Childhood composition

In daily study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. So how to write a general composition? The following are nine childhood compositions I collected in grade five for reference only. Let's have a look. Every girl has a beautiful princess dream in her childhood, and I am no exception. On this day, I read a cartoon of Snow White. When my parents went out, I secretly opened my mother's dressing closet and began to dress up. First I put on lipstick, then I tied my hair, and then I sprayed mousse ... huh? What is this? I looked left and right, but I still couldn't figure out what this colorful thing was. Like it or not, the girl picked up a stick like a cotton swab and put a handful of pink on her face. I like pink best! Oh, and blush! I picked a piece and put it on my face. There seems to be something missing ... "Oh ~" I looked at my pajamas and finally remembered to make a princess dress! So, I picked up glue and cardboard, cut and cut, and stuck and stuck. Finally finished, I put it on happily! At this time, my mother came back. I quickly stood up like a lady and wanted to be a princess! When my mother saw me, she staggered and finally stood firm, laughing her head off. I am very confused. My mother beat her chest and asked, "Baby, what are you doing?" I looked innocent: "I am playing the princess!" " "Laughed, very sweet, very sweet, my mother really fell down this time, an unprecedented hilarious. My mother took me to look in the mirror. I don't know who the "monster" in the mirror is. It looks so ugly. Mom's laughter reminded me that it was me. She washed my face. It turns out that I'm really beautiful without makeup! When I was a child, there were many interesting things, such as fighting with hands, making a snowman, cats catching mice, and catching grasshoppers. Among them, I think the most interesting thing is fighting with hands. Today, the teacher held an activity in the class, that is, a hands-on competition. The teacher first told us the rules of the game: the contestants must hold hands, their elbows must not leave the table, the other hand must be on their legs, and their arms must be in a line. Our front and back positions: male to male, female to female ratio. I want to compete with the boy sitting in front of me. That boy has thin arms and small hands. I have confidence at first sight, and I feel sure of winning. At the beginning of the game, my face was not red and I was out of breath. But the boy's face in front of me is as red as an apple; Teeth also began to show; My mouth began to tremble. After a while, his strength was exhausted. I slowly, with a little effort, dropped him. Just then, his hand fell on the table. I am happy and tired. However, he refused to accept and asked for a new match. I agreed to his request in order to convince him of the loss. We played a few more games, and he lost every game. Finally, he finally gave up. So, I won with dignity. I think: There are bigger challenges ahead! I must win! Compared with another strong boy, I lost. After layers of challenges in the class, the last eight strong players appeared: four men and four women. The final is about to start, and the outcome will come out! I want to know who lost and who won. A boy in white, as strong as a bull, got into a fight with a boy with big breasts and big hands. After a while, one of the boys narrowed his red mouth and widened his black eyes, and began to feel a little tired. After a while, he was exhausted, but he persisted. Later, another boy suddenly exhausted all his strength and slapped his hand heavily on the table. The game is over. This kind of unarmed competition can not only relax us from the intense study, but also let us learn unarmed strength and add a new skill to strength. In my memory, childhood fun things are like stars in the sky, countless. But time flies, just like the blink of an eye, many things have gradually faded away, while some things are deeply imprinted in my mind. I remember when I was a child, I often watched TV with my grandfather. His favorite was Peking Opera. Once, grandpa went out to do something, and I watched TV at home alone. I was looking for cartoons to watch, and suddenly I saw Grandpa's favorite Peking Opera. " Grandpa will be very happy to see it! "However, grandpa how can see? You wait, grandpa will definitely be finished when he comes back. What should I do? Suddenly, it dawned on me. That's right. Aren't those chickens and ducks tied with ropes? I tied up the TV, it has been playing these Peking Opera! I'm too smart. I said to myself, hurry up. I hurried to find a rope and a piece of cloth, for fear that I wouldn't be able to tie up the Beijing opera if I was late. I'll wrap the cloth around the TV first and tie it tightly with a rope. All right! You're done! Next, wait for grandpa to come back. I am happy when I think of grandpa's happy expression and praise and reward for us. Because grandpa will reward me with candy when he is happy. I like candy best! Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally got my grandfather back. As soon as I saw my grandfather, I ran to him mysteriously and said, "Grandpa, come and see." I have prepared a surprise for you! " "Grandpa looked a little surprised:" Hey! You know how to be surprised! " Before grandpa finished, I took grandpa's hand and ran to the TV and said to him, "Grandpa, look, I tied up your favorite Peking Opera and waited for you to come back." Say, I'll untie the rope and tear the cloth apart, huh? Why not Beijing Opera? I am very disappointed. Grandpa smiled and said, "Silly girl, how can the program be tied up?" Don't be sad, come on, grandpa bought your favorite candy! ""great! "I grabbed the candy and ate it." Gee, it's delicious ..... "Time flies, childhood passed in the blink of an eye. We should cherish our childhood, live every day well and make it the brightest pearl in our memory! Childhood is like a colorful picture, blooming brilliantly. Let me pick the most beautiful flower for everyone and read that interesting thing. I remember one time, I was only four years old, playing with toys, and my mother was preparing to change into beautiful clothes for a working meal. " This dress is a little short, and this dress is too expensive. Let's wear this dress. "Mom kept changing clothes and finally found a satisfactory dress. I looked at my mother and thought: Is my mother playing house? I want to play too. So I tried on my clothes after my mother left. " Mom has so many clothes. "I was so happy that I put on one dress after another." Ok, but there seems to be something missing. Um ... I know what I missed. "I came to the shoe cabinet and put on a pair of red high heels. I'm going to the mirror. But who knows, I fell to the ground after a few steps. It hurts. If I were not a beautiful princess, I wouldn't want to wear these shoes. I thought, struggling to stand up and come to the mirror. I looked in the mirror and thought: I must be the most beautiful princess in the world. But the reality is just the opposite, because my hair is messy and my clothes are over my shoulders, just like a little madman. But I didn't realize. Soon, my mother went home. She couldn't help laughing when she watched me fall asleep in messy clothes. Was my childhood interesting? What are you waiting for? Show your interesting childhood story quickly! My father was born in the 1970s, and his childhood was in the 1970s and 1980s. As a child born in the 20th century, I have always wondered how my father spent his childhood. Finally, after the New Year's Eve dinner, my father told me about his childhood life at my entreaties. Dad told me that it was just the reform and opening up at that time, and the material was not very rich. At that time, many things were imported from abroad and could not be bought in the market of our small cities, and the people's living standards were low. For example, matches were called "foreign fire" and kerosene was called "foreign oil" in the dialect at that time. At that time, my father's family was poor, and sometimes an egg could last a day. Canned food was a luxury for your father at that time. Compared with today, the society is rich in materials, shops are everywhere, and supermarket goods are dazzling. We can buy all kinds of items at home through the mobile APP without leaving home. Now we eat an egg for almost every meal. Every day is big fish and big meat, and no one eats canned food. We often dump inedible food into the trash can. Dad joked here: "Xiao Guo, you live a bad life every day!" " Therefore, my father often said earnestly, "There are still many people with frozen bones in my world. You should cherish food and do CD operation once every three meals a day. " Hearing this, I was deeply impressed by Li Shen's "mowing the grass at noon, sweating like a pig". Who knows the Chinese food on the plate is hard? "This classic poem has a deeper understanding. Dad took out an old cigarette paper from the drawer. He told me, "when I was a child, my toys were cigarette cases, candy paper, persimmon cores, glass marbles and so on." Dad cherishes every toy of his. Sometimes, in order to get a cigarette paper, he often follows the adult's ass and picks up the cigarette case that the adult threw on the ground at the first time. You see, dad's cigarette paper looks a little yellow because more than 30 years have passed, but it is still intact. "He pointed to the advanced toys in my dollhouse." My father never saw these toys when he was a child, but you can get them easily. "Now many of them are short of arms and feet." Hearing this, I am glad that I can live in this era, but I am also ashamed that I don't cherish this beautiful life. I secretly made up my mind to take good care of every toy of mine. Since the reform and opening up, our country has brought us rapid changes and great happiness. I hope I can grow up quickly, devote myself to the modernization of the motherland and contribute my strength to the motherland. Everyone has a unique childhood experience, and many interesting things happened in my childhood. The one that impressed me the most was the one at my grandmother's house, which gave me good memories. I remember the summer vacation the year before last, my parents sent me to my grandmother's house. Because the climate was dry at that time, a lot of water had to be released from the farmland. My brother took me and some other friends to play in the fields. It was sunny at that time, and some friends went to put the water in the ditch and wash their faces. I followed them. The friend in front ran very fast, and before he reached his destination, he only heard a cry of "ah". It turned out that there was too much water, which soaked the rice fields around the ditch into mud. When the little friend stepped on it, he naturally fell into the mud and looked at him. I tried to help him, but I just walked