1 childhood is like a bunch of colorful flowers, bright and gorgeous. Childhood is like a kaleidoscope full of fantasies and miracles. Looking back on my childhood, that carefree life, that silly fun, sometimes I can't help laughing.
I remember when I was 6 years old, it was a sunny Sunday, and my parents specially asked for leave to take me to Shan Zhi Park. In the park, my mother took many photos of me while playing with me.
When I got home at night, I was clamoring to see photos. Mother said, "I can't see it yet." I have to wash it out to see it. " Oh, the original photos were developed from the camera. However, mom and dad just talked and didn't do it.
The next morning, my parents went to work and left me with my grandmother. Seeing the camera on the desk, I thought: Mom and Dad must have been too busy at work and forgot to develop the photos. Let me help them wash! So I quickly picked up the camera from the table and went to the bathroom. Then, unscrew the faucet, open the back cover of the camera and put it in the water to rush up. However, I washed and washed ... for a while, but I didn't develop any photos. "There must be not enough water." So, plug the sewer pipe, then turn the faucet to the maximum position until the water fills the sink and immerse the camera in the sink. One minute, two minutes ... just not a picture. "Oh, the camera must be broken, which has kept me busy for a long time." I put the camera back on the table in disappointment.
At noon, my mother got off work. She found the camera wet and said in surprise, "Oh, my God! Why is the camera so wet? " "Mom, it's me developing the photos!" I thought I had done a good deed, and I said it before my mother finished. "How can a camera be washed in water?" Mom is a little angry. When I heard this, I felt a little wronged and muttered, "Didn't you say that the photos should be developed yesterday?" "Do you have any photos?" "I washed for a long time, but I didn't. The camera must be broken. " After listening to me, my mother couldn't help laughing. She laughed and touched my head with her finger: "Little fool! This photo was developed in a darkroom with a special potion. How can it be developed with tap water? " I hung my head in shame. As a result, the film was exposed, the photos could not be developed naturally, and the camera was damaged by water.
Although it has been several years, I still feel stupid when I think about it now. Childhood is so childish and ridiculous!
Diary of childhood fun 2 childhood is picturesque, and countless wonderful moments are fixed; Childhood is like a song with countless happy notes; Childhood is like a river; Surfing carefree happy waves, childhood is like a wonderful kaleidoscope, which makes people immersed in pleasure forever-countless fantasies and silly childlike innocence will piece together one interesting thing after another, and they will always laugh when they think of it.
I admired the stars who performed on the big stage since I was a child. Many people will know them through TV and become their fans. So, when I was 4 years old, an idea came to my fantasy mind: let me perform on the big stage, so that I can be famous and have fans. But what should I do when I hear adults say that it will take several days to go to the big stage by train? I think I must find a way to perform quickly. I thought and thought ... Suddenly, I saw my mother open the door and walk into the kitchen. A good idea suddenly occurred to me: I can also open the TV door, then walk into the TV and get on the big stage. It's as troublesome as adults say. "Hee hee" adults are so stupid. Seeing that mom and dad are gone, I "opened the door" in front of the TV, but I kept pulling my left and right without opening the "TV door", huh? What happened? What about the TV door? Ah, dad came back, and I went back to the sofa and thought, although I didn't think of a better way, I could turn on the TV and go in again. Do as you say. I went to the yard and got a lighter brick. I crept into the house and walked to the TV. This is my father suddenly coming. Seeing this, he asked me what I wanted. Seeing this scene, I told the story in detail. Father laughed after listening. I asked my father strangely, "Dad, what are you laughing at?" Dad said, "You can't smash the TV if you want to perform." ? Not only can you not get in, but you can't watch TV. ""why? " "Well, you are too young to have much knowledge in your head. You will understand when you grow up. "
Why can't I smash the TV? I know now that I won't do such stupid things as "knocking on the TV door" and "smashing the TV" again.
Oh! Childhood is picturesque, childhood is like a song, and unforgettable childhood fun makes people immersed in pleasure forever.
Childhood is like a boat, full of sweets, toys, laughter and happiness. Childhood is like a colorful dream, which makes people nostalgic and yearning. Interesting stories in my childhood often bring me good memories.
I remember one year, my family raised several small goldfish with round eyes and golden bodies, which were very cute! One day, those little goldfish gave birth to ten small fish. That little fish's body is very small and cute!
Another year, when I was a child. I like playing in the ice and snow, having snowball fights and making snowmen. Whenever winter comes, goose feather-like snowflakes fall from the sky, one after another, like silver flowers and white butterflies. Looking forward to the world, I can only see snowflakes fluttering, like petals blowing to the ground, spinning in succession; Like the seven fairies scattered flowers, flying all over the sky.
