My childhood composition

In daily study, work and life, many people have written compositions. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our hearts and think about our future direction. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my childhood composition, welcome to share.

My childhood composition 1 As the saying goes, "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own jade characters". I have been a bookworm since I was a child. I heard from my mother that as long as there is a slow picture book, I will not make noise and watch it quietly. It seems that there are always secrets in books that attract me to discover. Wilson once said: "Books are the windows to observe the world through the mind. There are no books in the house, just like there are no windows in the room. " The book has become my partner, and he has always accompanied me and accompanied me to grow up.

Chairman Mao said, "You can stay up for a day without eating or reading." As long as I am free, I can't help reading. Such as: Encyclopedia, Dad in the Pocket, Robinson Crusoe, etc. The world of books always makes me forget all about eating and sleeping, but it also makes me feel deeply and personally. At home, only books are inseparable. They are on the desk, beside the bed and in the cupboard. Books are a vast world, a vast ocean and an infinite universe, which always leads me to Auspicious.

Reading not only increased my knowledge, but also broadened my horizons. For example, Encyclopedia made me understand the wonder of this world, Charlotte's Web made me feel pure friendship, Robinson Crusoe made me know that it is not easy to survive on a desert island, and Dad in the Pocket made me understand that a child can save the world.

Liu Xiang once said: Books are still medicine, and good reading can cure fools. Reading makes me progress, reading makes me grow, and reading will accompany me forever!

When I was a child, I spent most of my time at my grandparents' house. In that small village, I was full of laughter and laughter everywhere.

At that time, I was just a three-year-old child, but walking, running, jumping and jumping in a small country was an indispensable part of me. In front of grandma's house, there are melons and vines, bamboos, flowers and trees everywhere. Grandma told me that melons and vines in the backyard would trip me up, so I'd better not go! I just don't listen. I just want to pick melons on the vine and catch butterflies on the flowers. I fell again and again. When I was a child, I was always naughty and liked challenges. Obviously, I can't pick them or arrest them. It's an honor!

In the bamboo forest, next to several big stones, I often go to see chickens foraging, hens laying eggs and cocks crowing. Over time, those chickens became my good friends. Every time I walk into the bamboo forest with food, roosters, hens and chickens will come around and ask me for food. I won't let them starve, so I will give them everything I eat. They cooed as they ate, as if thanking me, not to mention that I had it.

In the Woods, there is a cherry tree planted by grandma. In Grain Rain season, when the cherry is red, I will be held by my grandmother, standing under the cherry tree and reaching for the cherry to eat. Cherry is big and red, much like a small red lantern, hanging on the treetops. Because it is picked by itself, it tastes more sweet and sour.

I often appear in the flowers, because grandma likes planting flowers and I like watering them. These flowers of different shapes bloom in different seasons, and red, green, pink and purple are fascinating.

Now that I have grown up, my small village has been transformed into a high-rise building, and my grandparents' family has moved into an apartment. Now I often think of the small village where my grandparents lived when I was a child, the melons and vines there, the chickens there and the cherry trees at that time. Because these things are fun for me, I didn't feel sad in them, and happiness became the endorsement of my childhood.

My childhood composition 3 In my colorful childhood, many toy friends accompanied me. What impressed me the most was the lovely plush toy-the little white rabbit.

I saw it among all kinds of dolls when I was three years old.

It wears a white velvet coat, with long ears, leans forward, and has three flaps of mouth, as if chewing grass with relish. What is even more striking is that a little red nose above the mouth is particularly interesting. The round face is embedded with a pair of big eyes like red agate, which gives people a smart and gentle feeling.

Since then, the white rabbit has become my good friend. I take it with me everywhere. I'm afraid it will get hungry when it eats. I feed it spoon by spoon. When I put something on his face, his little face was funny, just like it was alive. I also let it lie next to me when I sleep. When I told a story to its long ears, I found its bright eyes staring at me unblinkingly. I really like it. I'm willing to do anything for it.

It can share my joys and sorrows with me. It smiles at me every day, so I have nothing to worry about when I see it. When I am sad, it comforts me and persuades me like a psychological counselor; When I am happy, it looks at me with a smile, as if clapping for me.

