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There are always some interesting things, some interesting ideas and some interesting friends in our childhood, which are worth remembering.

I remember when I was a child, spring, the season when everything revived, the ice and snow melted, and the snow dripped in front of my door. In the field, my friends and I will cultivate a piece of land, then take some iron tools and dig a big hole in the ground. The hole is small, but it is big. After that, we put something in the hole and finally cover it with a big board, which will cover it. I imagined that someone would step on it and couldn't help laughing mysteriously. Think about that time, how unforgettable it is!

In summer, when the lotus is in full bloom, we will invite our friends to play in the pond. Sometimes we go fishing, put the caught fish in a fish tank, and put a few aquatic plants in it, and the fish will be alive and kicking in it. Think about that time, how unforgettable it is!

In autumn, when the golden wheat is ripe, the fields are full of jumping grasshoppers. When the grasshopper was on the wheat, I quickly caught a grasshopper with my hand and put it in my small pocket. Every time I cut wheat with my family, my pocket is full of "harvest". When you get home, put the grasshopper in a pot, put some grass and some soil in the pot, and finally buckle a layer of gauze, so that you can see the grasshopper eating grass. Think about that time, how unforgettable it is!

In winter, when the snow falls, a thick layer of snow enters the yard in front of the house. When there is more snow, let some friends roll the snow into a ball and the snowball fight begins. Quickly grab the snow and use the principle of "parabola" to throw it at the friends. After the snowball fight, my hands will become purple, and they will be baked quickly by the fire, and my hands will instantly become warm, itchy and red. Think about that time, how unforgettable it is!

Think about our childhood memories, we feel happy, we feel happy, but also let us feel sad!

A group of children just arrived yesterday afternoon. Claiming to play with me, I don't know where they came from, only that my mother called them.

Because of the age difference, I am not good at playing with those children, so I will talk to them about what flowers look like. As soon as I heard that what I asked was the most common thing in their lives, I shouted, "I'm coming!" " I'm coming! "There is no way but to ask them to speak one by one." Flowers are like clouds! "This is what a little girl said. I didn't know what flower she was talking about, so I forced a smile: "Good! So what is the cloud like? "Suddenly, the children's imagination was unrestrained, and through a few mouths, they chattered, talking and doing actions.

"Like Alibaba and the Forty Thieves!" "I like the little mermaid!" "I like hamburgers!" "I like you!" I was amused in an instant and couldn't help laughing. As for them, they giggled when they saw me laughing so happily, and the whole dormitory was shrouded in the innocent laughter of the children.

Seeing them coming, I struck the iron while it was hot and asked them, "Shall we play the game of catching people?" They were still laughing and kept saying, "Good! Good! " I was chosen as their catcher because I am tall and fast. I ran so slowly to take care of them that I accidentally fell down. They saw me fall, fell like me, and a few of them jumped around in the puddle, looking very excited.

They also call each other "orange juice", "potato chips" and "blue Altman". As for me, I was affectionately called "Godzilla" by them ... and I created new rules, such as "drilling", which I don't even know what it means.

In this way, I spent a childlike afternoon.

Comments: I had a happy afternoon with a group of innocent children like angels. Wonderful description of language, action and atmosphere.

Maybe everyone has had funny memories. Now I want to share some interesting things about my childhood with you.

In kindergarten, children watch TV downstairs after school, waiting for their parents to take us home. And I was so fascinated that I devoted myself to animation. Unconsciously, all the friends around me were lifted up. I looked at the empty space around me and was scared. Why am I alone?

Tears filled her eyes. The more I think about it, the sadder it gets. Does dad want me? Thought of here, tears have fallen like dumped golden beans, and there is an unstoppable posture. The teacher found me crying alone, so she comforted me and took me to the big class to play with other children. I sobbed and looked at them curiously. I think it's strange. I seemed to be pushed out, and then I thought,' Dad doesn't want me'. Then my cry sounded like a horn. I was laughed at by them and cried even louder. The teacher was at a loss and anxious as a cat in a hot pot.

"Hello!" This is dad's voice! I followed the sound with joy. It's dad! Like a bird, I saw my long-lost partner and threw myself into my father's arms.