Childhood is a cup of coffee, which makes people memorable; Childhood is a book, and every page records the joys and sorrows of our hours; Childhood is a cup of tea. It still smells good after drinking. Childhood is a painting, which contains our colorful life. An insect, a toy, a discovery, an argument … trivial but full of our happiness, dreams and pursuits. Childhood is a pure and unforgettable time.
Childhood makes me unforgettable, I recall my childhood too much!
Childhood is a clear river with white waves and flowers. Childhood is a fragrant flower, a box full of little secrets and a colorful dream full of laughter. There are countless stories about childhood, and one thing is particularly interesting.
I remember when I was two or three years old, I once took an egg quietly while my family was not looking, and went to a corner to start hatching chickens. I thought the chicks I hatched must be very cute. Oh, the chicken really hatched under the bed. It has Mao Mao's hair and a sharp mouth, and it lingers around me. Bang, I woke up from a daydream with nothing. I rushed to the kitchen and asked my mother what was going on. My mother told me the reason, and it dawned on me.
Childhood is a painting, which contains our colorful life. Childhood is a song, which contains our happiness and happiness; Childhood is a dream, which contains our imagination and longing.
I remember one time, I came home from school with a stomachache and thought I was terminally ill. I ended my life thinking that I still had a lot of things to do. My tears will flow down. After that, I went into the room, picked up a pen and paper and wrote my last words to my parents. At this point, after writing, I lay quietly on the sofa, waiting for death. Then somehow I fell asleep slowly. When my mother came back, she saw me lying on the sofa and the note was on the table, so she quickly woke me up. Then I woke up. I thought I was dead and went to hell. My mother saw that I woke up and quickly asked me what was wrong. I told my mother the whole story. My mother burst into laughter. I asked her, "Mom, what are you laughing at?" Mother said, "silly child, you just have a stomachache." Just take some medicine. "
Laugh every time I think about it. Childhood is colorful, and you also have many interesting things in childhood! Tell me, okay?
Life is like a necklace full of jewels, and childhood is the most dazzling gem; Memory is like the sea, and childhood is the most beautiful spray; Life is like a big tree, and childhood is the most dazzling green leaf … and I think childhood is a beach full of colorful shells, and I would like to share the most beautiful "shells" with you.
One night when I was seven or eight years old, there were moons and stars in the sky. I took an empty washbasin and ran to the yard to receive water and wash my face. The tap rattled, and I turned it off when the water in the basin was half full. I was about to pick it up when the water level in the washbasin calmed down and turned into a mirror, and a "white jade plate" moon appeared in the mirror! There are little stars around. I looked up at the sky. Isn't there a moon and stars? I think: Mother Moon's baby must be too naughty. Come to my house to play and bring her partner down. I hurried home and told my mother what I had found: "Mom, mom! Mother Moon's baby ran into my washbasin to play, and there were some little stars! " Say that finish, took her hand and ran into the yard, pointing to the washbasin to show her mother. After reading it, my mother beamed at me and said, "Well, go to sleep first and come to see the moon tomorrow!" " "The next morning, I went to fetch water again. There was nothing in the washbasin but blue sky and white clouds. Then I burst into tears: "I want the moon! I want the moon! "This stumped my mother. Where can I find the moon? Mother touched my head and said, "Don't cry. If you behave well today, I will find the moon for you. "I stopped crying immediately after listening. At night, my mother found the moon for me again. ...
Although it rained heavily last night, I remembered that I was worried about the disappearance of the moon, and I couldn't help laughing shyly.
Diary of childhood fun 7 Many people especially liked to watch Journey to the West when they were young, and so did I when I was young. I especially admire the Monkey King, who is a magical figure. I can't help imitating him when I think of him.
I remember when I was seven years old, I once went to my grandmother's house to play. There happened to be an episode of Journey to the West's Monkey King Thrice Defeats the Skeleton Demon on TV. Because the content was so wonderful, I was so engrossed in it that I couldn't help gesturing as if I were there.
After a while, the performance was over. I stood up, stretched myself, and then went to play in the yard. As I walked, I thought about the battle between Sun and Bai. I unconsciously picked up the broom next to me and gestured. There were no monsters! It happened that grandma's cock bravely walked past me, right! Think of it as a monster "Hey, ha! Where to run! Eat my old grandson! " I imitated the plot on TV and chased chickens all over the yard with a broom, shouting "Where to escape!" " "I am very proud.
Suddenly, the chicken ran and ran, turned its head and spread its wings, as if ready to fight with me. I'm a little scared. He rushed at me. At the moment it jumped over my head, I threw down my broom and shouted, "Help! I dare not again! " Run back. That was close! I ran back to the house out of breath, quickly closed the door and looked out of the window. I saw that chicken was even more arrogant, strolling leisurely in the yard, and his attitude was very arrogant!
I can't help laughing when I think of that embarrassing little thing. This is a wonderful part of my childhood, and I will never forget it!