A narrative of childhood fun

I believe that everyone will inevitably come into contact with compositions, especially narratives, notes, diaries, travel notes, legends, news, newsletters, novels and so on. , all belong to the category of narrative. So what does a good narrative look like? The following is an interesting childhood narrative I compiled for you. Welcome everyone to learn from it. I hope it helps you.

Childhood anecdote narrative 1 childhood memories are like flowers, colorful flowers are happy memories, white flowers are sad memories, and they all bloom in their hearts.

One day, I went to my cousin Li Chen's house to play. After dinner, my cousin Jerry Lee introduced me to Xiaoyu, a quiet girl, and Xiao Zhao, a fat man. I said, "Hello, let's have a pillow fight." "good!" Cousin Jerry Lee said. Cousin Jerry Lee divided us into several groups, Xiao Yu and Xiao Zhao, and my cousin Jerry Lee. The group is over! Let's go to war!

First inning, go! Cousin Jerry Lee picked up the pillow, took a deep breath, threw it hard, and used her unique skill: vigorously boomerang! Xiaoyu was caught carelessly. Cousin Li Chen smiled, smiling a little horribly. Seeing that his teammate was cheated, Xiao Zhao was very angry. He picked up a pillow and threw it at me. "ah!" I dodged and got caught. After a fierce battle, our team won!

After a short rest, the battle began again. Second inning, go! I picked up the pillow, aimed at Xiao Zhao and threw it hard. Haha, Xiao Zhao was hired. I'm so proud! Xiaoyu picked up the pillow and threw it at us. However, we stood still and she couldn't even throw it. The second scene was very intense. If we win, Xiao Zhao and others will fail completely. But the result was that we won, yeah! According to the rule of best of three games, we won. But Xiaoyu and Xiao Zhao were unconvinced and said, "The third game is better!" "So, the third game began.

Third inning, go! Xiao Zhao used his unique skill from the beginning: violent flying pillow! Cousin Jerry Lee's fat body moved slowly, and she was taken in. Cousin Jerry Lee was very angry. She said, "Try my boomerang!" "ah!" Xiaoyu screamed, and we all said in unison, "Fight me, and your teeth won't rot!" " After a fierce battle, only Xiao Zhao and his cousin Jerry Lee were left, and Xiao Zhao eliminated his cousin Jerry Lee with a "violent flying pillow". Xiao Yu affection and Xiao Zhao cheered. Although they lost, Xiao Zhao won a point for their team. I'm so happy!

Childhood memories are like beautiful flowers, which often bloom in my heart.

My childhood was colorful and there were many interesting things in it.

One year, I invited guests at home for the New Year. Mom is busy cooking and dad entertains guests. Because my mother suddenly found that there were no onions at home, my parents sent me out to buy onions because they were short of hands.

When I arrived at the vegetable market, there were almost no people at the booth because of the Chinese New Year. I walked aimlessly in the vegetable market looking for a place to sell onions. Finally I found one, but when I saw the owner's face-small eyes and a moustache. I don't look like a good person, and I remember buying food for the first time, for fear that he would cheat me. I just stood there hesitating.

While hesitating, I saw an aunt buying cabbage, so I leaned in and took a look, and learned two tricks by the way. "How much is the cabbage?" "Six cents." "How so expensive! People sell 4 cents, which is cheaper. " "Then, you can take 50 cents." The stall owner said helplessly. "all right." Aunt said she provoked cabbage. I watched her choose a lot from Ye Er. I thought to myself: I told you what my aunt just said. I know now that no matter what I buy, I will buy more from Ye Er.

Say, I'll buy his. I took a deep breath. Ask the seller: "How much is this onion?" "One yuan a catty, or?" The peddler looked at me and said. "So expensive, the somebody else all sell 80 cents a catty! Cheap, I will sell a few pounds. " The stall owner sarcastically said to me, "It's the Spring Festival now. All the onion sellers have left, but my family has not left here. Where do you ask the price? " I said awkwardly, "buy two Jin." For example, the vendor took several onions without Ye Er and put them on the scale. When I saw this scene, I immediately said loudly, "Are you bullying me when you treat me like a child?" . Don't think that I don't know that people buy more food in Ye Er, but you actually give me less in Ye Er. "The stall owner suddenly looked at me in surprise and said to me," Well, I'll give you the most in Ye Er. "

When I bought it and was about to leave the booth, the stall owner smiled at me and said nothing. At that time, I was secretly glad that I was not cheated by him.