Along the way, my father said like his brother, "Well, why are you crying over such a trivial matter?" ? A man will be as invincible as Altman. "I am shy of lowering my head, and my voice sounds like a mosquito. Finally, nothing happened: "Well, I ... I think you didn't ..."

At that time, I was still young, always in a daze and didn't know what I had done. I still remember one time I was going downstairs to play, but it was getting dark. I naturally think it's going to rain! I am going to entertain myself on the second floor.

At that time, I was playing with the newly bought Altman toy in the corridor on the second floor and accidentally kicked a pair of canvas shoes. I covered my mouth in pain and shouted. I was ashamed to think, "These shoes are really in the way." The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Finally, I got angry and did something stupid-picked it up and threw it in the trash can. Then leave it alone and continue to play with toys. I didn't know I had done a bad thing until I had played enough. What if the owner of the shoes finds me? The more I think about it, the more I get scared. I lost my toy and ran home at once. Panting at the door: "Dad! Mom! Help, help! "

Looking back now, I can't help laughing. I was so stupid when I was a child. Of course, I was not sensible when I was a child. I think everyone has their own interesting childhood stories to remember when they are bored.

Students, let's play a game in this class. First, divide everyone into three groups, two groups on both sides and one group in the middle. The people standing on both sides threw paper balls at the people opposite. People standing in the middle should avoid being hit by paper balls, or they will be out. If people in the middle group catch the ball, they can add small partners to enter. This is the rule of the game, is everyone clear? Safe. The children said in unison, then everyone assembled the components and the game began.

At about 9: 30 am on July 15, the third and fourth grade students of Bishan Primary School in Zhangpu Town were attending physical education class. Under the guidance of the teacher, the children played an activity of throwing paper balls. Everyone is in high spirits and spirits, and they have joined the ranks of friends who play games. Get out of here, that was close! I almost got hit! Then the teacher joined the game and played with the children. Teacher, I want to play, I want to play! The children ran around, and the empty playground echoed with their shouts and laughter.

In the sky, the sun rises gradually, shining on the sweat of teachers and the faces of children. A red face full of happiness and joy! Children enjoy playing and swimming in the sea of joy.

The children and the teacher are playing with paper balls.

The line of sight shifts to the classroom, and the children in Grade One and Grade Two are having a Chinese class. Ok, class, let's review what we learned yesterday. What's waiting for the guests? What is waiting for someone to do something? Come on, what is disturbing others? Next, please review the next content. Prepare for the Spring Festival! Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, Dragon Boat Festival, Tomb Sweeping at Qingming Festival, and children's book sounds.

In the classroom, Grade One and Grade Two are having Chinese classes.

In sports activities, we realize that children are lively and lovely; With the sound of books, we feel the children's thirst for knowledge. Time goes by, and the excitement continues.

I like pestering my mother to recall all kinds of interesting things when I was a child. Every time we listen to it, we laugh, as if a pure and soft light came in, which made my heart light up.

first part

I remember when I was three or four years old, my mother coaxed me to eat carrots like this: "These lovely carrots are going to travel in this child's stomach!" " As soon as I heard this, my mouth, which had been closed because I didn't want to eat carrots, burst into laughter. I took the rice bowl from my mother without hesitation, ate three big pieces at a time and said happily to my mother, "I want them to form a family and travel together in my stomach!" "

the second part

One day at the end of dinner, my father came back from outside. As soon as I saw my father change an umbrella, I shouted out my findings as if to tell the world. Mom smiled and replied, "The little guy's eyes are really sharp." I looked at my mother with some dissatisfaction, widened my eyes and seriously corrected: "My eyes are obviously round, not sharp!" "

the third part

When I learned to write, it was full of jokes. When beginners write 3, they often turn left and right, and my mother reminds me of my mistakes again and again. I confidently replied, "I just rolled." Learn to write "art" in the middle of my name. I often write the following "B" as boss. My grandmother said it was not good-looking. I came up with another saying: "It's too full."

Every time I listen to my mother telling these funny stories about my childhood, I have a strange feeling that it is me, but it doesn't seem to be me. When I was a child, my imagination was so rich that I could talk and preach. When I was a child, I recorded my smiling face full of innocence, and it also took root in my heart and blossomed into a childlike flower.

