Eager for a good beginning and a good end to a childhood anecdote

Childhood is a mystery, chaotic and curious; The boy is a poem, sentimental, and lovesick for the moon; Youth is a horse, full of joy, and his heart is at the end of the world; Middle age is a pot of wine, strong and sweet, with a long aftertaste; Old age is a cup of tea, plain as water, and prosperous.

Childhood is like a wave, the most dazzling is the purest; Childhood is like a bright moon, infinitely changing postures; Childhood is like a puddle of sand, and it is even more brilliant hidden in it. Childhood is like a star in the sky, blinking, blinking out mysterious stories; Childhood is like a conch by the sea, as soon as it is transmitted, there are bursts of beautiful singing; Childhood is like an oar, dangling, shaking out a moving fairy tale; Childhood is more like a dandelion, with small umbrellas rolling and flying. The years passed little by little, and my childhood became a memory, taking me to the vast ...... of the heavens

I believe that everyone has a good childhood, and of course, I am no exception. My childhood may not have been the same as yours, but I remember doing one thing when I was a kid that made the whole town laugh and lose their teeth. Don't you want to know?

Then you just listen to me quietly. That's what happened in my childhood, isn't it ridiculous, if you want to laugh, you can laugh, I won't mind. From what I did when I was a child, do you feel that it is important to learn more scientific knowledge, then from now on, you should study hard, be a useful person, and grow up to win glory for the country!

What is it, which comes quietly, walks without leaving a trace, but provokes the light dance and flutter of all colors?

What is it, leaving no trace, coming quietly, leaving a passionate song through a season?

What is it, which comes softly and quietly goes, leaving a drooping golden yellow in the harvest season?

What is it, quietly gone, and softly again, spinning white dreams for the silent earth?

It's childhood.

Childhood is like a cruet, filled with sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy, and if you accidentally knock it over, the taste will make your life endless! (Beginning).

1 Everyone has a beautiful and interesting childhood, which is a colorful box filled with many pearls, some of which have faded with the passage of time, and some of which are still brilliant. (Huang Hong's sketch Planting Money also evoked memories of my childhood).

2Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. In the blink of an eye, I was a sixth-grader. Open the door of memory, and interesting stories from childhood come one after another.

3 The long river of memories rolls away, diluting many of the past. However, those childish and ridiculous childhood anecdotes seem to have happened yesterday.

4 Interesting stories of childhood, like the stars in the sky, cannot be counted. Let me pick one of the brightest stars today and share it with you.

5 How naïve and naïve I was when I was a child! When I think back to that time, I often can't help but laugh dumbly. One of the interesting things is particularly memorable!

6 In my childhood, there were many interesting things, and they were like the stars in the sky. Many of these things have faded into my mind over time, except for the one that ate crickets, but I still remember them vividly.

7 Childhood life is like a small river, flowing merrily. There are many interesting stories, like little golden fish, swimming in the river of my memory. Ending:

It's no wonder that people use the word "golden" to describe childhood. Indeed, the carefree and innocent playfulness of childhood gave his childhood a golden color. If they were a string of wind chimes, they would make a crisp and joyful sound when the wind blew.

8 I laughed embarrassedly, and the sound of laughter like silver bells echo......ed in my house for a long timeYes! How splendid and beautiful the life of childhood was! I wish I never grew up and lived a happy childhood forever.

9Outside the window, a light rain was pouring down, and the trees were swaying from side to side in the wind. The scene in front of me is exactly the same as when I was 8 years old when I was fishing for crabs in my grandmother's river. Outside the window, the autumn rain is still falling. The joy of catching crabs in the rain as a child will never be forgotten.

10 There are too many interesting things about childhood If they are a string of wind chimes, when the wind blows, I believe that it will emit bursts of crisp and.

Childhood was like a dream that made me very happy; Childhood is like a bird flying in the blue sky, carefree and free; Childhood is like a rainbow in the sky, with red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple colors, different shapes, including my innocence, my loveliness, my naughtiness, my sensibility, my happiness, my loss, and my stupidity. I can't forget these beautiful memories, and my childhood is like a dream in heaven! (Beginning).

The joy of being a child made me unforgettable for the rest of my life, my childhood was like a colorful dream, and this dream made me extremely happy! It's a dream in heaven! I'm going to keep this dream for the rest of my life! Ending:

Beginning: The passing days are like withered leaves and petals, and the innocence and romance of youth are fading away. I don't remember how much rain had fallen on my chest and the wind sounded in my ears, but I knew that the vicissitudes had already spilled into my heart and climbed onto my face.

When a person walks with pursuit, it is accompanied by ups and downs, and hardships are also companions.

Although it has been a long time since this incident, although I was still young and ignorant there, it has always spurred me on, made me move forward and never go back. It's like a colorful shell, and these colorful shells hold up my colorful childhood!

What is childhood? It is a blank slate, carefree, simple and transparent; What is childhood? It is a gurgling stream, clear and transparent, singing all the way; What is childhood? It's a small fish that jumps around and jumps from time to time ...... memory water

Childhood is a camera, showing our wonderful moments, childhood is a brush, painting our sunny side, childhood is an essay, narrating our various experiences...