Writing interesting childhood stories in the second day of junior high school

Seven essays on the second day of childhood fun

There are many interesting things in childhood, and some of those interesting things will never be forgotten, and you will still laugh when you recall them. The following is the composition of my childhood fun day two, I hope you like it!

When I recall my childhood, I always feel funny because I am not as quiet as I am now. At that time, I always liked to do stupid things to make myself smart. No wonder my father said I was a pistachio when I was young, which enlivened the atmosphere of the whole family.

I remember when I was a child, my father liked drinking very much and always tasted it carefully when drinking. At that time, I was a "little greedy cat" and I couldn't stand the temptation of wine at a young age. That puzzling question keeps turning in my little mind: Is wine so delicious?

One day at noon, I found my father drinking again. He drank with relish, as if he were tasting delicacies. I looked blankly, and finally I couldn't help it. I walked up to my father and asked him innocently, "Dad, is the wine good?" "Of course." Say that finish, dad talked about the truth of drinking again. The more I listened to it, the more energetic I became, and I thought: It turns out that drinking is also an interesting thing.

Finally, I waited for my chance-my father was out, my mother was busy at home, and I was smart enough to think of drinking. I went into my father's room and looked around. Suddenly, I found a bottle of wine under the counter, and I was dancing with joy. Finally, I can taste the wine. The more I think about it, the happier I am. I unscrewed the lid of the wine and took a sip. Ah, that smell, I'll never forget it! Bitter! It's too bitter. I couldn't help blaming my father, but a few simple words convinced me. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I must get even with him.

Before long, the door rang. Needless to say, Dad came back. I ran to him angrily and told him everything, and my angry words came out. Hearing my words, my father smiled. The mother who heard the sound also smiled.

I always feel happy for a long time when I think of this stupid thing. At that time, I didn't know it was a veritable stupid thing, and I was smart! In retrospect, it's really funny. I am so happy to enter this wonderful childhood!

When I was seven years old, a new member of my family, the white rabbit, was bought by my uncle. It was during the holiday, and my uncle came to my house to play.

When the little white rabbit first came to our house, he didn't listen at all. He urinated everywhere, and his family was in distress. I quickly picked up a mop and broom to clean the floor. In order to prevent the rabbit from urinating everywhere, I decided to make a cage for it.

I went outside to buy some materials for making cages first. When I was walking on the road, I saw a bird's nest on a big tree by the roadside. I had a brainwave and ran home to find some hay and branches and began to make a cage. Soon, my rabbit's nest was finished. I called my mother to thank me for my work. My mother smiled and said, "this is not a rabbit's nest, it is simply a bird's nest." "This is a rabbit's nest, don't believe it? Then let's try. " I argued. I picked up the rabbit and put it in the nest. Unexpectedly, the rabbit nest I made was scattered by the rabbit's legs, and it was everywhere. I am so ashamed! But I still didn't give up, and continued to look for new methods and materials to make rabbit houses.

I found another board, sawed it piece by piece with a saw, nailed nails, put iron gates on it, put vegetables on it, and took radishes to try on the white rabbit, thinking, "It will be successful this time." However, the rabbit is too big and the cage is too small to fit in. This time, it was in vain. However, I am not discouraged. I am determined to make the rabbit house well.

Later, I went to Xinhua Bookstore and found some knowledge about making cages. Sure enough, "God helps those who help themselves" was finally found by me. According to the above order, I made a hut for the white rabbit step by step. I first measured the height, weight and length of the white rabbit, and soon made a comfortable and warm hut in which the white rabbit lived happily.

There were many interesting things in my childhood, but this one is still fresh in my memory, because it gave the white rabbit a warm and comfortable home.

Interesting Childhood Stories (Selected Part III) What are your interesting childhood stories? The most interesting thing when I was a child was playing with small guns. The noise it made after the explosion, especially watching others scared by it, was really fun.

One Spring Festival, my cousin and I were playing at my grandparents' house, and my cousin came back. He mysteriously told us that he had something good for us. I asked, "Cousin, did you bring anything delicious?" Cousin shook his head and took out two small cartons from his pocket.

"What is this?" I can't wait to ask. But my cousin slowly took out a small red cylinder from the paper box. He said to us, "Look carefully, you two. This is a very interesting little gun."

"What is a small whipped gun? How to play? " My cousin asked impatiently.

Cousin said: "Small cannon is a special kind of firecrackers. If you throw it at something hard, it will explode, and there is no need to ignite the fuse with fire. For example, if you throw it hard on the ground, it will make a loud noise. "

After listening to my cousin's introduction, I immediately threw the small gun on the ground. "Bang!" There was a loud noise. Wow, it's funny that such a small gun can make such a loud noise.

