Childhood memories Xiao Lian Pen, childhood memories Xiao Lian Pen 200 words?

Childhood is like the roots and branches of an old tree, which has been deeply rooted in my mind.

Childhood is like a game, a dream.

Childhood is like a meteor in the sky, bright but quickly dissipating.

Childhood is like a palette, colorful.

Childhood is as beautiful as spring.

Childhood is like a drink.

Childhood is like a boat, carrying innocence and joy.

Childhood is like a vast forest, inhabited in the depths of green shade, there is a small wooden house full of totems, trickling water gently flowing against the large stump full of annual rings in front of the house, and the fragrance of birds and flowers interprets the power of purity and clarity.

Childhood is like a happy blinking star, illuminating the heart of every lovely childChildhood is like a white and flawless beautiful white cloud, leading the knowledge of every child who wants to fly.

Childhood is like a kite off the string, unrestrained.

(Time has stretched the shadow of childhood too long, I never thought that we would be so full of vicissitudes) in the snap of a finger, three years of junior high school, beginning, passing, and ending, childhood has long hair, and every strand of it derives the contradiction between maturity and youth, loneliness and loneliness gradually run rampant in the draft book, and the circles and dots combine to evolve into a scab in the heart. I learned to say cruel things to myself, curse poison, and get angry: "If I can't do this problem, I'll jump into the sea .......""If I repeat my silence today, I won't have dinner ......"If this essay goes off topic, I'll die ......"But you see how hypocritical you are, you can't do any of it, you think that you are punishing yourself by dying, so selfish, why don't you think about how sad those who care about you should be, it is simply a good thing to say, but the essence is single-minded, that is, stupid.

The lifeless dictation of the test paper does not bring your mind to maturity, this time, childhood and youth go side by side, and there is pressure to resist and stick to your own path. The immature wings look like angels, but they can only flutter twice, and they can't fly high, because you have a future, and you have to grow again, and you have to fly the same.

Memories divided by time make up our past! When I keep looking for those unforgettable moments in my memory, childhood is undoubtedly one of the most important breakpoints. And what about my childhood?

I'm afraid my childhood has long been left behind in a corner of my time. The childhood in my heart has also been rising in the mountains of memory over time, I don't know when it has become a tall mountain, clouds and mist are entangled, covered with green shade, looking at it from afar, it shows a trace of mystery and haze, and the memory of childhood is becoming more and more blurred, just like an old and moldy **, although it can not be restored, but the taste of childhood, the freshness of childhood, and the happiness of childhood are unforgettable.

The childhood bed was the biggest, and you could always turn back and forth on it. The stars in my childhood were the smallest, and I always felt that the sky was far away from me. The winters of childhood were the warmest, always playing non-stop in the snow.

The river water of childhood was the clearest, and now the human heart is the most turbid. Life in childhood was simple and joyful, but nowadays?

In today's ordinary life, sometimes I will look at the sky blankly, sometimes I will quietly stare at nature for a long time, and sometimes I will feel inexplicably sad about the passage of time. I am always being swayed by the environment and mood, and more often I am struggling in the torrent of life, sometimes I will struggle to meet the current, but more often it seems to go with the flow. Maybe life doesn't have that many rapids at all, but it still flows flat.

There are always branches and aquatic plants floating by, fish swimming by, the rain stops and the rain falls, the sun rises and sets, and no matter how many things are just rushing by in life!

I want to swim out of the flowing water of life, go to the shore, look for the childlike innocence that was submerged in the torrent, look for the long-forgotten, a touch of childhood!

If you lose something, you will be scolded, and if you lose time, you will grow up. —Epigraph Flipping through the album of memories, the memories of childhood have been yellowed a little. In childhood, we always wanted to grow up quickly, but when we grew up, we wanted to go back to our childhood.

Although childhood is gone, the people and events of childhood will always remain in our hearts. In the depths of my childhood memories, there is such a person, she finds you fun when you are bored, helps you when you are difficult, comforts you when you are sad, and laughs with you when you are happy......Her name is Lele, and she was my best friend when I was a child. At that time, we were always glued together, sitting in front of our house every night and looking up at the stars.

What is that star called? I asked, pointing to a bright star. "That's the North Star," she said.

She smiled, I smiled, and continued to look at the stars. I remember one time, I caught a few fireflies and put them in bottles, but she accidentally let them go, and she looked at me anxiously and fearfully. In order to lighten the mood and not to make myself angry, I took her to pick grapes, which were so big and sweet that they still dangled ...... my eyesEvery spring, the "snowflakes" on the bank of the willow river drift away in the wind, I ask you what it is, you answer, catkins.

Sometimes, I'm even a little jealous of you, you know so much, but because you're a child, you forget it for a while, and you go crazy again. Later, I was going to move, and the day before I moved, I kept playing crazy with you, and I caught a handful of catkins for you, and I also checked with you, saying that I would play together tomorrow. But I broke my promise, and I left the city and went to another place.

Lele, are you okay now, I miss you? I'm sorry, I broke my promise, when will we meet again, we catch crabs together, look at the stars together, and ...... togetherOn the banyan tree by the pond, I know that summer is crying loudly; On the swing by the grass, only butterflies rested on it; On the blackboard, the teacher's chalk was still chirping desperately and writing non-stop. Waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school, waiting for the childhood ...... of the gameThis familiar melody sounded in *** again, childhood is a one-way street, gone forever, but time is eternal.

Maybe one day, when we are all gray-haired, we will miss our youth as much as we miss our childhood now.

Standing in front of the martyrs' tombs, I can't help but think about it. How many revolutionary martyrs sacrificed their precious lives for national independence and national dignity; How many revolutionary martyrs went forward one after another in order to completely bury the old world and establish a socialist new China, fought bravely, threw their heads and shed their blood; How many revolutionary martyrs sacrificed their youth and blood for the prosperity and strength of the motherland during the period of peaceful construction. I admire you, and it is precisely because of you, the countless revolutionary martyrs, your nobility, your heroism, and your bloody sacrifices, that we have today's peaceful environment, economic prosperity, and social stability.

We should study hard and contribute to the motherland!

Revolutionary martyrs, have you seen it? Are you happy that in this time of prosperity, we young people have not forgotten our responsibilities? On this Qingming occasion, offering a pure white flower, on behalf of my deep respect, I solemnly swear to you:

I will not disappoint your high expectations, I will inherit your cause again, I will study hard, learn my skills, and continue to work when I grow up - to build the motherland, like you, to be immortal. Carry forward the glorious tradition of the motherland and create another brilliant tomorrow! Revolutionary martyrs, have you seen it?

Are you happy that in this time of prosperity, we young people have not forgotten our responsibilities? On this Qingming occasion, offering a pure white flower, on behalf of my deep respect, I solemnly swear to you: "I will not disappoint your high hopes, will inherit your career again, I will study seriously, learn skills, and continue to work when I grow up - to build the motherland, like you, to be immortal."

Rely on your own strength, not on others.