Write a narrative essay on the topic of Happy Childhood. No less than 500 words

Every child believes in fairy tales and fantasizes about one day being able to come to the world of fairy tales. As everyone knows, when we were young, it was the most beautiful fairy tale world that we didn't know how to cherish, we called it childhood, and there were too many beautiful and memories in childhood, but it no longer belonged to us.

Paper airplanes carry our infinite reverie for the sky and infinite imagination for the future. We always ruthlessly tear off a page of the book and use our dexterous hands to turn it into a paper airplane with our dreams. Classes and playgrounds are always the world where paper airplanes fly.

Maybe it will fall, but the little moment it takes off is filled with our big expectations, and we expect it to fly the highest and fly the farthest and the longest. The paper airplane transformed into this paper fairy has accompanied us in many wonderful childhood times.

Remember the stationery that was badly injured? We're so naïve, we're so happy, we always have something weird, and then we take the boredom out of class during class time. Draw a Tai Chi on the table with a compass and color it with correction fluid and a black marker; Cut the epesters into many small pieces with a knife, then wrap them in paper towels and wait for the eraser battle at the end of class; Use the ruler passed back and forth in the hands of yourself and your classmates to build a house, a bridge, or other buildings full of songs and laughter.

Even though stationery is badly injured, even though we will be punished by teachers, isn't this a symbol of childhood?

Childhood is always naughty, and we do many pranks in childhood. After eating the candy, we will wrap the candy paper back to its original boxy shape; We would blow into the water with a straw while drinking, and then watch the bubbles rise and fall, and perhaps hum a song using the sound of the bubbles rolling; We use mirrors to reflect the sun's rays in the classroom, on the happy faces of our classmates, and perhaps on teachers passing by in the hallway. We might do what we thought was a funnier prank, by pressing all the floor buttons on the floor before exiting the elevator and leaving as if nothing had happened, or knocking on doors from the top floor to the bottom floor and running out of the building quickly, and when we saw people yelling and angry, we succeeded. But now we have forgotten what it was like to be mischievous.

How innocent we are in the fairy tale world, we think that every bus can get home; We thought that there were only two countries, China and foreign countries; We thought we would die if we swallowed bubble gum; We thought that by the time we were eighteen we could do whatever we wanted. When we grew up sadly, we knew that the reality was not like this, and how could we take it seriously when we looked at complicated feelings with a simple heart.

In childhood, we don't think too much, we are brave, we are confident, we are bold, we are naughty, we are innocent, we are happy, we are who we are, and now we live in the real world and we are nostalgic for us who once lived in a fairy tale world.

Childhood is a wonderful memory for us.

"Memories of Childhood".

The banyan tree by the pond is crying about summer.

Only butterflies are perched on the swing by the playground.

On the blackboard, the teacher's chalk is still chirping, chirping and writing about the childhood of waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school, waiting for the game.

Childhood is like a colorful dream, a joyful song. There are many childish things, many happy things, and sad things, that lovely and childish memories have become our best things, and the beautiful childhood anecdotes often bring me to the best memories, so please listen to the anecdotes of my childhood!

When I was about three years old, I loved to look at bubbles, and the colorful bubbles often gave me a lot of reverie! What a wonderful thing that is! Every time after eating, I watched my mother wash the dishes after dinner, and saw the small bubbles that came out when washing the dishes, I felt so funny, and after eating that night, I pestered my mother to wash the dishes and become bubbles, and my mother couldn't resist me, so I left a bowl for me to wash, which was great!

So, while my mother was cleaning, I ran to the pool, found a small stool to step on, turned on the faucet, washed up a bottle of food I had just bought, and kept squeezing, squeezing, squeezing.

As a result, my mother thought that I was washing the dishes for too long, so she went to the kitchen and looked, oops! It's a big deal: I'm standing on a small stool, the house is full of bubbles, there are a lot of bubbles rising out of the sewer, all over the ground, I don't see bubbles all over the ground, still brushing there, so "serious", it makes my mother cry and laugh!

