Everyone has a perfect childhood and a childhood that belongs to me. Childhood is like a rainbow after rain, colorful. Childhood is a carefree and happy day. I have done many funny things before, just like the bright little stars twinkling in the sky of my childhood. Childhood is a colorful palette that makes my life interesting. Childhood is the skylight of memory. When I open it, I will have an unforgettable and happy childhood. My childhood was childish.
On that day, the hot sun was burning, the hot dogs were sticking out their tongues, and there were few pedestrians on the main road. I can't sit still at home, so I decided to go swimming.
We changed in the swimming pool and went out. We found many swimmers. We saw some of them swimming in the competition, and some of them playing with each other, just like the water-splashing festival of the Dai people. Everyone has a smile on his face. I can't wait to join their game. But I forgot that I can't swim. As soon as I entered the water, I felt top-heavy, my hands and feet were out of control, and my whole body sank. I drank a lot of water and I panicked. I began to slide, trying to climb up by myself, but my body sank. Suddenly I felt as if someone had picked me up. It's my brother. My brother said to me: to learn to swim, you must first learn to hold your breath and then practice floating. My hand caressed the railing, my body floated, and my body swayed with the water. I feel like a bubble.
Although I didn't learn to swim that day, I was still very happy.
How interesting childhood is! The fun of childhood brought me joy, and childhood was really good!
Everyone, I think, had many happy things when he was a child, and I was no exception. When I was a child, interesting things happened in my grandmother's house, like sand in the desert, which was countless.
I remember at my grandmother's house, there were countless childhood hearts and happy smiles. One summer, my cousin and I were very thirsty. If we don't want to drink water, we will sneak into the field to pick watermelons to eat. But at that time, watermelon was only as big as an oblique ball. I said to my cousin, "Forget it, just pick one." My cousin said, "Yes." We took a watermelon and tasted it. We have tasted it. Not bad, but not big but delicious. Sometimes, we invite my uncle and my father to swim in the river. Will I forget these childhood events?
I remember at my grandmother's house, where there are countless fruits on the trees in autumn, including pears, loquats, oranges and oranges, all of which grow wildly. I am like the Monkey King making a scene in the "Heavenly Palace", removing all the food in the "Heavenly Palace" and letting the people enjoy the sadness *-I keep these interesting childhood stories deeply in my mind, waiting for a bigger opportunity to recall the past when I am sad. What a meaningful thing!
Childhood is so wonderful, I like to stay in happy time.
Sixth grade childhood composition 300 words 3 "under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer", and on the grass ... "Whenever I hear this song, I will think of the interesting thing in the third grade.
After July, it will be summer vacation. I returned to my hometown. As soon as I got back to my hometown, my cousin asked me to go to a place. My cousin said to me excitedly, "Cousin, I tell you, I caught a lot of birds these days."
I will ask suspiciously, "How did you catch so many?"
My cousin asked me to wait outside with a rope tied with a wooden stick, but my cousin climbed up the roof along the ladder and said, "Cousin, throw the rope up!" " "Then, use a stick to erect the bamboo basket behind you." I propped up the bamboo basket with a stick and hid under the door. Cousin whispered, "Come on, come on, don't let the birds find me."
I climbed up, squatted on the roof, looked at the bamboo basket and waited for a long time, thinking, "It's not reliable to wait so long without a bird taking the bait!" I was thinking when a bird flew in. I quickly said, "Pull the rope, pull it quickly." Cousin said calmly, "Don't worry, wait until it relaxes its vigilance."
At this time, the bird walked out of the trap area. Then, it saw that the bamboo basket did not move and went in again. When I pull the rope, bang! Got it!
Haha, there were so many interesting things when I was a child. This is just one of them, and everything can make me linger.
The light rain in spring dyed the fine grass in the sand, and the shade in summer was the cool home for birds. The red leaves in autumn just flew away from the trees, and the snow in winter brought a new childhood. My childhood was better than anyone else. My childhood was golden, brilliant and unparalleled. My childhood was devastated by wind and rain. Everyone falls down sometimes. If I fall down, I will never give up, because I hate people who give up halfway.
You will never hear my frequent sighs. The world we live in is vast. Let's tell a fairy tale to the ants and sing a happy song to the birds. Say thank you to fireflies, lend a lamp to swans and give them a bunch of flowers to learn to fly; Even if the vegetation is covered with tight soil, even if the butterflies in the wind have blown into dead leaves; I still want to be a walking tree to shelter those helpless people from the wind and rain. Facing the wind and rain, I lit my heart. Even if you can never realize your wishes, childhood fantasies can blossom and bear fruit. Exchange youth for eternal childhood friends; Experience the pain of growing up together, let's start all over again.
My years are like a stream that never returns. Spring has gone and come back year after year. My childhood dream is still beating in my heart, and a bunch of flowers have withered and bloomed in my heart.
In fact, I can always hear many children yelling at home from a distance. They may be playing games or chatting, but in any case, they are hidden in my memory.
Because I grow up slowly, because of the increasing pressure of study, I feel that those things are getting farther and farther away from me.
I don't know when it started. I'm used to staying at home and don't want to go out. Even if I hear all kinds of laughter and conversations outside, I am envious even inside. At most, I just stood at the door and looked at it, too lazy to participate.
Maybe it's because I'm unfamiliar, I don't particularly like playing with them, or maybe I really have too many things to do, homework that I can never finish, and problems that I can never review.