This is my childhood friend, a lovely friend, and a good friend who is inseparable from me.

My childhood composition 4 Everyone's childhood is interesting, and mine is the same, colorful, carefree, happy and sad. Next, let me tell an interesting childhood story!

When I was five years old, I wanted to play with a lighter, but my parents wouldn't let me.

One day, my family went out, only my cousin and I were at home, and the lighter was on the low table. I thought to myself: this is a good opportunity, my parents and grandparents are not at home, and the lighter is in front of me, just to satisfy my desire to play with lighters! Call cousin to play together! I ran to my cousin and giggled and asked, "Cousin, do you want to play something?" Very interesting! "My cousin listened and asked curiously," What is it? ""lighter. " I said loudly. Hearing this, my cousin snickered and replied, "Great! "

We two children ran over, holding a lighter in one hand, and ran back to the room to start playing, not to mention how happy we were. But playing around, I get bored. I had a whim: burn something else with a lighter. In the room, the first thing we think of is mosquito nets. We pressed the button and slowly approached the mosquito net. As soon as the fire touched the mosquito net, it instantly pierced a small hole. My cousin and I took turns burning and burned several holes at once. We thought of burning paper towels again. We almost burned half a roll of paper towels, and when we were tired of playing, we stopped this "crazy" move and quietly put the lighter back in its original place.

After a while, grandma came back. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a burning smell. She looked around and found that there were several holes in the mosquito net and half of the tissues were missing. Suddenly, grandma flew into a rage and immediately found us two naughty eggs. We must be honest. After listening to this, grandma cooked us a "fried pork with rattan".

My childhood was really interesting!

My childhood composition 5 Childhood is like a blue ocean, and the interesting things in childhood are like shining shells on the seashore. I am on the shore of that memory, looking for the best shells. Ah, I found it ... I remember once, I saw my father sleeping in bed, so a "bad" idea suddenly came to my little head, that is, drawing, not on paper, of course, but-

I first find out the paint, pen and water, and then I carefully draw a big "king" on my father's forehead, and then draw a string of golden stripes on my father's face with khaki, so that I am a majestic tiger. After painting, I felt happy for my "masterpiece" and sorry that my father's face was painted like this. I looked at my "masterpiece" happily.

Run to the bathroom and look in the mirror. When he found that his face had been painted by me, he didn't care about the watercolor paint on his face, so he ran into the house to chase me. I hurried to the kitchen and hid behind my mother. Mother doesn't know what happened. When she saw her father's face, she smiled, too. How interesting childhood is! I like my colorful childhood!

My childhood composition 6 Everyone has his own happy childhood, so do I, such as burying turtles, eating soap bubbles and so on. What do you want to hear? If I don't know, I'll just talk about eating soap bubbles!

I was naughty and curious when I was a child. I often see my father drinking beer there. Every time he fills it, there will be foam. He takes a sip and says it's delicious. Every time I want to drink, my father doesn't agree, so I often pretend to drink beer behind my parents' backs.

Once, my mother was washing clothes. I saw a lot of bubbles and thought it was beer, so I tricked my mother out, picked up a cup and drank it like my father. When I took the first sip, I felt sour, not as delicious as my father said, so I ran to my mother and cried, "Dad lied to me that beer was not good, but he said it was good." Mother felt strange and said to herself, "There is no beer at home. What can she drink?" I happened to hear this sentence. I dragged my mother to the bathroom and said, "Isn't this beer?" My mother saw all this and hugged me and said, "My little ancestor!" " "But I don't know what happened. My mother laughs and I laugh.

It's really funny to think of it now, and I feel stupid. Friends, what do you think of me? Would you like to be friends with me?

My childhood composition 7 time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Childhood silly fun, all kinds of happiness, have become sparkling necklaces. ...

Today, I can still remember the stupid things when I was a child. When I was four years old, one day, my father and I went to my grandmother's house. As it happens, neighbors will also go out. Suddenly, the little boy next door jumped forward three squares on purpose. Seeing how cool he is, I can't help but want to go on like this. Then my father took my hand and said, "Don't be like him! It's strange that such a fracture doesn't jump out! " I dismissed the idea. I curled my lips and said, "I won't do such a stupid thing."

