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Childhood is like a bunch of waves in the river, with a level as calm as a mirror, a slight ripple, and a surging wave; Childhood is also like the boiling water that must be drunk in life, sweet and bitter. My childhood was full of joy and ...... of distressWho said that children are carefree, but I have many troubles.
My dad was a middle school teacher and my mom didn't have a job, and they wanted me to go to university and be a productive person in the future. But my grades weren't very good. Every time I brought back the test papers, I saw my father's frustrated face, my mother's sad look, and the anxious look of the teacher in front of me, which added infinite troubles to me.
When I was in fourth grade, my dad decided to let me repeat a grade.
The new semester has begun, and everything is back to life: birds are singing in the branches, red fish are swimming in the pool, and the campus radio is singing briskly all day long. When I came to a new class, I was so cheerful everywhere.
My classmates were all enthusiastic, vying to play with me and be my friends. After class, we played ball, jumped rope, and kicked shuttlecock together, and went fishing together on Sundays ......What a jolly time.
However, the good times did not last long.
Once, I offended Zhu Hui. Zhu Hui is a very resentful person, she found out that I was a repeater, so she immediately publicized it in the class, and the whole class knew that the friends she had made before stopped playing with me. She also made up a song:
Repeaters, fried peanuts. I can't fry it, and I cry in a hurry. "Every day at noon she sang it, and as soon as I retorted, she said:
No name, no surname, who dares to agree! "I was so angry that I wanted to push her to the ground and punch and kick her a few times. However, thinking of the teacher and the father's entrustment, I can only suppress the anger in my heart.
The childhood time is unforgettable, but the troubles in the heart are infinite.
Since I was born in cold and heavy snow, my father gave me the name "Cold Snow". Although the name is not duplicated, people say that it is like a girl's name.
Every time a new classmate came to the class, I was afraid that he would ask for my name because he would say, "How is this so girly?" "My uncles used to make fun of me with this, too. I was so angry that I asked my dad many times to change my name, but my dad didn't agree, and I couldn't help it.
I had to hold my breath and have nowhere to go.
Childhood is like this, everything is not going as planned, but it must be controlled!
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I fell and gnawed on the mud, and just got up, trying to stand firm, but the skates just didn't obey, and I fell again.
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1.The stories of my childhood are as many as the stars in the sky, as beautiful as the waves in the sea, and as sweet as the songs ......of children
2.When it comes to my childhood story, you listen to it and make sure you laugh off your big teeth.
3.Childhood life is long and short, how many waves are there in the ocean of my memory! One of them made me the most memorable, because it was one of the funniest and naughtiest waves of my childhood.
4.I had a very happy childhood, and the story that happened at that time is still fresh in my memory. There's one thing I always feel happy about when I think about it. Because it gives me so much fun.
5.Childhood, what a beautiful word, contains a process of our growth, both sour and sweet.
6.Whenever I think about something from my childhood, I can't help but laugh. There are many interesting stories in my childhood, and naturally there are a lot of jokes, don't believe me, let me tell you two things.
7.Everyone has a childhood, and the anecdotes of childhood are like all kinds of shells on the seaside, sparkling in the company of the sea, exuding colorful brilliance, and there are countless to count. And now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand, which is also one of my most memorable childhood anecdotes.
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