to the side and only heard "plop, plop". Only then did I know that my feet were trapped ... when I returned to my grandmother's house, I became a "clay figurine". The water in the ditch continued to spread outward, so I stepped on it and sank in. I was deeply impressed by this incident. It added an indispensable stroke to my childhood and made my childhood better and happier. Childhood life is like a colorful dream, which makes people memorable. What makes me laugh most is that I did a' stupid' thing that time. At that time, kindergarten was about to graduate. The weather is very hot and the sun is burning. Even the puppy was so hot that it lay on the ground and kept sticking out its tongue. We rehearsed the dance performance at school, and we sweated a lot and our clothes were wet. When I got home, I was thirsty and wanted to drink water. Unexpectedly, my mother forgot to cool the water. What shall we do? We can't drink boiled water on such a hot day. I had a brainwave and came up with a' good idea': why not just freeze the hot water in the refrigerator? Do it. I took a glass, poured hot water into it, and then put it in the refrigerator. I am secretly happy: I will talk to my mother later and see how her mother praises me. I eagerly opened the refrigerator and took out the cup. Haha, the water is frozen into ice! But when I looked at the cup carefully, it seemed to burst, scaring me to take it to the pool at once. Only a few clicks were heard and the cup cracked. I was too scared to speak. Stay there. Mother heard the sound and ran out of the room: "What's the matter? What's wrong? " At first glance, I understood everything, and "haha" laughed. My mother laughed and touched my head and said, "Silly boy, how did this happen?" When you pour hot water into a glass and put it in the refrigerator, it is called' expansion with heat and contraction with cold'. No wonder the glass is not broken! Never mind, you will understand this truth in the future! "I listened doubtfully to what my mother said. Although this "stupid" thing has passed for several years, I can't help laughing whenever I think about it! Everyone loves his childhood, and childhood has left a good memory for everyone. In my childhood, like grapes in a vineyard, there were countless interesting things, one of which I will never forget. I remember when I was four years old, my father bought me a small white wax rabbit. This rabbit is different from ordinary toys. So cute! You see, a pair of big red eyes are bright, and two ears stand high, as if listening to something. Snow white hair is so clean. I can't put it down as soon as I see it. I put it on my head for a while, then on the ground, jumping around with my hands. In this way, before the end of the day, a white white rabbit turned into a dirty little gray rabbit. what can I do? I said to Little Wax Rabbit, "Dear Rabbit, don't blame me, because I love you so much! How about I give you the most comfortable hot bath? "So I prepared a pot of hot water and soap. I put the little wax rabbit in the basin, imitated the way my mother washed things, and rubbed it hard a few times. Suddenly, the little wax rabbit became soft, one ear fell off and its eyes turned white. Put it in the basin to find dad. In a hurry, run and shout. After seeing my father, I can't tell what happened. I just took my dad by the hand and dragged him into the yard. When our father and daughter came to the basin, the white rabbit disappeared, only a layer of white wax oil was floating on the water. Seeing this scene, I cried with a wow. Dad burst out laughing. Dad held me in his arms and said to me in a friendly tone, "silly boy, this little white rabbit is made of wax and can't be washed with hot water." I nodded, but I shook my head and said nothing. It was not until later that I was sensible that I understood what it meant for my father to shake his head. From then on, whenever I mentioned this, my family and I laughed from ear to ear. Childhood is a wonderful time, a little word reminds me of one thing after another, one touching scene after another, with tears of excitement, tears of sadness, cheers of happiness and grievances ... At that time, I was very close to today. Everywhere is colorful, flowers are in full bloom, birds are singing, trees are covered, and every minute seems to fly by. Everyone is walking happily on the way to the pond. Grandma's house to play. Grandpa is very happy today. He wants to take us fishing in the pond. Do you think we can be unhappy? When I arrived at the pond, I couldn't wait to catch a fish. After a while, the fishing rod sank and a fish was hooked. I couldn't wait to pull it up. The fish plopped into the water. What a pity! I'm about to cry. Dad said, "You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. You can't pull the fish up until it has completely swallowed the bait. "Oh, I have to be careful this time. Time goes by little by little, the sun is going down, and I haven't gained anything yet. It's really urgent The fishing rod sank again and the fish was eating. I have experience this time. Enjoy the fish slowly! Seeing it was completely swallowed, I pulled hard and caught a big fish. Dad quickly put it in the bucket and looked at the "trophy", not to mention how happy he was. Through this fishing, I understand a truth: "No matter what you do, you must have patience and determination." "I like fishing. I love my colorful childhood and wonderful childhood.