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Slowly and quietly,spring is ing towards us.The weather is getting warmer and warmer,branches of trees begin sprouting new leaves,and all kinds of birds fly merrily in the sky.A new year begins.
Looking at the tender green leaves of the trees out of the window,I can't help thinking of my childhood.When spring is ing,wheat begins to grow after a long winter,and its small and long leaves get greener,shaking with the wind.Rapes bloom with golden flower and give off a heavy scent.How beautiful and romantic the nature is!In this season.I used to carry a small basket in my arm,a small knife in my hand,and invite my little panions to the wheat field to dig edible wild herbs.We sang and laughed and talked and enjoyed ourselves.When we filled our baskets with wild vegetables,we began to play games.We also climbed the willows to break the tender branches and make them into flutes to blow.What a happy and lucky childhhood I had!
Spring is full of life and power.Spring is a lovely season.In the wind of spring we begin the new year.We ought to study hard and work well in order not to waste the springtime.
Childhood like a boat, carrying our childhood joys and sorrows, slowly flowing in the clear river water. Childhood is like a large vineyard, the grape is our childhood childhood story, hanging on the shelf shine.
20XX in February to the first ten days of the father from the outside to buy back a fragrant and beautiful violet, I love her very much for her watering every day, with her telling stories every day. Once, mom and dad are not at home, I was given to violet watering, a cold wind blowing, cold I straight long winded, huh? No, violet. Why dont you want to?" The question suddenly came out of ones mind. I gathered in front of the violets and sniffed carefully. "Not really. He wont be ill, will he?"" At this point, I was worried and worried. "Ah!"！" I immediately had an idea. "I can spray my mothers perfume on the flowers. Oh, Im so smart!"！" I hurried to my bedroom, took my mothers perfume and sprayed it on the flower. "Ding Dong, Ding Dong" Mom: I think back, ha ha, I was ready to put my masterpiece to tell mom, let her take praise me! Unexpectedly, the mother listened, smiled and said: "silly boy, you do so, they will die!" At first, I was on my mothers words but second days, half believe and half doubt, flowers really began to turn yellow, then I could not touch the perfume, because by that event, I think the perfume is a devil.
Childhood is the best memory of life, everyone will have their own good memories. My childhood anecdotes
Childhood like a boat, carrying our childhood joys and sorrows, slowly flowing in the clear river water. Childhood is like a large vineyard, the grape is our childhood childhood story, hanging on the shelf shine.
My dad bought a computer when I was five years old. I could draw pictures and listen to music on it. But once, the computer was down suddenly. My dad told me that it might be attacked by computer virus.
I was so scared that I asked dad anxiously, “Did it get a flu? Did it need some medicine?” But dad laughed and said smilingly, “Dont be silly, son. No medicine can cure a computer virus. Its a problem of program.” I didnt understand what my dad said at that time. But I made up my mind to study hard and to be a computer expert in the future.
If I were a boy again, I would school myself into a habit of attention; I would let nothing come between me and the subject in hand. I would remember that a good skater never tries to skate in two directions at once. The habit of attention becomes part of our life, if we begain early enough. I often hear grown up people say “ I could not fix my attention on the sermon or book, although I wished to do so” ， and the reason is, the habit was not formed in youth. If I were to live my life over again, I would pay more attention to the cultivation of the memory. I would strengthen that faculty by every possible means, and on every possible occasion. It takes a little hard work at first to remember things accurately; but memory soon helps itself, and gives very little trouble. It only needs early cultivation to become a power.
My childhood was happy with my mother’s love 。In my young heart, my mother was strong and healthy and never got sick. She took me to the primary school and home every day. No matter when it’s rainy or windy.
But one day, after we got home from school, my mother went into the bedroom and stayed in bed. I didn’t know what had happened.
I sat beside her ， my mother said to me ， “it doesn’t matter ， mum only has a headache 。 I will be all right after a while.” Although mother said so, I found tears in her eyes because of pain, at that time I knew adults also got ill and cried. I decided I would take care of my mother from then on.
During my summer holiday in 2003, I found a part-time job as a cleaner in KFC. I did not realize that it was not an easy job before I didit.
I had to work seven hours a day, which would last three weeks. The job was tiring and boring because I had to get up early and went to bed late. Every day I had to repeat the same work, which nearly made me mad. I almost gave it up, but finally I sticked it out until thenew semester began. The experience taught me a lesson that there is no free lunch.
I have to work hard to get what I want. So the experience is very meaningful and I know the value of labour.
Every time I read "the sea" this article, I will think of my childhood.
I remember when I was young, I heard my mother say, grow up can be admitted to the University by car when leading. I admire it very much, so I study hard every day.
One day, I heard the Aunt Wang and her mother say, "Xiao Ming admitted to the University downstairs because he drank too much water from his pen."。" "Yes."！" Mother echoed her.
