Then we started to work separately: my brother brought half a bar of soap, and I brought a fruit knife. After a while, I sharpened it. We immediately ran to the bathroom and started "drawing" on the "poor" mirror. Soon, the mirror was "in pieces". After admiring our "masterpiece", we went to the living room to watch TV with my brother and wait for the show. After a while, the door clicked open. It turned out that my mother had come back from get off work. We sat on the sofa and watched TV while secretly observing my mother's every move: I saw my mother changing clothes in the bedroom as usual. , and then went into the bathroom to wash his hands. "Ah!" Mom screamed, startling my brother and me. My brother and I rushed over and pretended to be confused and asked our mother: "Mom, what happened?" "Look! Why is the glass there broken? Is it you who did it?" My mother asked angrily. "No, we didn't do anything." I said. "And we didn't hear the sound of broken glass." The younger brother agreed. At this moment, my father came back, and my mother hurriedly told her father what happened. I saw my father quickly walked to the mirror, looked at it carefully, and then said with a smile: "You two little naughty people, how dare you take advantage of your parents?" Just kidding, I can tell right away that the figures in the mirror are complete, not broken, so you did it with soap, right?" "Oh! My brother and I are so smart! Clapping his hands and shouting happily. "Really?" Mom doubtfully wiped the mirror with her hand, and the broken parts were restored. "Ah! It's really soap! Okay, you two little villains actually lied to me together!" Mom pretended to be angry and came to catch us, and we ran away laughing. What wonderful childhood fun, what an evocative happy time... Childhood Story Fourth Grade Composition Part 4 The things that happened to me in my childhood are like the stars in the sky, countless, but the most dazzling one is one . When I was a child, I was the "little emperor" in my family. I had to open my mouth for food and stretch my hands for clothes. One time, my mother wanted to test my ability to do housework, so she "threw" a basin of clothes to me and said to me, "Taotao, you are seven years old. It's time to help your mother share the housework and reduce her burden. I'm going to buy groceries now. If you haven't washed it when I come back, you will suffer." Although I was very reluctant, I had to compromise due to my mother's threat. After my mother left, I stared at the basin of clothes in a daze, thinking: I have to wash clothes by hand. If I don’t wash them by hand, what method should I use? By the way, wash with your feet. Thinking of this, I kicked aside my slippers happily and jumped into the basin. It was so soft and comfortable. I stepped in place in the basin, and the water in the basin moved happily to the rhythm of my steps. I sang a song, as if praising me for being smart and witty. Can I wash my clothes like this? I thought to myself, and suddenly the image of the washing machine spinning appeared in my mind. With a flash of inspiration, I took out my left foot and pressed the "rotate" button. The sound of "swishing" water echoed in my ears. Mom came back, and I shouted happily: "Mom, Mom, I invented a new way of washing clothes." As I said that, I did the same action again, and sang while doing it: "I'm lazy, but I'm very smart------" Before I finished singing, I raised my "paws" to the sky. Childhood is beautiful, childhood is interesting, but childhood is short, let us let our childhood fly! Childhood Story Fourth Grade Composition Part 5 Everyone has an interesting childhood, childhood is beautiful, and everyone in childhood is lively, cute and innocent. I remember one time, I went to my grandma’s fish pond to touch snails. When I arrived at grandma's house, I immediately rolled up my pants and went into the water to touch the snails. But after touching for a long time, I only touched a few, and I was very anxious. Just when I didn't want to touch it, my mother said: "Don't give up. No matter what you do, you must be wholehearted. Persistence is victory." After listening to my mother's words, I started to touch it again. Really, I touched a place full of snails. I touched a lot. Just when I was happy, "Hey, what is this? It's slippery.""I thought my mother was joking with me, so I didn't pay attention. But after school the next day, I found that my Russian matryoshka doll was missing. I asked my mother, "I gave it to my colleague's child. . "My mother said casually. That is what my father brought back from Russia! Let's just say it is a toy, but it is also a souvenir at least! But...but you gave it to someone else...At that time I I really want to say to you: "I'm so sad. "That night, I couldn't sleep... The sourness of my childhood made me bitter. Now that I think about it, all the sourness in my childhood did make me bitter, but I feel that without going through the bitterness of sourness, there will be no sweet happiness! Chapter 3: There are so many spicy things in childhood, like the stars in the sky, they are countless. During the winter vacation of the second grade, my father and I went to the Beiluyuan Fitness Park to play. On the way there, I I saw a person throwing garbage carelessly and I thought: "It's his business to throw garbage, I have nothing to do with it!" "My father and I walked forward. Suddenly, I saw a little girl who was smaller than me ran over, patted the uncle on the shoulder, and said to him: "Uncle, the Olympic Games will be held in Beijing in 20xx, but you can't wait. They also don’t protect the environment and litter. "My uncle immediately blushed after hearing this: "Children, it's your uncle's fault. I will stop littering in the future, protect the environment, and