After all, there is a big mountain above us, and there is still a road ahead for us to reclaim.
Maybe this is life.
I don't remember where I read it. They say that Americans let them give full play when they are young and learn a lot in college, instead of avoiding elective courses and compulsory courses as we do now.
I always feel that many things make sense, but not all of them are complicated.
Sixth grade childhood composition 300 words 6 childhood is a cup of coffee, full of fragrance; Childhood is a song, beautiful; Childhood is a butterfly, colorful ... childhood is so beautiful, how can you not remember it? I put on a pair of wings and swam in the sky of my childhood to see how lively I was when I was a child.
When I was a child, I was crazy with my brothers and sisters next door, crazy. They went to the field to pick straw mushrooms, and I followed. Once in the field, I was bigger and more than anyone who picked mushrooms. I rummaged through the straw pile and saw the "small umbrella" with white ash. I thought it was funny and took them off carefully. In order to pick straw mushrooms out of the wet mud, I often fall all over with mud, but I think it's a pleasure.
Every time I see a butterfly dancing in the grass, my young heart wants it very much, so I catch it, but after I catch it, I let it go again.
There is also a peach tree in the village. In summer, it bears very red peaches, like a little girl's face. The ego and other children felt itchy when they saw it, so the boys went up to play with peaches, and we met below. Eat after picking enough, that sweet taste is really delicious!
Childhood is a new leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. ...
In the Chinese class this morning, Teacher Lu drew a smiling face on the blackboard. This smiling face has eyes and a mouth, but no nose. After reading this, I felt very funny and thought: Did the teacher draw something wrong? Why does this person have no nose? Just thinking about this, Teacher Lu's voice sounded. She said, "Please turn to page 58 and see what games are there in the picture?" I looked at these photos. One is a game in which an eagle catches a chicken, the other is a picture of losing a handkerchief, and the other is a clown, just like a blackboard, without a nose. I'm just wondering what game this is. Teacher Lu said, "Today we will play a game of sticking our noses."
When I heard that I was playing such a novel game, my classmates held their little hands high, and I was no exception. I also want to play this game that I have never played before. Teacher Lu asked three students to play this game. Because their eyes are blindfolded, they can't see anything in front of them at all. Some students put their noses on their left faces, some students put their noses on the corners of their mouths, and some students put their noses on their eyes. The students all laughed when they saw that all three students had put their noses in the wrong place.
This game is very interesting.
The sixth grade childhood composition is 300 words. Friday in August is here again. Every Friday, there will be our favorite class. This class is a small world full of laughter! The theme of this class is "drying my childhood photos".
Teacher Jia said: "Everyone has photos of his childhood. Today, let's take a look at our childhood photos! " Then, Mr. Jia turned on the projector, adjusted the angle and size, and officially started the class. The teacher took many photos from the plastic bag and put them on the projector one by one. Let's guess. We can always guess. It's amazing! The teacher also made it more difficult for us to look at clothes or a certain part of the body, but we still guessed it.
The one-minute short class passed, and the class was over soon, but we were still immersed in the fun of guessing photos. ...
Those photos were taken more than ten years ago, but in retrospect, my memory is vague. But I feel as if yesterday I was a child who couldn't walk, talk or wear clothes. Hehe, I can't help laughing when I think of my childhood stupidity. Time flies, now that we are all grown up and about to graduate, we should cherish time more! I've made up my mind that in 10, I will definitely come back and have a look at my alma mater again!
Please don't enjoy eating or drinking. Thank you for your cooperation: I came to my grandmother's house that day. This year, my grandmother built a new "chicken nest". I want to go in and play when I see it, because my name is Zhouyi, and everyone calls me "chicken wings", which is one of the same kind, hee hee. Grandma told me that he was going out to buy some eggs and let me watch the house. I am depressed: Why do I have to do something every time I come to my grandmother's house? I saw a chicken lay an egg in that nest. I was surprised and said, hey, can chickens lay eggs?
Maybe you think I'm naive, but after all, I can't help but have a bad idea at school: grandma is going to buy eggs, and I just help her "dig out eggs." I put on gloves and grinned and said, "Chicken, I'm coming. Help me get some eggs! " "I flew into the henhouse. When the chickens saw me, they seemed to know that I was going to dig eggs and flew around in fear. I caught a chicken and pulled it out. I pulled it out and pulled it to death. What? No? Anger, I'll pay again, damn it, and then grandma and my friends came ... unfinished, to be continued ...
Sixth grade childhood composition 300 words 10 In the first class this morning, Teacher Lu took the whole class to play the game of "sticking nose".
Miss Lu, please come to the podium and play. Teacher Lu blindfolded her eyes and made her turn three times. Then, Teacher Lu asked, "What are you thinking now?" Xu Kexin said, "I can't see. There is darkness everywhere. " Teacher Lu carefully helped her onto the platform and handed her nose. Teacher Lu asked Xu Kexin what he was thinking. Xu Kexin said, "Where is the nose?" At this time, the students want to tell Xu Kexin what they know. (So everyone shouted noisily: "Left ... Left ..." "Right ... Right ...") Teacher Lu asked what you heard now. Xu Kexin said: "Now my ears are full of voices, some say left and some say right. I don't know which side to choose." Xu Kexin finally made up her mind. She raised her nose. At this time, the students all burst into laughter. Xu Kexin took off the blindfold and looked at it. "I put my nose under my eyes!" Xu Kexin also smiled shyly.
The bell rang while playing.