When I got home, I thought my mother would praise me. Unexpectedly, my mother said to me, "You child, how can you eat this onion with so many leaves?" At this moment, I remembered the surprised eyes of the vendor. Suddenly, I understand that this is because everyone buys onions from Ye Er, because there are too many Ye Er. If it dries up, it will not be needed. But I chose Ye Er. No wonder the stall owner was surprised.

After this incident, I understand that no matter what happens, I should practice it by myself, not just by listening to others, but by feeling and practicing it by myself.

Childhood fun 3 My childhood life is happy, pleasant and interesting. ...

One morning, when I got up, I suddenly heard a burst of laughter coming from next door. I was curious, so I ran to have a look. Oh, it turned out that the goldfish of the neighbor's little brother gave birth to a small fish. Looking at the lively and lovely little goldfish and little brother's smug expression in the fish tank, I can't help admiring him. So, I pestered my mother to take me to buy goldfish. There are so many fish in the fish shop! There are red, black, big, small ... and countless others. I bought two very big bellies, both of which are orange and look like small fish. When I got home, I immediately put fresh water on the fish and fed them feed. Every day, I hope mother fish will give birth to small fish soon.

Three days later, mother fish really gave birth. Looking at this little fish, I am extremely proud. Count it, huh? There are only four, I think: my little brother has dozens of fish at once, and mine is only a few. No, we must find a way to help them have more small fish! After a long time, I finally thought of a "good" way. So I caught a mother fish and pinched her belly with both hands. Sure enough, a small fish got out of my mother's stomach. I was very happy to see so many small fish coming out! I rubbed it and said to myself, "That's a good idea. There are so many small fish coming out at once. " At night, when I went to feed them, I found that they were all dead. I didn't know until I checked the information on the Internet. It turns out that it is wrong to pinch the belly of fish to help them give birth to small fish. I never failed to help them, but I also hurt them, little fish! I'm sorry

A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit. I learned another thing about fish. Son, don't be like me!

Narration of childhood anecdotes 4 Everyone has his own childhood and interesting things to remember, and I am no exception.

That year, I went to the kindergarten middle class, and during the Spring Festival holiday, my mother took me back to my grandmother's house. As soon as I entered the village entrance, I saw a silvery white belt dividing the village into two halves. We asked our mother what it was, and she said it was ice frozen by a small river. I saw many people sliding on the ice, and I asked my mother what they were doing. Mom said they were skating.

When I arrived at my uncle's house and saw my brother, I clamored for him to take me skating. My brother took me skating with an ice cart and an ice pick. "Brother, what are these for?" "You will know when you get there. Say yes, you must not cry when skating! " "Don't cry."

On the ice, my foot fell off a big fart and I cried with fear. My brother rushed over to help me: "We agreed not to cry. Come and sit on the ice car first. The ice is slippery. You have to walk slowly and play on the ice. Wrestling is common. " As soon as I stood up, I fell down again This time, I didn't cry and sat on the ice car. My brother asked me to stick the ice pick on the ice, push it back hard and the ice cart left. I tried to do what my brother said, but I couldn't skate well. When I rowed, it was oblique, just like being drunk and unstable. One minute you hit someone else's ice car, and the next you roll over. I always waver. My brother hugged me behind me and helped me to master the direction. Slowly, I learned to skate, and I didn't need my brother's help. I can come and go freely on the ice car. Sometimes I compete with other children, and sometimes I skate in a new way. I am very happy. I think this is more fun than any toy in my family. After a long time, I forgot the cold. I stood on the ice and ran. I stopped wrestling and soon I was sweating.

