What are some of my childhood anecdotes?

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I remember when I was five years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle (four-wheeled bicycle), and in order to show off to my friends, I often rode it to "swagger through the market" in the community. On this day, the sky is high and crisp, and I don't want to ride a bicycle in Teyanbend. So, I took it out and called my father, mother, and grandmother to show them my "real skills".

Because my grandmother felt very sorry for me and wanted me to ride slower, she smiled and made a little joke with me, "Be careful on the road, don't ride too fast, it hurts, we are not responsible!" ”

After listening to this, I took my grandmother's words to heart. After saying goodbye to Dad, Mom and Grandma, I rode to the little garden. The faster I rode, like a happy bird. As I rode it, I thought to myself: Look, how fast and good this girl rides, she will soon break the world record.

But there were unforeseen circumstances, and just when I was proud, my car was knocked by a small pebble on the road, and began to stagger...... and danced "disco".I looked sadly at the bleeding wound, and I really wanted to rush home and ask my grandmother to help me bandage it, but when I thought that my grandmother had said that it hurt from falling, they were not responsible, so I could only dispel this idea. Dejectedly, I grabbed a napkin from my pocket, wiped the blood from the wound, and then pushed my bicycle and limped home like a defeated rooster.

When I got home, my family saw the injury on my leg and anxiously asked me what was wrong. I told them everything. Grandma smiled and tapped my head:

What a little fool! My socks banquet is just joking with you, why are you still serious! Let's go, I'll help you bandage.

After that, he took me to the small room to bandage the wound.

The author's childhood anecdotes include: turning bricks to find centipedes, pressing cantharid backbones, pulling He Shou Wu vines, picking raspberries to eat. The author writes about the Baicao Garden, with "music" as the center, using white drawing techniques, and simple and vivid words to depict a children's paradise with endless fun, interspersed with the legend of the "beautiful snake" and the story of catching birds in the snow in winter.

The Sanmi Shoya is a completely different world, and the author realistically writes about the stale flavor of the Sanmi Shoya, saying that it is "the strictest shoku in the city", where children are bound by the rules.

However, the author did not write the Three Flavors Book House lifelessly, but through the narration of two short stories of students sneaking to the back garden to play during recess, and Mr. Lao Private School being engrossed in reading in class, and students taking the opportunity to steal fun, the Three Flavors Book House is full of humor and shows the irrepressible happy nature of children.

Everyone has their own childhood memories. I feel like my childhood was a wonderful time of carefree, curiosity and fantasy. In my long memory, there are many bright pearls, but one of them shines like gold in the sunlight.

When I was four years old, I saw adults planting radishes in the field and asked my mother, "Why do you put the seeds in the soft soil and water them?"Mom smiled and said

Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans!If the seeds are planted, new seedlings will soon grow, and soon many turnips will be produced. ”

As soon as I heard this, I was happy!Immediately Meteor strode into the room, took out a piece of chocolate, brought the flower pot, dug a hole in the middle of the earth, carefully put the chocolate into the hole, and covered it with dirt. I thought to myself:

Haha!I only used one piece to grow chocolate, so will it be ten, a hundred, a thousand......What about it?The more I thought about it, the happier I became, so I immediately filled the pot with water and put it in the sun, waiting for the chocolate to grow.

Two weeks later, the radishes planted by my mother have grown into two or three centimeters of seedlings, but the chocolate I planted has not yet sprouted!I thought: chocolate must take a month to sprout!

After a month, my mother's radishes have grown taller, but my chocolate has not changed a bit. So he hurriedly asked his mother, "Mom, why does the radish you grow grow so fast, but the chocolate I grow doesn't grow at all?"

When my mother heard this, she laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, and her tears burst into laughter, and she said while laughing, "Silly boy, chocolate can't be grown." I asked

Why can't you plant it?Mom said, "Seeds are naturally grown, they are alive, and they can be planted in the ground, while chocolate is artificially made, and they can't be planted without vitality."

After listening to this, I immediately went back to my room and dug out the chocolate with a small wooden stick, and when I saw it, the chocolate was already moldy!I laughed embarrassedly, too.

Although this interesting incident happened a long time ago, it is still fresh in my memory, and it has become my most precious, funny and meaningful childhood memory. I'm about to say goodbye to my childhood. The flowers are gone, but they will bloom again.

The swallow went to the south, and the day came back. Why is that only that beautiful childhood gone?

Childhood is like a little boat, full of toys, full of laughter, and full of sweets!

Memories of my childhood filled my little head, remembering it as me.

When I was five or six years old, because my parents were at work, I could only play at home obediently, and I could only watch TV and eat candy when I was alone at home. **: Essay network When I walked about 5 meters away from the yard, I saw a plate of very beautiful butterfly flowers, from a distance, it really looks like two butterflies flying freely, a gust of wind blows, butterfly flowers come with the wind, the fragrance of flowers comes to my nose, so that I am intoxicated by butterfly flowers, where does this charming butterfly flower come from?

Oh, I remember, this is what my mother bought last night, and it's very expensive, and my mother thinks it's a baby! I couldn't help but get closer to admire, this flower said that it was beautiful and fragrant, I was full of praise, but it didn't seem to have any spirit at all, well, I think it should be "thirsty", as a daughter, should also quench the thirst of mother's "baby flower", so I took a glass of water and poured it evenly in the soil. After a while, the flowers still did not change, I had an idea, remembering that my whole body was wet when I took a bath, very comfortable, and full of energy after washing, well, look at the butterfly flowers so beautiful and so fragrant, I will take a bath for you!

I carried the butterfly flower to the bathroom mine, and my heart was as sweet as honey ......

Seven o'clock, seven o'clock ......At half past seven, Mom and Dad finally returned, and I quickly ran up to them and said, "Father, Mother, welcome back!" Mom, come and see your baby flowers!

My mother saw it and asked me, "Why are the flowers so wet?" I told my mother the ins and outs of the matter, and when my mother heard it, she said with a smile and a smile

Aren't you adding to the problem by doing this? The flowers have killed you. I listened and was skeptical, and as a result, after a few days, the flower really withered ......

Until now, my mother often uses this incident to tell me not to do things!