welcome the Beijing Olympics. "As he spoke, he bent down and picked up the garbage he had just thrown away. After saying thank you to the little girl, he strode away. Seeing this scene, my father said to me: "Look at this, it's better than yours." A little sister can take the initiative to reason with someone who doesn't protect the environment. You are older than her, but you can't. "After saying that, my father shook his head and sighed. After hearing this, my heart felt hot. The taste was so spicy! I felt like I had eaten chili, and my face turned red all the way to the root of my neck. I secretly vowed in my heart: I will take the initiative to protect the environment in the future and dare to "fight" against those who destroy the environment. I couldn't finish the story about the spicy nature of my childhood. I learned a lot about the spicy nature of my childhood. Think about it. Look, the spiciness of childhood makes me have endless memories. Chapter 4: The bitterness of childhood. Although my childhood was the sweetest, it was somewhat bitter. During the winter vacation of the first grade, I thought my dance class was about to begin. Learning to dance was easy, so I went happily. But when we got to the classroom, we had to press our legs and lower our waists first, so I finally got through the class. When I got home, I told my dad, “I don’t want to learn to dance anymore. But my father said seriously: "No, you can't give up, you must keep learning." "After that, I left with a straight face. Just like that, I survived another dance class. But unexpectedly, on Friday, I knocked my leg at school, but my father insisted on letting me go to class. Alas, my arms couldn't lift my thighs. I had to go to class again. I was too timid to tell the teacher, so the teacher asked me to continue pressing my legs. My legs hurt even more when I pressed them. I burst into tears. The teacher thought I was injured when I pressed my leg. After repeated questioning by the teacher, I finally "got it". My father and mother came to pick me up after class. When they saw me crying, they hurriedly asked me what was wrong. , after I finished speaking, my father said: "It's okay, just go home and give me some medicine." "Then he took me back home by car. At that moment, I wanted to say: "Hey, I'm so miserable. "The suffering of childhood makes me embarrassed, but without the suffering of my childhood, perhaps, I would not have the success I have today! Open the five-flavor bottle of life, and waves of beautiful memories are coming to you. Friends, let us work hard. Experience the joy that this five-flavor bottle of life brings to us! Childhood Story Fourth Grade Composition Chapter 9 In our era, the economy is developing very fast. Cars, computers, mobile phones, etc. have all been invented. Now children play with What? Needless to say, it was of course playing with computers and mobile phones, but in my father’s era, it was not like us. So let me tell you the story of my father’s childhood.
Dad said that when he was a child, he played in the fields with my grandparents. When he was three years old, because there was no kindergarten at the time, he played with my grandparents in the fields until he was seven years old. The school bus arrived at school, but we walked there. "I" walked with my classmates. We were playing marbles for a while, pulling a piece of grass here, picking a piece of grass there, and playing tricks again. It’s so fun to catch small fish and shrimps. If it’s a weekend, it would be more fun. I fish with my friends, play hide-and-seek, and sometimes have water fights. It’s fun. Sometimes I even play hide and seek with my friends. We set up the tent and lay down comfortably in it. Sometimes we told ghost stories, scaring people half to death. We also played games, told stories, and sang in the tent. We were very happy. Sometimes even the adults couldn’t find us. . If it’s the Spring Festival, it’s very fun. I go to the market early in the morning to buy New Year pictures, firecrackers, and Spring Festival couplets. After buying them, I clean up my house, set off a few firecrackers with my friends, and post pictures with my grandparents. Spring couplets and New Year pictures were posted, and a few friends were invited to watch the Spring Festival party at home in the evening, which was very lively. Although my father’s childhood was very fun, it was also hard. I really imagine that they also had a childhood of water fights, fishing, and hide-and-seek. Childhood Stories Fourth Grade Composition Chapter 10 There are so many stories that happened in my childhood, most of which have been forgotten, but there is only one thing that is deeply buried in my heart. It was May Day this year. My father, brother, and aunt and I went to Changzhou to play. The weather in Changzhou at that time was so hot that people felt like they were in a steamer. Although I was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt, there was a lot of heat on my back. The beads of sweat kept running out. There was no way it was spring. In the Play Valley, I played with the children. It was crowded with people everywhere, and it took a long time to play a project. The most unforgettable thing for me so far is the Beast Blood Journey project. People are sitting on the boat, and they feel like they are jumping from the sky. And I don’t know what words to use to describe the feeling of being surrounded by waves. The excitement is really incomparable. Whenever I recall this incident, I can't help but cheer. I really want to enjoy the feeling at that time and see if the "Beast Blood Journey" will bring me new feelings. This wonderful time of childhood will never be erased from my heart. And childhood memories are the best memories in everyone's life.