My childhood anecdote narrative 5 My same year is a colorful seasoning box, which contains the joys and sorrows of my childhood. Childhood is a song that sings our daily joys, and childhood is a painting that depicts our daily joys and sorrows. Do you want to hear interesting things that happened when I was a child? If you like, I can write you a story about my childhood:

Go to menstruation's house to play in the summer vacation of grade three. As soon as I got home, I played with my neighbor's children. By noon, they all went home.

Of course, I am no exception. So I went to menstruation's house for dinner. After dinner, my mother and aunt went shopping, leaving me alone at home.

I had nothing to do, so I went to the henhouse to have a look. At first, I saw an egg, and then I heard a chicken pecking at the eggshell. Although it is small, its small mouth grasps the hard shell like an iron wall, which is the chicken's desire for life. Although small, it is a test of life arrival. I looked at him.

But at first, the small hole with a bigger grain of rice was still bigger than that. I'm in a hurry to get the eggs and prepare to peel them. My aunt is back.

He told me to put down the egg and said to me, "If you help him break the shell, the chicken's mouth will lose its toughness, and he won't be able to peck it himself, so he will die."

What I did when I was a child was ridiculous and silly, but it inspired me. Children, do you know what inspiration is?

Childhood anecdote narrative 6 "Catch dragonflies!" I watched dragonflies flying all over the sky, ready to pounce.

I grabbed the butterfly net with both hands and leaned my head back. Dragonflies are all crowded into a pile, as if a net can catch several. I raised my hand. "Three, two, one!" "I" brush "at lightning speed. Pick it up, huh? Dragonflies seem to have been split in half, but they soon got together again. I was not discouraged and prepared for a sudden attack. I approached them step by step and slowly lifted the net, only to be surprised. They flew everywhere, and I saw a warm smile and chased them all the way. I was so tired that I squatted on the ground and looked at them, but they stopped on my head like teasing. At this moment, my eyes lit up, and there was something. I opened my mouth wide, but I was afraid to make any noise. I put the net on the ground and lifted a corner to move towards the abandoned dragonfly. "Pa" I closed my eyes and didn't dare to breathe. After a while, I narrowed my eyes. That's a dragonfly! I opened my eyes wide and was very excited.

Catching dragonflies was the happiest thing in my childhood.

Narration of childhood fun 7 childhood dreams, colorful dreams; Childhood songs, happy songs; Childhood, beautiful things; A string of childhood footprints; Childhood photos piled up into mountains. In the colorful childhood life, there are countless laughter and laughter floating.

It was a summer afternoon. When I was five years old, I came to the seaside to play with my father and brother. This is my first time to go to the seaside. I'm curious about everything. At the seaside, there will be some pits dug by others to soak in the sea, and many people lie there to soak. I saw my brother and father also dug a big pit to soak in. I looked at it and felt itchy. I can't wait to get a toy shovel and a bucket. I dug hard and finally dug a big pit. There was little water in the pit. I filled the pit with water in a small bucket, and finally I can go to soak!

Accidentally, I fell with a splash. Who knows, I dug too deep and the water didn't go too far. I shouted desperately: "Sorry, Dad, Brother Dou!" I can't hear you clearly in the water. Because there were very few people at that time, and even some people were far away from us, no one heard my cry. Fortunately, my brother vaguely heard my crying not far away, found that I was gone, and quickly came over and carried me out of the water: "A-choo-choking me." Brother gloated: "Haha, who told you not to be careful!" "Dad helped me dig a small hole again, and I lay there carefully, ok, very comfortable. Suddenly the sand next to me collapsed, leaving me covered in sand, leaving only one head on the sand surface. " Dad, brother, come on! "They have gone far away and can't hear my voice." No, stay here for a while. "Unexpectedly, they thought I was all right, but they played for nearly half an hour, exposing me to the afternoon sun for half an hour. I went home and looked in the mirror. I became a black African.

Memories are always beautiful. Although my childhood has gradually left me, the carefree and happy time will never fade away in my memory. Childhood memories still exude charming fragrance.