However, I still can't resist the temptation. In the afternoon, I went out and went downstairs to "try my hand". I'll jump two squares first-never mind! I think: I will definitely jump through four squares and let my friends see my "unparalleled magic"! So I called my friends upstairs and downstairs. It doesn't matter if you jump two or three squares, but when you jump four squares, I accidentally slipped-two front teeth fell out! I fell to the ground crying.

Hearing this, my mother quickly helped me up and said, "Silly boy, didn't dad tell you to stop jumping?" ! "Listen to my mother, I dare not jump forward.

These stupid things in six years have become beautiful memories.

My childhood composition 8 I have a happy family. I was born in beautiful and vast Canada. I love Canadian, but I love China more. When I was a baby, my parents customized a fetal writing brush for me as a souvenir, engraved with the words "Love Canadian, Rooted in China"-this is my parents' expectation.

Since I was born, my parents have always said: children are the best gift from God, and we should let the baby have a healthy and happy childhood. When I was just two years old, my mother taught me how to hold scissors and learn how to make handicrafts. My grandparents taught me how to use chopsticks. They also taught me how to count and know Chinese characters, and told me all kinds of stories and life truths at home and abroad. ...

In Canada, my parents and I visited Nicaragua Waterfall, picked up maple leaves, had snowball fights and practiced swimming. In Japan, my mother took me to eat Japanese food, take the Shinkansen high-speed train and visit Disneyland. After returning home, my parents accompanied me to the Summer Palace, Yuanmingyuan, Science and Technology Museum, Planetarium ... countless interesting places, and I grew up in the arms of love. In order to know more about China's profound culture, my parents let me choose to study in the motherland since I was a child, and they also returned to work in the motherland.

What makes me happy is that my father and I are still "alumni"! I like Xiyuan Primary School and our teacher. I learned a lot of cultural knowledge, folk songs, ancient poems, songs, dances and so on. I am very happy here. Besides attending classes, I also compete with my classmates to jump rope, throw sandbags and draw mazes. Doing duty cleaning together, I learned to help my classmates and care about the group. I love my childhood, and I love my motherland even more.

My childhood composition 9 people often say that there is happiness in childhood; Others say that childhood is bitter. Childhood is actually sour, sweet, bitter and happy. Let me talk about my childhood!

My childhood was bitter. I grew up in a very remote place-Dengya New Village. I don't think I have heard of it, hehe! Since my second grade, my mother has taken me to cram school. That teacher is super fierce, and because I sit opposite her! Scold me every time I do something wrong-grandma! I also know that the teacher is good for me, but I still hate him! That teacher is also from my school. When she is angry, she always hits people around her. I am so angry! Ninety-nine percent of the students in this school hate that teacher. The teacher said she would keep her voice down, and she didn't keep her voice down! As the saying goes, "If you want others to be good, you have to be good yourself." The teacher has always said that we should follow her example, so we should follow his example! Ha ha. I still remember that every time after class, the teacher asked us to sit still for a long time, which made our feet sour! We all hope that teachers can transfer schools. One more thing, the headmaster has been teaching dance without taking care of our study! It doesn't matter that I was chosen by the headmaster to dance; It doesn't matter if you are scolded for not dancing well. The important thing is that I learned that the headmaster chose my sister instead of dancing on stage. I waste time learning to dance!

Alas, my childhood was really bitter! What about your childhood?

My childhood composition 10 childhood is like a palette, which keeps tuning and evokes my colorful memories: childhood is like a Rubik's cube, which turns gently to reveal my joys and sorrows; Childhood is like the cradle of memory, full of happiness; Childhood is a cup of sweet coffee, a colorful photo album and sweet maltose. Let people stop for a long time in the aftertaste!

My childhood was carefree and happy. When I was a child, I spent my whole life in a small yard. There are two generations of our grandparents and grandchildren in the yard. We often get together in the yard to eat together.

