!" A scream attracted the whole family, and the adults smiled when they saw their sister's face. It turns out that I didn't draw clothes. I drew a ghost. My sister's eyes were painted as a big red envelope, her eyebrows as a big barbell, her face as a red apple and even her mouth as a red sausage.

I smiled, and my sister looked at herself in the mirror and smiled with her. It's fun to make up for my sister this time! I want to laugh when I think about it now!

I want to laugh when I think about that. When the memory shot was pulled to eight years ago, there was such an interesting thing that I couldn't help laughing:

One day, I followed my grandmother to the park to play. I saw a few children older than me in the shade, holding an "unknown object" similar to the front paws of prawns in their hands, inserted on the edge of the paper. When it is opened and closed, it will make a crisp "click" sound. I was fascinated.

I pestered my mother to teach me when I got home. So my mother took out a plastic green "unknown object" from the cupboard next to her and told me that it was called scissors. She demonstrated it first, and then she saw the scissors open and close again, making my favorite "click click" sound. The paper turned into a "double happiness" pattern in her hand, and I jumped for joy. This pair of scissors is amazing! I couldn't wait to pick it up and cut out one of my favorites-a circle.

From then on, I fell in love with paper-cutting.

Mother put the paper and scissors under the cupboard and told me, "Only the paper here can be cut." One day I prepared paper-cutting and found that it was all used up. It happened that my mother went out again, and there was no extra paper at home for me to "create" at will.

I was lying in bed bored, and suddenly I looked at those purple socks with twill patterns on my feet. I had a brainwave: Isn't this good material? See what patterns I can cut today. From the beginning, I took off my socks, picked up scissors and worked as hard as a fashion designer. I cut diagonally, and I kept muttering, "Cut like this, that's right! Another knife here, right! " Finally finished cutting-ah! How beautiful, the silk thread hangs down, I take a breath, it flutters with the wind; Shake it again, like a grass skirt worn by Indians. Looking at my "masterpiece", my heart is full of joy.

As soon as the doorbell rang, I rushed to the door to show my creativity to my mother. Mother saw me barefoot, holding a mass of silk thread, in distress situation. ...

Now I can't help laughing when I think of this embarrassing incident of "cutting socks".

I want to laugh when I think about that. Although I am only a ten-year-old fifth-grade boy, I am actually a little uncle! Of course, my little niece Cheng Xiaoai is a one-year-old baby who just learned to walk.

My niece is very naughty, but I think the more naughty she is, the cuter she is. Once, I was sitting on the sofa watching TV with relish, but this little niece was sitting on the sofa watching TV like me. When a character talks, he talks as if he were chatting with a TV character. I don't know what happened to my little niece. I immediately jumped off the sofa and ran over. I think it's strange. Just when I was puzzled, the TV immediately turned off with a bang.

What's going on here? Is this TV ringing? I immediately got up and asked, "Where is the remote control of the TV?"

There is no answer. Oh, I see. I see.

"Ha ha ha! Hee hee hee hee-"it's my little niece smiling at me!

I immediately clapped my hands and said, "Oh, it's you little thing. I can't believe I turned off the TV with the remote control. I will never let you go easily. "

I went on to say, "Hum, give me back the remote control!" "He thought he was stubborn and refused to hand over the remote control. I have to go after it. When she saw that I was smiling and that I was going to catch up with him, she ran away at once. I didn't expect her to get under the chair. I braked at once and almost fell down. I turned around and Bao Xiao smiled grimly: "Ha!" I immediately threw the remote control far under the sofa.

I said angrily, "You son of a bitch."

I had to sweep away the remote control with a broom. Bao Xiao, this is terrible. I went to sweep the remote control. She stepped on my back and hit me. My name is: "No! How can I get to know you naughty little girl? Come down! "

"Ha ha ha!" It's my mother laughing at me. I think it's funny. I can't help laughing.

My little niece is naughty and lovely!

I want to laugh when I think about that. 7. Childhood is a painting, drawing our wishes and beautiful scenery. Childhood is a song that sings the bits and pieces of life; Childhood is like a bag of candy, you never know what you're gonna get. When I was a child, the whole set of meals made people "taste" and have endless aftertaste.

My childhood was protected by my elders. Just because I walked away under the protection of others, I did something I thought was "stupid" in my small class.

My mother was a kindergarten teacher when I was in kindergarten. Everyone in our class knows that my mother is a teacher, so they dare not bully me. I also feel that I am second only to the teacher in my class, which is very important.

I remember one time, when our teacher was away, my mother came to our class to take pictures. When my mother came in, she said kindly, "I'll take your picture when your teacher is away." You can move freely in this class, but you are not allowed to leave the classroom. " Hearing this, we jumped up happily and said with one voice, "Yes, it's really good." Then my mother raised her voice a little and said, "Go and play."

We had a good time. Some chase and fight; You want to play house; Some people play with small toys and things like that in this area; Have a good time.

After a while, I walked up to my mother and said angrily, "Mom, use the crib." Mom said, "What are you doing with a cot?" I shook my mother's arm and said, "Use it. Just use it. " Mother thought for a moment and then gave me a stick. I walked slowly and quietly to a boy with my crutches in my hands. I hit him hard on the back. Now that I think about it, I feel painful. The innocent expression on her head, I want to laugh now.

I almost forgot about kindergarten, only this one. But I still don't know why I hit him. I'm really stupid.

Although the world is big and time is fast, there is always an unchanging hometown dream, childhood bitterness, childhood joy, childhood footsteps, smiling face of the red sun, unknown childhood secrets in the course of life, success or failure. Childhood games are a landscape that will remain in my heart forever.

This is a stupid thing for me.

I want to laugh when I think about that. It was a beautiful evening, with orange light and shadow floating. Teacher Yao explained the topic affectionately on the platform, and the students were absorbed in taking notes. Everything is so beautiful.

"Hiccup!" Suddenly, a loud hiccup broke the silence in the classroom, and all the students gave me different looks together. Hey, not me! I turned my head in confusion and saw Zhou Yutong. He was flushed and very flustered. She put her hand over her mouth and lowered her head, and I suddenly realized. Just as I was about to read the topic again, a crisp hiccup floated out from next to my seat. "Hiccup!" I couldn't hold it any longer and smiled silently. I lie prone on the table, pounding my thighs crazily, covering my mouth and trying not to laugh out loud. It took me a long time to calm down a little.

"Hiccup!" At this time, the annoying hiccups came out again. I'm drinking water. Go ahead. My mouth can't stop rising, and my body can't help shivering. I just didn't spray water. I turned to look at Zhou Yutong, who was laughing happily. But the more she laughs, the more she burps. "Hiccup! Hiccup! Hey! " I covered my stomach. I can't help it I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt. At this moment, I can't even listen to what the teacher said. It's like being asked to laugh. I've been laughing. Zhou Yutong hit me, too, and told me to stop laughing. In fact, she is also very embarrassed, but who let this laughter be like spilled water, which can't be taken back? Maybe it's because the action is too big. At this time, 42 pairs of eyes were looking at me leisurely, but it was so funny!

"Hiccup!" After class, Zhou Yutong burps with the bell. Of course, I still sit in my chair and laugh like a fool.