Narration of Interesting Childhood 8 Everyone has a childhood, some colorful, some unrestrained, some pure and sweet, some unforgettable ... My childhood is like a clear stream, where colorful pebbles depend on each other. Picking up the biggest and roundest pebbles makes people feel attached and laugh.

It happened six or seven years ago when I was still in kindergarten. Another weekend, I opened my eyes in a daze, not only yawned, but also found that the quilt was kicked aside by me. After getting up, I found myself dizzy, so I ran to my mother and asked doubtfully, "Mom, why is my head dizzy?" My mother touched my head and said in surprise, "Oh dear! My head is so hot, I must have caught a cold! " Accompanied by my mother, I bravely went to the hospital to finish the injection and returned home. It was sunny all the way, and cicadas kept calling, "It's so hot! It's so hot! " After a while, it flew away again. I thought, cicada, it's time to find a cool place to rest! When I opened the door, I went to the exercise book on the table under the window. Sunlight came in through the window and warmed my homework. I recalled my mother's words and was afraid that my homework would burn.

I thought about it: Mom and Dad used to put meat in the refrigerator, and it would get cold when they took it out. Or I'll put my exercise book in the refrigerator! Thinking of this, I quickly put my exercise book in the refrigerator. As soon as the air conditioning inside gave off, I couldn't help shivering and yawned. A day later, I took out my exercise book, which was covered with a thick layer of ice, just like a meat pie. What shall we do? I look at this thick meat pie, but I can't get rid of the ice on it. Thinking that it should taste good, I chewed it with relish. Alas! Almost bit my tooth off. I looked at the faucet and thought: water can melt salt and should also melt ice. I turned on the tap, put the "meat pie" on the washbasin, and then happily ran out to watch TV. It took me an hour to finish reading it. I went to the kitchen to pick up my book. It's damp. I wanted to dry the book, but I didn't expect it to wrinkle. I looked at my exercise book and couldn't help crying. When my mother woke up from her nap and saw me in such a mess, she couldn't help thinking, "Henderson, why are you crying?" "I ... I ..." I told my mother what happened. My mother was breathless with laughter. She said: "books don't have a fever, only people have a fever." What's more, they don't put the refrigerator when they have a fever, and they have to see a doctor! " I'll go to Xinhua Bookstore and buy you another one later. "As soon as I heard this, I changed from depression to happiness and took my mother's hand to go shopping.

I can't help laughing when I recall the stupid things in my childhood. Childhood is colorful, just like flowers in full bloom in spring; Childhood is unrestrained, just like the waves on the beach playing freely; Childhood is pure and sweet, just like eating honey in a hive. I will always keep my childhood stupidity in mind.

Childhood fun narrative 9 childhood, like a wonderful fairy tale, carefree, it seems that only free games will always be wonderful. And my childhood, like a joke book, is a wonderful picture every day, embarrassing again and again.

I was very timid when I was a child, especially afraid of the dark, so I never dared to sleep alone in the bedroom. I always squeeze my father into my room and let my mother hold me to sleep, so that I feel safe, but every time I wake up, I find myself back in my room.

Once my mother went back to her hometown in an emergency and didn't take me with her. Father is busy with work every day and has no time to take care of me. I can only sleep alone. Looking at the dark room, I was very scared. What if there are bad people? At this moment, I found the curtains fluttering slightly! I think it's over, it's over. There must be a bad guy hiding behind the curtain. What if he wants to rob me and kill me? I was in a panic, so I got dressed and got out of bed I suddenly opened the curtain and there was nothing! It turned out that the window was not closed properly and the wind blew the curtains. A false alarm, a little relieved, closed the window and went back to sleep. Just when I was about to fall asleep, the zombie I saw in the movie suddenly appeared in my mind! They are wearing official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty and red official hats, jumping regularly. I seem to see those strange blue eyes again. I woke up suddenly and sat up at once. My heart is pounding and my back is wet. I rubbed my eyes hard and saw nothing, but it made me feel uneasy. What if it is invisible? I dare not sleep, but the sleepy man attacks me again and again. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I hurried to find my father. ...

