A joke composition that happened to me.

Stupid childhood is a colorful river; Childhood is a seven-color road; Childhood is a shining bridge; Childhood is a dream world. It's gone forever like running water, but I'll never see my childhood again. At that time, I was still young, only six years old. One noon that summer, my father took a nap with me, but I couldn't sleep. I don't know whether it's too hot or too energetic. I tossed and turned in bed, looking around, always looking for something to do, but I didn't know what to do. At this time, my father beside me was snoring and sleeping soundly. I looked at my father carefully and looked around. Suddenly found that dad's eyebrows are very long, and some are very long. Then, a ghost idea came into my mind to cut my father's eyebrows. So, I got up, found scissors, picked them up and prepared to cut them, but hesitated. I think, can the eyebrows grow back after being cut? On second thought, isn't it necessary to go to the barber shop to cut people's hair when it grows? Eyebrows are about the same as hair, and I'm going to cut them in one sentence. So, I gently put the scissors near my father's eyebrows and carefully aimed at them. I only heard a click and my eyebrows were cut off. The sleeping father seemed to feel something and turned over, but fell asleep. I took a deep breath, and at first glance, it was terrible. Cut it too short and ugly. What should I do? My father will be angry when he sees it. Thinking of this, I quickly pretended as if nothing had happened, lying in bed, thinking, will dad wake up and scold me? Thinking about it, I fell asleep in a daze, my eyebrows,' I don't know how long it took, I was awakened by my father's roar, and I ran over immediately. It turned out that dad woke up and washed his face, and when he looked in the mirror, he found that his eyebrows were much shorter, and it was obvious. I was shocked to see my father Mo Min's wonderful facial expression. "What is this?" Dad asked me with a straight face. I wanted to cut off your extra-long eyebrows, but I accidentally cut them too much. But, dad, your eyebrows will grow, please. . . . ; Before I finished, my father said angrily and helplessly,' What? How can you-'My dad saw that I was timid and didn't say anything more. Babi, that's because I'm too young to know anything, and I'm his darling. I took the opportunity to raise my face, kissed my parents' faces and said coquetry,' Dad, your eyebrows must grow very fast. After listening to my words, looking at me, my father's face full of tears and laughter finally unfolded. Yes, childhood life is like a flower, colorful; As beautiful as a song, as fragrant as wine; Such as the poem "Yujing" is profound and colorful. I love my childhood. I can't help laughing whenever I think of the stupid things I have done. If time can go back once, I would like to go back to my beautiful and fragrant childhood.