An unforgettable event in childhood, remember the most memorable thing in childhood

On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that it is in the ......”

When I listened to the song "Childhood", I remembered an interesting incident when I was a child.

One afternoon in the summer when I was four years old, it was very hot. My mother took me to the street to buy a big round watermelon. When I got home, my mother had just put the watermelon on the table of the Eight Immortals, and I couldn't wait to ask my mother, "When will I eat watermelon?" ”

You little gluttonous cat, Dad is working in the fields, it must be very hot, when he comes back, we will eat together. Mom smiled and went into the stove room.

I stared at the watermelon, licked my lips, and argued with my mom for another time. But my mother just didn't agree, so I pouted and used my brain. After a while, I came up with a great idea.

At that time, I was short, not as tall as the Eight Immortals Table. So, I quietly moved the chair closer to the Eight Immortals Table, carefully climbed onto the chair, and gently pushed the watermelon with my small hand, and the watermelon slowly rolled towards the table. At this point, I hurriedly jumped out of my chair and shouted:

Mom, the watermelon is going to roll down! As soon as the words fell, before my mother walked out of the stove, the watermelon fell to the ground with a "pop" and fell into several petals. My mother picked up the watermelon and complained while telling me to eat a few pieces quickly.

I was so happy that I looked smug as I ate: Mom has been fooled. I peeked into my mother and saw that she didn't find any flaws.

So, I grinned.

What to laugh at? Mom asked curiously.

Watermelon is cold and sweet, so delicious! "I was mischievous. Actually, I know it best in my heart.

Looking back on it now, it's kind of funny.

Everyone has something in their hearts that they will never forget, and the most unforgettable thing in my memory is a stupid thing I did in my childhood.

I was 5 years old. One day, my grandmother, who was very fond of me, bought a big carp to cook for me to eat, which was undoubtedly a joy for me, so I happily surrounded my grandmother to see how she killed the fish, and suddenly my grandmother cried out: "Oops!

I forgot to buy spices, without spices, the fish would not be fragrant. "Really, the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. I had an idea, and now many fashionable ladies like to wear a little perfume before going out, hehe!

God help me. I couldn't help but be complacent about my perfect plan. It's better to act than to move.

I took the perfume and sprayed the fish all over it, even in its mouth. At this time, how did the fish that had been disemboweled suddenly come to life, and there was a "carp jumping over the dragon gate", which surprised me; It turns out that the perfume is so delicious, the fish can come back to life, I must try it, otherwise it will definitely cause lifelong regrets.

Ay! The sky is not beautiful, and when it comes to a critical juncture, this perfume is too uncompetitive, and I am so angry that I can't fight anywhere. At this time, the grandmother seemed to have discovered something and asked, "Qianqian, what are you holding in your hand?"

I replied humbly, "Nothing." I hurriedly ran back to the house, but the paper couldn't hold the fire, and I still let my grandmother know about it. My grandmother noticed that the fish was very fragrant, so she asked me, "Have you ever done anything to fish?"

I told my grandmother exactly what I had done. Grandma listened to what I said, looked at the big carp, and suddenly laughed, I was like a monk who was confused. Busy asking:

Grandma, why are you laughing? My grandmother finally stopped laughing and said to me, "Silly boy, perfume is used to spray on the face, and it cannot be eaten instead of spices." I nodded in understanding.

Helplessly, grandma had to soak the fish in water, not to mention such a basin of water, "jumping" into the Yellow River may not be able to wash it clearly.

When the meal was served, my grandmother called and brought out the food, I couldn't wait to put a large piece of the steamed carp on the stomach, I put the fish meat under my nose, smell it, it was really fragrant, but just tasted a bite, I spit it out "ah", how can this fish be so bitter? I have self-knowledge that the perfume must not be clean, resulting in the steamed carp becoming a steamed "bitter fish". I bet.

This fish must be "comparable" to the braised pork roasted by the little swallow in "Huanzhu Gege".

Ay! Who wants to eat this bitter fish? I had to let my three dogs and one cat "feast".

As a result, they were miserable by me, and they had diarrhea en masse, and none of them were spared. But I didn't get better enough to **, I used a bottle of perfume to spray on the fish, this reason almost didn't make my mother angry, and the consequence was to enjoy the treatment of "beating is kissing, scolding is love".

The first time I took the bus, I learned not to be afraid, as long as you have courage, you can overcome difficulties. "Jingle bell......"The bell is ringing. My aunt invited me to her house to play, but there was one condition:

You have to take the bus alone. When I arrived at the temporary bus stop, I squeezed the dimes tightly, and small beads of sweat appeared on my face. "Whoosh-" When the bus arrived, I timidly walked up, threw in a coin, found a seat, and sat down timidly.

The bus started, and my heart hung with the bus moving: Will I miss the stop? Will you meet the bad guys?

A barrage of horrors welled up in my heart. Suddenly, the bus braked suddenly, my heart pounded, and my trembling hands grabbed the steel pillars in the car in a panic, and sweat beaded on my face. I thought:

The bus came to a small stop again, and a big man with a black beard came up, and I suddenly had another thought: he...Will he be the legendary bad....Villain!? My face turned pale, and one terrifying, bizarre thought after another flew out of my head......But - when I saw a seven or eight-year-old child throwing himself in a coin and sitting calmly in his seat, I was ashamed of my behavior - a seven or eight-year-old child can ride the bus on his own, and I, a killer, what is there to be afraid of?

Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth, plucked up my courage, and calmly stepped out of the car. Standing outside the bus, I realized: taking the bus is not as scary as I imagined!

Since my first experience of riding the bus alone, my courage has increased considerably. Courage is the power to overcome fear, and if you grasp it, you can overcome difficulties. Agree.

In childhood, unforgettable things are like colorful children's paintings, so gorgeous and dazzling. The teacher once said: Every experience is the nourishment of life, and I will never forget the experience of being a host last time.

There are few idle days, no, the original extracurricular classes had to be canceled by me, because I had to rehearse the classic drama "Wu Song Fights the Tiger" after school.

By the way, I'm the host this time. The role is important, he is the soul of the audience, and whether the performance is smooth or not depends on my commentary and series. I thought: I can't let the rehearsal time become dull, I have to be happier, and let the rehearsal be as happy as studying.

Rehearsals began, and I confidently walked up to the podium with my head held high and began my character performance opening remarks. It's a pity that I failed, I didn't meet the requirements of the director Mr. Sun, and the curtain was too emotionless, and I didn't enter the performance state at all.

The teacher looked at me helplessly, so he had to teach me sentence by sentence, slowly, slowly, I found that wonderful feeling, I entered the script, I knew how to be a host, how to be a narrator, at this time I was very excited, completely overcome the fear in my heart. It is said that Wu Song said goodbye to Song Jiang ......After my eloquent narration, the rehearsal for the show began.

During the rehearsal of the performance, I talked about the narration for a while, the action for a while, and the commentary for a while, and I slipped away for a moment in the middle, and missed a word of narration and didn't say it, and as a result, they didn't know how to act, so I immediately turned the draft, sorry, wait a minute. I quickly picked up the narration and everyone started rehearsing again, and I didn't dare to slip away anymore because my role was so important, and I stared at the manuscript seriously.

Finally, the rehearsal was over, and everyone packed up their things and left the school in the excitement of a successful rehearsal.

On the way home, the sunset shone on me, and I woke up suddenly: the feeling of being a host is to integrate feelings into words. Yes! I found a kind of happiness that is different from reading books, I am so happy, so unforgettable!