Whenever I see watermelon, my thoughts go back to the day when I was a child.

It was the summer when I went to preschool. When the sun is shining, the earth seems to be scorched by a raging fire and burning everywhere. I hid in the air-conditioned room and munched on iced watermelons.

The cool red watermelon attracted me. I wolfed it down and swallowed it. I accidentally swallowed some watermelon seeds. I thought to myself: miserable! Watermelon seeds germinate in my stomach, grow a few seedlings and produce several big watermelons. What should I do if my stomach bursts? I ran to my father in a panic and asked him anxiously, "Dad, Dad, will watermelon seeds germinate in my stomach if I eat them?" The tea in my father's mouth immediately gushed out. He smiled and answered me, "Yes."

I listened and believed, and I couldn't help being startled. I was so depressed all afternoon that I dared not drink a drop of water. I am afraid that watermelon seeds will sprout in my stomach after drinking water. At dinner, my favorite braised beef noodles served. I watched the beef noodles eagerly and kept swallowing, but I didn't even dare to eat a bite. My parents stared at me with strange eyes and kept asking me, "What's the matter? What's wrong? " ..... "I replied piteously:" Beef is so nutritious. If I eat it, the watermelon seeds in my stomach will sprout immediately! "At this time, mom and dad are laughing, and mom laughs out of breath. Father smiled and said, "Silly boy, my father is joking with you, so as not to gobble up your meal in the future." "At this time, I suddenly realized and began to eat with confidence.

After a long time, it has become the most interesting childhood memory. Whenever I mention it, people will laugh at my naivety. Yes! Childhood is a wonderful memory of my growth, and childlike interest will ripple in in my heart forever. ...

Innocent childlike interest is the brightest shell on the beach; Innocent childlike interest is the most unforgettable memory in the long river of life; Innocent childlike innocence is the brightest light on the road to growth.

When I was a child, I did a stupid thing at my grandmother's house: brushing my dog's teeth. Grandma has a long-haired dog with a white body. The dog was given to grandma a few days after it was born. Dogs are snow-white, with big eyes and strong curiosity. They chew everything they see, which often leads to grandma's things being chewed up. Nevertheless, the unit and grandma still like this puppy very much.

Once, just after I got up, I was about to brush my teeth when I saw the dog running happily. I looked at the dog and the toothbrush in my hand and thought, why do people brush their teeth but dogs don't? I've been racking my brains for a long time. Oh, my young mind finally figured out a reason: because the dog came to grandma's house a few days after it was born, and now it is only over one year old. The dog is still very young and needs someone to brush his teeth ..... So I picked up a toothbrush to help the dog brush his teeth. Who knows the dog ran away as soon as he saw me chasing it with a toothbrush. The dog is on the rampage, so I can't brush his teeth. I simply put down my toothbrush, brought a chair, and used it to jump rope. I arrested the dog and put it on the chair to help the dog jump rope. Then, I picked up my toothbrush and put it in the dog's mouth. The dog ate a little toothpaste and immediately spit it out. I refused to speak. I put the toothbrush in the dog's mouth again. The dog struggled not to let me brush its teeth. In desperation, I reached out and opened the dog's mouth, thinking, let's put the toothbrush in. Who knows, dogs don't want to brush their teeth. Dogs have the habit of chewing since childhood, so they bit me. I cried when I was bitten. Grandma heard my crying, quickly put down her work and ran anxiously to ask, "Ah Yue, why are you crying?" After seeing grandma, I gradually stopped crying and said sadly, "grandma, grandma, the bad dog bit me." And extended her little hand to her grandmother, who said lovingly, "Ah Yue, don't cry. Fortunately, I didn't bite the meat, just bit a small print on my skin. " Grandma took the medicine and helped me with it. She asked me, "Why did the dog bite your hand?" I said angrily, "I want to brush my dog's teeth." If the dog refuses, it will bite me. " Grandma smiled and said to me, "silly boy, dogs don't have to brush their teeth." After that, I helped the dog untie the rope.

This is the stupidest and most interesting thing in my childhood.