Although my childhood was a little childish and ridiculous, I couldn't help laughing in retrospect.

Childhood anecdote narrative 10 childhood stories are like waves in the sea. When no one asked, they were as calm as a mirror. As long as someone asks, it will set off a huge wave.

When I was two years old, my father bought me grape juice. Grape juice tastes sweet and sour. I like it very much. Because the color of grape juice is purple-black, I was only two years old at that time, so I thought all the liquids in this color were grape juice.

Once I went to dinner, my friend's father bought a bottle of drink. Wow! Isn't that my favorite grape juice? Purple and black just match, but the packaging is different, I think: it must be different brands! I couldn't read at that time, so I was sure it was grape juice.

So, I poured "grape juice" into the cup, picked up the cup and poured "juice" into my mouth. I just took a few bites, and I felt a little strange. On second thought: after all, it is a different brand, and the taste will definitely be different. So I continued to drink. When I finished a drink, I was just a little sleepy and dizzy. I thought: I must have missed a good night's sleep.

But I didn't notice that my face was very red. My mom just found out. Surprised, she immediately came over and asked me, "Why do you want to drink?" I said, "Isn't this grape juice?" Then I told my mother everything. My mother was very upset and said, "This is wine. Children can't drink indiscriminately! " "

Many years have passed since this interesting childhood story, but it is still like waves, wave after wave, and it will never end.

Childhood anecdote narrative 1 1 childhood stories are a string, childhood laughter bursts, and childhood anecdotes pile up like mountains. Childhood is an interesting world. Let's listen to some interesting stories about my childhood.

It was a sunny spring, and the teacher took us for a spring outing. We walked along yunlong lake with neat steps. Several boats are flying on the sparkling lake; The blue sky is as blue as washing, as if it were a piece of aquamarine; Father Sun is still smiling at us. The charming spring scenery is really refreshing.

Suddenly, a pavilion appeared before our eyes. The teacher suggested, "Let's stop and play a game." The teacher asked us to line up in two rows, sit under the pavilion and play the game of "flying flowers". In the first round, we typed a poem with "water" and the two teams relayed. The team that failed to catch up lost. "The first round begins!" The teacher loudly ordered, "The girls' team will speak first! "Just listen" to the sunset in Qi Fei, and the autumn water is the same as the sky. " ZhuXiRan stood up and said with confidence. Not to be outdone, I went on to say, "Guazhou, Jingkou, is a water room, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains." "The game is going on nervously. After a long time, I only heard the female group say, "The smoke cage is cold and sand cage at night, near Qinhuai restaurant." Suddenly, everyone in the men's team was speechless and everyone's face showed a look of fear. Just when the girls were proud, I used my quick wits and immediately thought of a poem: spring is silent, precious to the trickle, the shade shines on the water, and I love sunny and soft. Haha, the women's group couldn't catch this poem and had to give up. "The boy won, the boy won!" Every boy's heart is full of pride and pride.

We continued to play intense and interesting games, and waves of cheerful laughter floated over yunlong lake.

Childhood anecdote narrative 12 childhood is our most naive and immature era. We always do a lot of interesting things in childhood, and I am no exception. In my childhood, interesting things, such as shells on the beach, could not be found, and this shell was the most striking one.

When I was a child, I had an electric toy that could sing and dance. It is the apple of my eye. I always like to hug it, listen to it sing children's songs, put on funny dance moves and giggle from time to time.

By chance, I found that my "baby" can sing and dance because it has two short and thick "sticks" in its belly. I'm glad of this discovery. I dance like I discovered a new continent. Then you put it on me, and I can't. Then I can become a star. Yes! Do it! I can't help but feel excited and proud of this "great" plan. So I put a "small stick" on my head and learned to sing and dance with toys. But I can't do it like a toy. I am anxious and angry. At this time, my mother came over and looked at the two "tentacles" on my head. She asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?" I cocked my head and looked naive: "You can sing and dance as a star if you plug in a stick!" "Mom couldn't help laughing." Baby, this is a battery. Can only be put in toys and plugs. This will be dangerous. "I nodded, puzzled.

