Write an essay of about 800 words on the topic of Childhood Fun Facts .

Childhood is a bright starry sky, a few shining stars in the starry sky. It was my childhood, and in my childhood I grew a year old.

When I was three or four years old, it was a summer. I went to play with a group of good friends, and it wasn't until night fell that I remembered to go home. As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw my father waiting for me with a small tree in his hand.

It's miserable, how did you hit the tiger's mouth. As I thought, I walked into the house, and when my father saw me coming, he picked up the little tree and chased after me. It also made me think about it, and I stood over unconvinced.

I thought about it while I was thinking about it, and I was trying to figure out how to fix my father. This is, I turned my head around and found the sandwich biscuit that my mother bought, I rummaged through the cabinet to find the toothpaste, I cut the sandwich biscuit in half, picked up half of the biscuit, and squeezed some toothpaste. I pressed half of the biscuits on it again, and it was done.

I laughed wickedly as I thought about it, and at this time, my father walked in, and I quickly greeted him with a smile, still holding the "gift" I had prepared. Do next to dad and say, "Dad, I was wrong, to show my apologies."

Please have a sandwich biscuit! Dad listened, nodded, and took mine"Gifts"I took a bite, chewed again, and said as I chewed, "*The biscuits that my mother bought, the taste is so unique."

There is also an indescribable smell. I listened, handed my dad another glass of water and said, "Dad, the biscuits are too dry, let's drink some water!"

Dad took the water and took a sip, only to know that it was a "toothpaste brand sandwich biscuit", and quickly spit it out, and said while spitting back: "Don't run, you stop me." "Makes me laugh.

The events of childhood are like a sky full of stars, and they can't be counted. Only the shining one is my deepest memory.

Everyone has a childhood, and the anecdotes of childhood are like all kinds of shells on the seaside, sparkling in the company of the sea, exuding colorful brilliance, and there are countless to count. And now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand, which is also one of my most memorable childhood anecdotes.

I remember when I was a child, there was an orange tree in my yard that I had planted with me when I was born, and I often used a knife to carve a mark on the trunk of the tree, and every day I went to measure whether I had grown taller. Looking at the horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly realized that I was shorter than the mark.

Oh, my God! Am I growing upside down? I was so frightened that I hurriedly ran to ask my mother

Mom, why have other friends grown taller, and how have I become shorter? "My mother hurriedly put down the work around her, put me on the chair and asked"Why do you say that?

I hurriedly jumped out of the chair, took my mother's hand, pulled her into the yard and pointed to it"I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but when I came to do it today, it was below the horizontal line I had carved before. "As I spoke, I pointed out the two horizontal lines on the tree.

My mother listened to my words, looked at the tree again, and after two minutes of silence, she laughed inexplicably, laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, tears came out, and patted my head on the head, which was looking at her stupidly, and said"Fool, it's not that you're short, it's that the tree is tall, don't do such stupid things in the future. "It dawned on me that it wasn't that I was short, but that the tree was tall.

After that, I happily went to play with the chicks, and I didn't know what stupid things I would do to the chicks.

Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like that, there were a lot of silly and funny things.

Like bathing a snow doll, shaving ...... eyebrowsIt is also so many interesting things and silly things that make up that colorful childhood, a happy childhood, and a nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly passing away from me, I am no longer so stupid, and I believe that the funny stories of my childhood will definitely become the most beautiful memories of my life.

Childhood is an ocean of joy. There is it at the seaside of the memory.

Countless shells, some of which are gray, evoke a sad past; There are splendid ones that remind people of childhood anecdotes. I am on the shore of memories, looking for the most beautiful and splendid shells.

Since I can remember, my grandmother's house raised two chicks, as soon as I have time I go to my grandmother's house to see the chicks, time passes, the two chicks gradually grow up, not long, the hen lays eggs, the eggs are about to hatch chicks, more than 20 days later, I can hear a burst of chicks in the eggshell "chirp......I think the chick is so pitiful, who is the child's mother can't bear to see the child like this! So I had an idea in my little heart: to help the chicks when the hens are not at home.

That day, the hen went to find food for the chicks, and the naughty I took an egg while my grandmother was not paying attention, held it in the palm of my hand and stroked it gently, I no longer hesitated, peeled off an egg with residual heat, and the chick that had not yet opened its eyes was finally "born", and it seemed to cry out twice in pain, as if to say: "Thank you, let me come to this world as soon as possible." I was so happy that I couldn't wait to peel off the second one, and when I peeled the fourth, the hen came back, and saw that I was "bullying" the baby and smacked me, and immediately blood flowed out, and I cried and went to my grandmother, who cried and laughed

Little fool, the chicks won't be born until a certain time! If you deliver them this way, they'll die. After listening to this, I hurriedly ran to see the chicks, and sure enough, the chicks that had just been "delivered" by me were all dying, and those who were not "delivered" by me survived.

I regret it, but it's too late......

Although it has been a long time since this incident, and although I was still young and ignorant at that time, I can't help but laugh every time I think about it, but this incident has always been deeply imprinted in my heart, making me move forward bravely and never retreat.

The rain says that the sky will shed tears.

Rose says that love will always wither.

Coffee says that you have to get used to bitterness in life.

Childhood fun facts.

There are many interesting things in everyone's childhood, and I am certainly no exception, so I will tell you an interesting thing in my childhood.

It was a hot summer, and I was playing at my grandmother's house, who lived in the countryside and raised a lot of chickens. One day, my grandmother, uncle, and grandfather went out to play and left me at home alone, and I was very angry and thought, why are they like this, they don't take me when they go out. When I was idle in the house and had nothing to do, I wanted to go to the chicken coop and see what the chickens were doing.

I had just gone in and all I heard was a "bang" and a hen laid an egg. It's so funny, I touched the egg curiously, hey, hot, wet. This is, an idea came to me.

I thought, chickens will lay eggs, all the chickens in the chicken coop must be born, or dig out the eggs, grandma came back and saw so many eggs, don't praise me, maybe reward me, right dig eggs! After thinking about it, I don't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, grab a chicken and dig it out, the chicken seems to know its fate, flapping its wings hard, trying to escape, what about me, holding on to the chicken claws, to see if it's powerful or I'm powerful, I didn't take it out for a long time, what's going on, why can't I take it out, it's so difficult that my reward is gone? I don't believe it, this one can't be pulled out in the other, I threw the chicken casually, and went to catch other chickens, those chickens saw me coming, one by one jumped up and down, like a mouse seeing a cat, pull out the legs and run, I, don't let go, a force to catch the chicken, no, I haven't been half an hour before I am about to become a chicken feather man.

It was not easy to catch a chicken, I started to dig it, and the chicken that I pulled out "screamed" and screamed, but I didn't take it out, and I grabbed another ......The chicken that I took out was foaming at the mouth, and I ...... againGrandma and the others came back, and when they saw my embarrassment, they couldn't help laughing, and when they asked why, Grandma not only did not praise me, but also reprimanded me, and later, I learned that except for the hen in the chicken coop, the rest were all roosters.

This is one of the interesting things in my childhood, it is not only fun, but it also warns me all the time: stealing chickens is not good at picking up rice, and you must not do bad things with good intentions.