But now, my childhood has passed, and I can't go back, but those beautiful things will always be engraved in my heart, and every time I remember it, I will laugh out loud, as if it happened yesterday

My childhood friend.

I have a little friend named Kaisi Chen. He is lively and cute, with a pair of blazing eyes.

There are God's eyes, and a mouth that can speak. At that time, he was the representative of the English department in the class, and my English was not very good, so he took the initiative to help me revise, so we became inseparable friends.

One afternoon, I was about to go out to play when Kaisi Chen pushed the door in. He said, "I know you're going to play, but your English isn't very good.

Let's play English games. "He was really good at talking, obviously asking me to learn English, and he said he was playing games. In this way, we studied all afternoon, and I forgot to play.

Although Chen Kaisi is my friend, he is also fair and selfless to me. One time the teacher gave me homework, and I left it behind and watched TV. When I arrived at school the next day, Chen Kaisi stood in front of my desk and asked

Did you start your homework? I said, "Ah, be generous!"

He said seriously, "No, I must report to the teacher." "In the afternoon, the teacher called me to the office and criticized me severely.

After school, I was so angry that I didn't wait for Chen Kaisi, and went home alone. When I walked halfway, Chen Kaisi ran and grabbed my shoulder, I shook him, threw him to the side of the road, he patted the soil and pulled me back, this time I didn't shake it, I crossed my waist and said, "I won't pay attention to you anymore!"

I'm so good with you, and you still have to sue. He put my hand down and said calmly: "Wu Gengyu, are you still angry with me?"

However, haven't you heard the saying 'strictness is love, leniency is harm'? When I heard this, I was shocked: yes, people are so kind to me and help me learn English, but I can't even afford the homework assigned by the teacher, isn't he sad?

If he hadn't reported to the teacher, would I have been able to learn English well? Thinking of this, my face suddenly burned like fire, I apologized to Chen Kaisi, and went back with my shoulders together.

Now that I've changed schools, I can't study with Kaisi Chen, but in my heart, he will always be my best friend.

The past is like a cup of fragrant coffee. There is always a smooth feeling when tasting it, but it is mixed with a trace of bitterness, maybe this is life.

The aroma of coffee is the fun of childhood, and the astringency of coffee is the sourness of the past.

The aroma is pervasive. Memories are bursts of flowers, and with the repetition of childhood anecdotes, they unconsciously go back to their former ......

At that time, my sister and I walked hand in hand in the sunshine of childhood, the air was warm, and even the heart was warm; At that time, my sister and I did whatever we wanted in the green grass of our childhood, the soil was sweet, and even the laughter was sweet......

The aroma of the coffee fades, and a bitterness comes with it, and the past contains an inexhaustible tastelessness, "bitterness" - the bane of happiness.

We are naïve and always want to find happiness. So, we climbed over the fence, and my ignorant sister followed suit. However, after turning over, my face was poked with a "hole" at the tip of the railing, and my sister was even worse, she was short, her eyes were pierced red, and they were swollen very high.

Luckily, the "hole" in my face turned into a dimple, and my sister's eyes were fine, but they never hurt. This is a painful lesson.

In the past, it was so far away from the present, and people pursued the future, and the past would be forgotten, but didn't happiness or distress happen in the past? If I could go back to the way I used to be, would I still do what I did?

The past is hard to keep, time has passed, how nostalgic the past is, how worthy of memories! Once upon a time, I was still young, I didn't know what troubles were, I didn't know what sorrows were, I was willing to go back to the past, to pursue the happiness that belonged to me in the past, to pursue the carefree pleasures of the past.

Life is like a cup of fragrant coffee, which needs to be tasted with heart, where there is fragrant, sweet, bitter, and astringent, if it is just a taste of sweetness, then life will become boring and unremarkable.

I don't beg to go back in time. I have done what I have done before, and I have no regrets. Tomorrow may be a few years from now, so we should appreciate every day now, so that we will no longer imagine "if we could go back to the past".