I haven't been to my grandmother's house for several years, and the apricot tree in front of her house is still in my memory.

Before I went to formal school, my parents sent me to my grandmother's house because of my busy work. I spent a wonderful childhood there, and the apricot tree is one of the witnesses.

I went to my grandmother's house when I was three years old. Shortly after arriving, grandpa planted apricot trees in front of the door. At that time, my cousin and I took a small hoe to "help". Grandpa said anxiously, "put this thing down quickly, or you will touch your feet!" " We laughed and said, "How is that possible?" In case of injury, I can't bear the evil? "Thanks to grandpa's repeated entreaties, we finally learned our lesson. So, two small benches, one for each person, were moved to sit and watch. " Can saplings live? See how skinny it is? "I asked my cousin in confusion. Cousin said: "Of course I can live, otherwise what should I do?" "

My cousin and I danced happily around the little tree, laughing. We grew up with Xiao Shu and had a good time. I also marked the small tree with a pencil, and we competed to see who grew fastest. A year passed, and the apricot tree grew taller than both of us and became the tallest and strongest. We laughed, and apricot trees shook their branches in the wind.

In spring, apricot trees grow new branches and glow with youth and vitality. We ran under the tree, held our heads high and hugged the trunk, and sang happily, waking up our good brothers who had been sleeping for a winter. There are leaves everywhere in summer, so we come under the tree to enjoy the cool. At that time, we were five years old, but we had to ask our younger brother to shade us. Later, the apricot tree bore fruit, and it was so lovely in the strong red that people could not bear to eat it. However, naughty ones, we still take one, hold it in our hands and watch it carefully. Cousin said, "Try it first. Is it delicious? " I took a bite: "How so sour!" Seeing my painful expression, my cousin smiled and said, "It's not ripe yet." After a sour taste, I pouted and said, "There is sweetness in the sour! Delicious! "

My cousin and I are looking forward to the apricots on the tree ripening early and having fun! One day, grandma came with a small basin and said, "Come, eat apricots!" " "My cousin and I rushed over immediately, and each took two, laughing while eating. After eating, my cousin asked me to leave all the apricot stones, dry them and make them into toys.

Apricot trees have paid a lot for us, and we have to repay them! In winter, my cousin and I dressed him in straw clothes, made a snowman and had a snowball fight under the tree to make him happy with us.

In spring, I went to Qiu Lai and experienced a lot of cold and heat. Apricot trees have become tall and straight from the saplings of that year, and my cousin and I have grown up slowly. Apricot trees bring us not only delicious food, but also a happy childhood.

Excellent composition of children's interests 9 "childhood dreams, colorful dreams; Childhood songs, happy songs; A string of childhood footprints; Childhood stories piled up like mountains. "This song can remind you of a wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, there are many things worth remembering. ...

Seeing happy ducklings playing in the river reminds me of an interesting thing. I remember it was a sunny noon, and my mother said she would take me to my grandmother's house. I am dancing with joy. Because there is a crystal clear stream in front of grandma's house, and the scenery in the west is pleasant, which is a good place for children to play. I look forward to that day.

Finally, my mother took me back to my grandmother's house. As soon as I arrived at my grandmother's house, I couldn't wait to pull up my cousin and let her play hide-and-seek with me by the stream. We are like two happy birds, flying towards the stream. This stream is very active. Ducks chased each other, fish swam around happily ... My sister and I also played hide-and-seek games. My sister told me to hide first, and she came to find it. I racked my brains to find a hiding place. I looked around and finally found something interesting to do. I found a relatively secluded place. I am ecstatic to hide behind a big stone covered with shade, imagining my anxiety that my sister can't find me. ...

Suddenly, I found a small ball not far from me. I looked intently, hey! Isn't that a duckling? I watched it covered with yellow fluff and was shaking all the time. I am puzzled. I think of a large group of ducks playing happily in the river. Looking at this little guy, I can't help but think: Why is it here? Are the partners unwilling to play? Or it can't find its mother. ...

I thought about it and decided to help it and let it go back to the stream to play. So I picked it up carefully and put it in the stream. Unexpectedly, it has been struggling in the stream and will not move after a while. I was shocked, and my sister laughed her head off. It turned out that I was wrong. That's not a duck, that's a chicken. I regret it very much If I had carefully identified and observed, the little life would not have been strangled. I buried the chicken with guilt.