My cousin and I got a box of small guns respectively. We were very happy and skipped outside to play. After we threw it for a while, I thought, isn't it especially cool to throw it around like this? What's the best way to play small guns? Suddenly, an interesting idea flashed through my mind, that is, when passers-by came, they blew a small gun behind them once or twice. I told my cousin this idea, and he jumped for joy.

We waited for a while and found an adult walking slowly towards us. I think his nose is big, but his eyes are small. I think his appearance is particularly funny. So, I thought: what kind of funny expression will the cannon have after blowing him? Later, when this adult passed by us, I quietly threw a small gun behind him. He was startled when he heard a bang. When he turned around, he found that my cousin and I had scared him with small guns, and his face immediately changed from a frightened expression to an angry expression, as if to rush over and beat us. Fortunately, it was Chinese New Year, so he didn't settle accounts with us or tell our parents. He just glared at us and then walked away angrily.

My cousin and I were very happy with the prank just now and decided to keep looking for the target. We waited for a while, and the target was a child of three or four years old. He is holding a snack in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth from time to time, as if to say: Haha, I have something to eat!

The child's arrogance angered his cousin. So my cousin and I threw two small guns behind him almost at the same time. "pa! Bang! Bang! Hey! " With the four violent noises, the child who just swaggered was scared to cry, and the snacks in his hand were scattered all over the floor, and his pants were like tap water. We ran away in case the adults came to settle accounts with us.

After running a distance, we were out of breath. After a while, we found a "God of Wealth". His face is covered with a lot of powder and looks very red. Wearing a red official hat and a red robe, he swaggered down the road. He will pass by his grandparents' house soon, and he will be rewarded for "scattering money". You know, my cousin and I both hate this kind of cheating. I winked at my cousin and he understood what I meant. So when the god of wealth didn't care, we threw two small guns behind him. "hey!" With four loud noises, the god of wealth jumped with fear. Passers-by laughed when they saw this situation. It turns out that the god of wealth is also afraid of firecrackers.

This is an interesting story about playing with a small gun when I was a child, which is still very interesting in retrospect.

Childhood is a painting, which contains our colorful life. Childhood is a song, which contains our beautiful fantasies; Childhood is a star, those stars are like memories, and the interesting things of childhood make me unforgettable.

I remember when I was 6 years old, I was watching cartoons on a sunny Sunday. When I saw those cartoon characters flying in the sky, I was very puzzled and thought: They can all fly in the sky, so why can't I fly in the sky? Thinking of this, I walked out of my house with curiosity and went to the stairs to prepare for the "test flight." I followed those characters, first stretching my arms, and finally kicking my back foot with my front foot, and my body immediately flew out like a spring. At this time, I didn't fly, but turned upside down, even my pants were wide open. I stood up and went home angrily. On entering the house, my mother saw my "ugly duckling" and frowned. She quickly asked, "Honey, how did you become like this?" I told my mother the whole story, and when she heard it, she burst out laughing. At this time, I am more confused. Later, my mother sat down and told me how they flew. I was too young to understand, but I nodded.

It's been a long time, but in the ocean I remember, many naughty and interesting waves are often rolled up. Now, I am a fifth-grade student, and I understand why the characters in comics can fly. It turns out that those wonderful pictures are all designed and synthesized by computer. Now that I think about it, I will laugh at what I really did that day.

There are many interesting things in my childhood. They are like white clouds in the sky, like twinkling stars. Childhood is the most beautiful and innocent. I love my childhood, which left me many unforgettable memories.

Childhood is a cicada in the tree, a frog in the water and a flute song. Everyone has a happy childhood.

When winter comes, looking at the falling snowflakes outside the window, I can't help but think of my childhood when I made a snowman and had a snowball fight with my friends. Some people think that when they grow up, they will never come back, but I don't think so. I always feel that in this snowy day, I can get my childhood back.

The snow stopped, and I went out to play with friends my age. I asked them if they wanted to go out for a snowball fight, but what I never expected was that none of them wanted to have a snowball fight with me. They all said, "This game is for children, and we are already playing computer games."

Finally, I invited Xiao Lin to play with me, and we made a snowman in the school playground. When people grow up, making snowmen is really fast, and soon the two of us will make snowmen. I looked at the snowman we made, as if I had found my childhood memories again.