Looking back on my thoughts at that time, I still can't help laughing.

My childhood is different from others, it is interesting and tasteless, it is happy and sad. Let me talk about my childhood!

When I was four or five years old, my parents took me to my grandparents' house. When I came to grandma's house the next morning, because grandma would release the chickens every morning, grandma said, "Good granddaughter, do you want to play with the chickens in the backyard?" "I really want to have a look, grandma. Can I go? " I am a little happy and a little scared to ask. Grandma took me to the backyard to see the chickens. When I came to the backyard, I saw at a glance that the whole yard was covered with green grass, but there were also some tall and beautiful trees with some red flowers under them. I looked over there and then over here. "Hey, what's that?" I pointed to a group of pale yellow chickens, and grandma replied, "It's chickens!" " ""Why is it a fluffy ball? "I don't understand anything." Because it's hairy. "Grandma touched my head. After listening to grandma's words, I thought of a clever plan: catch them, tie a rope around the chicken's head and pull them like a pet.

Think about it and do it. I ran to the chickens, only to see them get away. Some people are hiding in the grass, some are hiding behind trees, and some are still looking for hiding places for each other. I took a fancy to the smallest and fattest chicken. Then I went after it. After chasing for a while, I caught my hand. The chicken pecked my little hand for a while, and then "squeaked", as if calling: "Help! Mom. " Ignoring it pecking at me, I ran into the house to get the rope. After I got the rope, I tied it up, but later I let it go.

I spent my childhood happily in the country.

Childhood anecdote narrative 14 opens the treasure chest of childhood, and the past comes back to us. ...

It was a Sunday, and my friends and I were sweating outside, sitting and resting. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over and we all felt very cool! It suddenly occurred to me: by the way, since being blown by the wind will be great, why don't we catch the wind? In that case, we can continue to play. I gathered my partners and formed a team to catch the wind. Liu Zhixing and I are a group. A gust of wind blew. I quickly grabbed it with my hand. "I caught it, I caught it, I caught the wind." I gave a cry, and Xiaoxing heard me and rushed to grab my wind. I quickly turned to one side and the wind died away. Xiaoxing and I had to sit in the bamboo forest and wait for the wind. Sure enough, after a while, the wind blew again, and Xiaoxing and I began to implement our plan to catch the wind. I run on the left side of the wind and Xiaoxing runs on the right side of the wind. I shouted, "One, two, one." I jumped at the wind with Xiaoxing, and the wind missed me. Xiaoxing and I bumped into each other. Suddenly, Xiaoxing shouted, "Komatsu, come quickly. I caught the wind. Cool! " "I hurried there. When I arrived, Xiaoxing said," Oh, no, the wind ran away. Xiaoxing and I had to re-implement the wind-catching plan, but the result was still empty. "

I couldn't help laughing when I recalled my childhood.

Childhood anecdote narrative 15 childhood, like an album, recorded that innocent memory. Inadvertently opened this photo album, I couldn't help laughing when I saw my youth and ignorance.

I remember when I was in kindergarten, one day at noon, my father took me to the countryside as a guest. My mouth watered when I saw the delicious braised beef on the table. My uncle seems to see my mind and pretend to be serious: "children can't eat beef, it will become a cow!" " "I immediately swallowed and thought: Become a cow? I don't want it!

After a while, I really couldn't resist the temptation of beef, thinking: eating a little bit should not! I comforted myself, took a small piece in my hand and put it in my mouth while adults were not paying attention. But before I ate it, I felt like a cow and couldn't walk. My feet trembled with fear, and I thought, what should I do now? When I become a cow, my parents won't know me. More think more terrible, involuntarily burst into tears. Uncle and dad heard the voice and asked, "Han Han, what's wrong with you?" Why are you crying? "I cried and told them everything. I didn't expect them to say "no, it's a lie to children", and then they laughed, and I smiled through tears!

Look, was I stupid? It's funny to think of it now!