When I was two years old, I entered kindergarten. I am diligent and studious, and I am often praised by teachers and rewarded by schools. My parents are happy with every progress I have made, and they also give me great encouragement for my setbacks and failures. When I am disobedient, my father will severely criticize me and give me reason; When I was unhappy and crying, my mother quietly let me cry in her arms. I didn't understand why my father was so strict at that time, but I didn't understand his painstaking efforts until I grew up.

I am a primary school student in grade one, and my mother has been helping me solve difficult problems, so my grades have been among the best and I have been praised by my teachers. Under the guidance of my mother and teachers, I slowly learned a lot of life experiences and a lot of life truths.

This is my childhood, my childhood is so ordinary, it has no luxury, it has no cars and buildings, but it will always be my wealth. It will give me encouragement when I encounter difficulties, so that I can always maintain a childlike innocence. This will be a shining stroke in my life!

My childhood composition 1 1 Every child has a beautiful dream. These dreams grow with us and keep our hearts full of hope forever. I also had a beautiful dream, which left an indelible mark in my childhood.

I used to play literacy cards when I was a child. There are many pictures of Chinese tourist attractions on the card, such as the Forbidden City, Tiananmen Square, Wan Li Great Wall and Qin Terracotta Warriors ... How awesome! Looking at the photos, I imagined myself standing in front of Tiananmen Square. I fantasized that I climbed the Great Wall of Wan Li; I fantasize that I am enjoying the exquisite murals in the Mogao grottoes ... how wonderful it would be! I really want to visit all the tourist attractions in China. So, this dream planted seeds in my childhood.

I was amazed at the Lushan Waterfall, which "flies straight down to the thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days", at the West Lake in Hangzhou, which "wants to compare with the West Lake, and the thick makeup is always appropriate", and at Mount Tai in Dongyue, which "climbs to the top, and at a glance, all other mountains look like dwarfs under the blue sky." It is said that Dongting Lake "looks at the scenery of Dongting Lake from a distance, and a green snail is in a silver plate", and Emei Mountain "sets in half a moon and falls flat on the Qiang River". Looking forward to the sunset in Sanya, the winding Great Wall in Wan Li, the vividness of Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses, the exquisiteness of Mogao Grottoes and the breath of Potala Palace ... I look forward to it every day, and I can fulfill my dream of traveling.

Finally, in the summer of 1 1, my classmates and I went to Beijing for the first time. We climbed the Badaling Great Wall and visited Tiananmen Square, Forbidden City, Gongwangfu, Wangfujing Street, Summer Palace, Bird's Nest and Tsinghua University ... This time, I really like the long history of China and the beautiful tourist attractions in China!

My dream of traveling is in progress, and I am growing up with my dream bit by bit. ...

My childhood composition 12 When I was a child, my parents were busy doing business and often left me at home to be taken care of by my retired uncle Liu next door. So many years now, the chess that Uncle Liu gave me is still at home, but I left my original city because I moved, and my contact with Uncle Liu was also broken. But whenever I think of this childhood friend who is also a teacher and friend, I always have mixed feelings.

I remember that Uncle Liu taught me to play chess first. His family has a pair of ancestral jade chess, ebony chessboard and white jade pieces. When I touch this chess set, I can always feel the time passing at my fingertips. Uncle Liu not only taught me to play chess, but also taught me a lot about life through playing chess. Whenever I think about it, I always benefit a lot. He told me, "Life is like a chess game. You are still young, you don't know what you will encounter in the future, but you should make every choice now, think carefully every time, and don't let you regret your current choice later. " At that time, when I was young, I always blinked and listened speciously to what Uncle Liu said to me. Quiet and elegant style, a general's cautious attitude and no regrets left a deep impression on my childhood.

Until now, I have been grateful for this opportunity to know my childhood friend, Uncle Liu, who was also my mentor when I was most ignorant. I will never forget his inculcation.

My childhood composition 13 My childhood is a string of bubbles, each bubble is a story, my childhood is a string of notes, singing happy songs!