After listening to me downstairs, I thought, "my chance to go to college is coming."。 Then, my father to study to take a bottle of ink, drink up. After drinking I feel stomach overwhelming. I was really sick, call the mother said: "Mom, I just drink water pen, stomach upset now dead, you come." With that, I didnt know anything.
When I woke up, I found myself in hospital. When I got home from the hospital, the neighbors said I was a silly girl." Oh, really happy ah!
Its really a stupid thing to do, but now I think its funny when I look back.
My childhood fun sounds bad, but it's not bad.
The first interesting thing is, I once in kindergarten just finished eating to play playground, I saw a classmate mouth super big, really do not pay attention to, see, frighten. I put the teacher's balloon in his mouth and squeezed it with my hands. The object was to make it fly, but he broke my balloon and made me cry loudly. Well, funny?
The second funny thing is that if you eat other people's food, especially the meal, you will feel sick. But I was curious when I heard about it. At noon, I put a lot of meat into his bowl while my classmates were in the bathroom. But who knows, he came back to eat, not only did not feel sick, but eating delicious. I got out of control and laughed out of my face, causing the whole class to look at me and make me shy.
The third funny thing is, we took part in a competition. I can't remember what it's called, but it's a red scarf with a knot between my feet. The test was to be united, but after school I saw two students together, a little spaced in the middle, and I ran over there and fell down with them.
The fourth funny thing is, I used to be interested in songs. One day, a classmate's head was big. There was a chopstick and a bowl next to it. I had a sudden whim to grab the classmate's head with chopsticks. While knocking sang: wash wash.。.。.。 The class looked at me and laughed a few seconds later.
This is my childhood interesting, how, funny bar!
But one day, after we got home from the kindergarten, my mother went into the bedroom and stayed in bed. I didnt know what had happened. I sat beside her and wanted to cry. My mother said to me, "It doesnt matter, mum has only a stomachache. I will be all right after a while." Although mother said so, I found tears in her eyes because of pain. At that time I knew adults also got ill and cried. I decided I would take care of my mother from then on.
Like many children, I had a happy childhood under the care and love of my parents. My mother took me to the kindergarten and home every day. thought mother was so kind and healthy that she would never get sick.
But one day, my father went to the kindergarten to get me back. I asked, "Why doesnt my mother come?""She is sick, and she is in hospital. "said Father. I felt sad and frightened. Then I began to cry. "Dont cry or mother would worry. You should be a good child." I seemed to understand my mother was too tired. I made up my mind I would look after my mother from then on.
My childhood in a family was not wealthy but did not spend too much difficulty in the environment, so do not know what is the pain does not know what is happiness, life for me is just a hazy dream, regardless of heat or cold, as long as there are three meals to eat, and buddies will to be happy to spend the day reading and playing together.
At that time, I am very feisty, the number of students can work it out, I can work it out, the students of a page on the characters can be red mold teacher three red circle painting, I will be painted in five, as long as the teacher said about who wrote the words I must write good-looking, he. Within a week, for these, I have every day in the observation of others, to imitate others, but I just lost in my sisters. Every time the exam to get back problems, sister to a bit more than I do, her characters are the red mold, the teacher drew a red circle, she wrote that beautiful and neat, my parents always admired her sister better than me, why do I will lost my sister?
One day after school, I ran home to sister is jubilant, fell on the table a painting, it was a red crown green tail and colorful big cock, round black eyes, straight neck covered with layers of red hair yellow 11 Fen, two strong long legs covered with gray the scales, my sister said to me:
"Do you think its all right?""
OK, fine, just a little.。.。.。"
"No, I havent finished saying," she put up the brush, dip some white pigment in the cock black eyes, do not know why, the chicken is alive, was flying up. My sister said when she saw me in surprise:
"It was a little bit short, so the chicken was dead and had no spirit, and with that, his eyes were alive, and he lived.""
I see! I suddenly understand a truth, I also more than sister because she is a little bit more than I a more subtle observation and understanding of things like me, just blindly memorizing and imitating, so where did the lack of soul.
When I knew my weakness, I made up my mind to catch up with her in every way. Nevertheless, I am still not willing to let my sister in the eyes of my parents stronger than me. The fifth grade before the summer day, or go home from school, just open the gate, he heard a girl singing clear, although the sound crisp and high pitch, but often out of tune, I know it is a sister in the examination practice song. My sister singing unexpectedly let me find a challenge to her chance, so I ran to my brother and I live in the house, jumped into the pit, a stack of quilts to sister housing apart under the corner, because which has a round flue and sister the walls of the room, I owe my toes hands cling to the mouth, the flue, a round hole alignment, sing the song sister is practicing the "torch in one fell swoop, lit up the darkness before the dawn, you are the helmsman, hold the direction of navigation, the young Chinese Co | production | party, you are the core, you are the direction, we will never follow you, we always follow a certain China liberation.。.。.。" I have to sing when I opened the door, my sister came in and said to me:
"You sing very well. Teach me a lesson quickly."！ I will not be able to sing the exam again in two days"
"Do not teach, do not teach" I do so.