Ask for the beginning of narrative composition (about 50 words)

What is childhood? I said that childhood is a palette, which painted my life colorful. Childhood is a Rubik's cube, turning and turning, turning out my joys and sorrows.

I remember when I was five years old, my childhood turned out to be my joke!

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I was on the grass this afternoon. I observed ants on the grass this afternoon. I found a big stone. When I lifted it, I saw a small hole under it. I thought: there must be ants in the hole. So I shook it with a twig for a while. A little ant came out, and then a group of little ants came out. let me ...

A wild animal devoured our will, courage and belief in failure, and we fought with shame. Life has become as dark and cruel as the battlefield of Shura. We were covered in blood, our eyes were cloudy and messy. We are desperate and call ourselves losers. But you know, failure doesn't mean

Today, we had a math class called fractional multiplication and division.

Before going to school today, the Chinese teacher assigned an "assignment" to say "I love you" to my father or mother. .

Tides rise and fall, spring goes to Qiu Lai, life is changing, the world is changing, and what remains unchanged is pure friendship.