When I was a child, my mother always liked to take my cousin and me to visit my grandmother in the country. Grandma told us that she had nothing to play when she was a child, but she liked to play around. So, we also played. We first found a piece of land, then found some to sneak over and finally dug a hole.

Let's play. I crawled on the ground, tracing the small pit, bouncing, and couldn't help but roll forward slowly. Finally, I slammed near the hole. When I arrived at my cousin's place, I saw him in a hurry, swinging for a while and tracing for a while. After a while, he finally began to bounce and roll forward quickly. It crossed the pit, haha! I won! My cousin dumped me reluctantly.

Here we go again. This time, my cousin served first, only to see his hand roll down and fall into the pit with a snap. I didn't show that I did, but I also shot. Unexpectedly, the note was crooked, so I had to give it to him reluctantly.

The third round has begun. This time I bounced Liu Liu out with a flick, but my cousin was not so lucky. His Liu Liu is crooked, too. I am very happy. He gave me Liu Liu.

After several rounds, I won a lot, but he didn't win any. I am very proud! I once experienced a toy that my grandmother played with when she was a child. Very interesting.

I love this game!

I like colorful colors and light up my life!

My childhood composition 14 time flies. In a blink of an eye, I have bid farewell to my colorful childhood, but I still remember the bright smile of my childhood partner.

Little Xixi was my childhood bosom friend. We are inseparable all day, so we can be regarded as good buddies. It was he who changed my life and brought happiness to my life.

When I was a child, I was introverted and didn't like to play around. The boring life in my childhood made me very tired, but since I met Xiaoxi, my view on life has changed a lot. He took me out to play and told me all kinds of interesting things. It seems that I have been infected by him, and I have become much more cheerful. He let me know that life is colorful. As long as you pay more attention to observation, you will find that life is so wonderful.

Once, Xixi and I went to catch fish. Beside a small ditch, he took off his hat, threw up his trouser legs, and looked for a target in the ditch without saying a word. I watched, and soon, I caught a basket of fish. I advised him to leave, but he didn't seem satisfied. He took my words as "water in one ear and water in the other." Something unexpected happened, really unexpected. His toe was accidentally cut by the glass, and bright red blood kept flowing out. Seeing him like this, I broke out in a cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a painful smile, telling me that he was fine, so he stumbled up and walked home. I can't imagine how he held back the pain, just laughed it off and put everything away. Indeed, people living in this world will inevitably have twists and turns and difficulties. If we can face all kinds of difficulties in life with a smile, it will halve the pain and make life more valuable.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly. Time has killed the years, but it can't take away our strong friendship. It will become a part of my memory.

My childhood composition 15 My childhood is like a beautiful pearl necklace, and the story of my childhood is the crystal pearls, so pure and flawless. When I want to find the purest and most beautiful one, I always show a kind of shyness.

When I was five, my mother bought me a porcelain doll. I fell in love with her at first sight She is really beautiful: big watery eyes, a red toot mouth and black hair pouring down like a waterfall. I can't let her go. I hold her all day, eat, sleep and play with her. My friends all envy me.

After a few days, I suddenly found that the porcelain doll was a little dirty: the black hair had a little more "colorful flowers", the big eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black clouds, and the small mouth seemed to say, "Master, I am so dirty." What should I do? I had a brainwave. Why don't I bathe the porcelain doll?

As soon as I started, I took the porcelain doll to the bathroom, put it in a basin, and then put some water in it. Then I picked up the brush and brushed it hard. But I found that the more I brushed the doll, the dirtier it got. Finally, it became a dusty thing, and my head and body were in a mess. I cried sadly. ...

When my mother came home from work, she saw me crying under the siege of "bubbles" in the bathroom and asked me anxiously why. I choked up and told my mother the cause and effect of the incident intermittently. My mother laughed at this and said, "Silly child, porcelain dolls are painted with pigments, of course, they will fade." After I knew the truth, I also smiled through tears and laughed with my mother.

Looking back now, I can't help laughing. Yes, the story of childhood is childish and beautiful. It is precisely because of these wonderful stories that my childhood will be colorful and that beautiful childlike innocence will fly my dreams. With a dream, I will grow unconsciously in the long journey of life. ...