There are colorful childhood dreams, happy childhood songs, unforgettable stories and interesting childhood!

Excellent composition of children's interests 10 "Children scramble to chase Huang Die and fly into cauliflower." Perhaps everyone who has experienced it knows the significance of childhood in life. A person who has no childhood is like a bird without wings and a tree without branches and leaves, which can never be recovered.

We are all growing up. Now, I have become a teenager, and childlike interest no longer exists. But those childhood memories often reverberate in my mind.

I remember when I was four years old, I met a good friend in the kindergarten middle class. Although we don't meet now, we had a very deep friendship when we were children. When sleeping at noon, while the teacher was not looking, we put our hands into each other's bed and played finger games. We also put stickers sent by teachers on their bedside as "decorations", which made the bedside colorful and attracted a large group of girls to watch the fun. Later, my kindergarten life was over, and I had to say "goodbye" to him, but his smile deeply touched me.

When I was a child, I didn't like fighting like other boys, but I was quiet. At that time, boys in our class especially liked to play tricks on girls and jumped in front of them every time they lined up for dinner. Not to mention that at ordinary times, this pulls girls' hair and that pinches girls' faces. But I never touch girls. I get along well with both boys and girls, so I am very popular. But I joke sometimes. Once, I asked my teacher a question that seems naive to me now. The question is: "Can the moon eat?" As soon as this question came out, the whole class began to burst into laughter. At that time, my face immediately turned into "tomato".

Another time, I was playing "Transformers" with some boys, and a group of girls asked me to play "play house" and said that I needed a father. So, I followed the girls without hesitation. As a result, from then on, boys called me "Dad".

In fact, these past events are unforgettable for everyone, because they contain happy memories of everyone's childhood.

Childhood is only once, never to return. Therefore, we should cherish it, cherish it and pay attention to its dribs and drabs.

However, in any case, I firmly believe that although childhood is gone, innocence and childlike interest will never leave us.

Excellent composition on children's interests 1 1 This is a brief introduction I saw in my friend's Weibo the other day. Perhaps because of my peers, I actually realized a kind of helplessness.

A child who is no longer a child seems to be contradictory, savoring it carefully, but it has a profound meaning. In today's unprecedented fierce competition, he is not the only child who makes such a sigh.

Sometimes, I think, what took away the innocence that should belong to us? Is it time? Time flows through our fingertips mercilessly, without taking away our innocence, leaving no trace or mercy. Is it stress? The competition in society is becoming more and more fierce. The school that we thought would not be affected has now become the stage for our competition. In the competition, we secretly compete with each other, put all our thoughts and energy into it and forget the original innocence in our hearts.

It is said that people who keep childlike innocence will never get old. Even though he is very old, his childlike innocence always gives people a fresh and lively feeling. Childlike heart is the catalyst of youth. To keep a childlike heart is to keep a youth.

Innocence is the purest and most beautiful thing in the world. It can make evil villains cry and turn over a new leaf. I saw a movie about a killer who designed a trap to attract people and then took the opportunity to kill people. One day, the killer saw a lovely little boy, and he had a bad heart for him. He gave the child a toy car and tried to kill him while he was playing. I didn't want him, but I was moved by what I saw: a lovely little boy playing with a car on the lawn with a happy smile on his face ... He approached the little boy, but he felt a little hesitant. "Uncle, thank you, it was really fun." The little boy smiled and said to the murderer, with little sweat shining on his forehead. "Uncle, don't you like toy cars?" The little boy shook the killer's arm like a coquetry and asked in a milk voice. The killer's eyes were moist. The first time he heard someone say "thank you" to him, he also saw the loveliness of human beings for the first time. He gave up the evil thoughts in his heart. The little boy never imagined that his innocence saved his life and a poor man who was going to the point of no return. ...

Leaving a little innocence in the bottom of my heart means leaving a youth; Leave a little innocence in my heart, that is, leave a little touch. How I hope that a few years later, when our temples are gray, we will write down our personality declaration in our hearts: a child who will always remain childlike.