Everyone has an unforgettable childhood, and those interesting past events are as dazzling as the stars in the sky, often emitting charming brilliance. These interesting memories often come to my mind and make me unforgettable.

Childhood is childish and ridiculous. I remember that time, my mother was not at home because of something, and it was almost time for dinner, but I couldn't cook. I thought to myself, wouldn't my mother cook faster if I finished washing the dishes? So I had a brainwave and came up with a clever plan: doesn't mom usually wash clothes with a washing machine? Why can't I wash vegetables with a washing machine? It must be fast and labor-saving. So I poured a pot of dishes that my mother was going to cook into the washing machine. However, I still don't know how to use it, but I still understand the scale. As soon as I turned the button on the washing machine to the maximum, the washing machine started. I was ecstatic: "It's so easy to start, it's a piece of cake!" Then I burst out laughing again. After a while, the washing machine stopped. "Hey, what's the matter? Why are all the plates broken? " I was a little anxious and immediately called my mother: "Mom, I washed vegetables with the washing machine. Why are all the vegetables broken? " "ouch! My baby, the washing machine can only wash clothes, and washing vegetables will of course be bad. " My mother told me earnestly.

Childhood is childish and selfish. I remember one day, a guest came to my house, and my mother cut watermelons to receive the guests. I went to the kitchen and looked, "Wow, so many watermelons!" "My saliva can't help but flow out slowly. It's really "suspecting that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days". I secretly bit the watermelon tip into a crescent shape and thought to myself, "Who will eat it now?" Mom went to the kitchen and smiled and said to me, "Eating watermelon will kill people. "I was shocked and quickly said to my mother," No, will I die if I eat watermelon tips? " Mom hugged me: "You are all greedy!" I smiled strangely.

Ah, unforgettable childhood, happy childhood ... Everything in childhood is deeply engraved in my mind, flying with my childlike innocence and growing with me.

Childhood is colorful, passionate and lovely. Childhood is so beautiful, but what about the fun of childhood?

I am a girl from the north. When I was young, I liked to play in the ice and snow, have snowball fights and make 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. Standing in the snow is like squatting on a cotton gin. You can only see countless cotton flowers blowing towards you and covering you with white flowers.

When I got up in the morning, the wind stopped and the snow stopped. Open the door, a white cold light stung people dazzled. So, my brother and cousin and I picked up shovels and built a snowman in the yard, with a white body, a round head, black eyes made of coal balls and a cotton nose, and it was upturned! My cousin painted the snowman's mouth in red ink again. He is laughing at us! My brother made a beautiful hat for the snowman with a piece of red paper. The snowman suddenly became more arrogant! When the snowman piled up, it was another big fight. My cousin threw a snowball and attacked me when I was not looking. Fortunately, it's not big or medium. When I hit back, he was hit by my brother's snowball. Snowball was painted on my cousin's head, and the yard was full of laughter. Not convinced, my cousin picked up a snowball and hit his brother. After repeated attacks, the laughter in the yard grew louder.

How interesting childhood is! The fun of childhood brought me joy, and childhood was really good.