When I was a child, whenever it snowed, my grandparents took me to the playground to make a snowman. I turned the snow into a small ball and rolled around on the ground, rolling and rolling! In a short time, the snowman's body will be fine. Next, take a radish and stick it in the center of his face. Then take a piece of black paper and make two pieces of black paper and stick them on his face. The snowman's face will be fine. Then take two uncut celery and put them on both sides of your body to make clothes, so that the whole snowman is finished. It was already dark when I got home, and my grandparents came back. They are holding cakes in their hands. I remember today is my birthday. I sat at the table with cakes and some candles on it. I made a wish, and my grandparents asked, "Monty, what did you make a wish for?" I said seriously, "I want to get my childhood back."

Grandparents were a little surprised and said with a smile, "Let's help you realize this wish!" " "So, we came to the yard and had a snowball fight by moonlight. We've all been hit, but we're all happy.

Because, not only did I get my childhood back, at the same time, my grandparents seemed to have returned to childhood.

Childhood fun (selected part 6) Childhood life is like a colorful dream, which makes people miss and yearn for it. The interesting stories of childhood are like all kinds of seashells on the seashore, shining with the company of seawater, emitting colorful brilliance, which is countless. I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, but I still can't help laughing when I think about it.

I remember it was a hot summer, and my parents took me to my grandmother's house. We talked and laughed all the way and were very happy. Suddenly thought of a question: "Where did I come from?" I turned to ask my mother. Mom casually replied, "You, you came out of the garbage." "Yes, yes, you are still dirty." My father made a face at me and smiled at my mother at the same time. I was shocked, tears almost came out, but immediately retorted: "Hum, lie to me, I don't believe it." Maybe you are here! "We didn't pick it up, but your grandmother and grandmother witnessed it." "I don't believe it anyway. I'll ask her when I get to my grandmother's house." Although the mouth is still tough, my heart is a little hairy. At this time, grandma's house arrived and grandma was coming out to meet us. Seeing that my face was not right, my grandmother picked me up and touched my head and asked, "Who offended my baby?" Why is my little face like a soy sauce bottle? " "They all say I picked it up from the garbage, aren't they grandma?" I pouted and put my arm around grandma's neck. Grandma smiled: "little fool, you also believe this, your parents are joking with you!" " ! Grandma will testify for you, who is joking with my little granddaughter? Grandma won't spare her first! See my baby being wronged. ""What kind of joke can't be played? Why are you joking like this? " I said angrily. Mom and dad are already laughing at each other. Alas! How stupid I am! They cheated me.

Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this, with many stupid things and many interesting things. For example, bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... are so many interesting and stupid things that make up this colorful childhood and happy childhood; Childhood makes mountains greener, water bluer and nature more beautiful! The happiness of childhood is a landscape that will remain in my heart forever.

Every night, I stand in front of the balcony and look up at the stars all over the sky. I always think of my innocent and beautiful childhood. The stars are the endorsements of my childhood.

My childhood was spent at my grandmother's house in the countryside, and then my parents took me to study abroad, and my childhood was over. At that time, my grades were not very good and I couldn't understand what my classmates said. I am often bullied and always remember the good times in the country. Later, I went to another school, and the treatment was always better than the last school. I gradually adapted to the environment, got better grades, got along well with my classmates, and gradually forgot my childhood. Only when I see the stars can I think of my childhood.

It was a summer night. I couldn't stand the warmth in the house, so I moved a chair to the yard to enjoy the cool, and my grandmother was beside me. The wind blew gently, lifted the bangs on my forehead and messed up my hair playfully. Grandma gently tidied my hair. The clouds cleared, the shy moon appeared, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the lawn like a layer of silver gauze. Stars get together to play games and wink at me from time to time. This beautiful star fascinates me. I really want to pick some pearls. But I can't. The moon will be sad when it finds that the stars are gone. I slowly counted the stars, listened to the chirping of Xia Chan and the whispering of insects in the grass, and never felt tired.

Grandma looked at me and said with a smile, "Don't always point at the stars, or you won't see the stars tomorrow." Hearing this, I was shocked and quickly shrank my hand back. How much I love the stars, for fear that there are fewer stars in the sky because of my fault. That night, I fell asleep in a panic.

The next night, after dinner, I came to the yard early, anxious, quietly waiting for the sunset sister to fall asleep. At last, darkness enveloped all around, but the stars played hide and seek. I can't see the stars, and I'm beginning to feel a little sad. Thinking that I would never see the beautiful stars again, I began to cry, ran back to the house, threw myself into my grandmother's arms and sobbed about my "troubles". Grandma smiled, stroked my head and comforted me that the star was ill and would be fine in a few days. I finally stopped crying.

In the later days, I found that the stars did not disappear. How stupid and naive I was then!

Stars, the most common thing, are all my memories of childhood.