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The salt is dirty, when the rice is scoopy, and the rest is left to think for yourself.

Childhood fun facts. There were many interesting things in my childhood. For example: jokes told while chatting with friends, blowing bubbles with friends.

The most memorable thing for me is that I learned to ride a bicycle, laughing at me, my stomach hurts for a day, hehe, just a little joke.

In the morning, my mother went to work very early, and my father and brother were still sleeping under the covers, which made me angry! Holding a chicken feather, in.

My brother scratched the soles of his feet a few times, and he laughed, and I quickly ran out of the bedroom, hid in a small corner, and played with my brother.

Hidden. My brother couldn't find me and went to sleep again. I yelled, "Brother Lazy Pig, get up and learn to ride a bicycle with me," he said

Let me sleep again, good sister. I said, "No, I don't, fast." Rise. Come. But he still can't afford it, so I'll take our house.

All the alarm clocks were given alarm clocks, and they all rang at half past seven, which scared my brother and got up all at once. I had no choice but to accompany me.

Biked. I'm amazing!

At first, I didn't dare to ride, so I asked my brother to ride slowly, but I fell several times, my leg was broken, my arm was broken, and I was angry.

I really don't want to ride it, but I've already disturbed my brother, and I'm embarrassed to let him go back.

My brother helped me ride a few laps and then started riding on my own, but I didn't expect it. Touched the tree, my brother smiled from ear to ear, and I will.

When I started crying, my brother couldn't do it anymore, so he coaxed me and said, "Don't cry, please eat candy," I laughed. A few minutes later, in the hands of my brother.

Running at me with an Alpine lollipop, I threw a banana peel at him with a bad heart, and fell with a thud, I.

Triumphantly snatched the lollipop back from his brother's hand and ate it with relish on the side.

Seeing my brother's pitiful appearance, I gave him one and said, "I invited you," and the brother was speechless.

When I got home, I remembered what happened today, and told my father and mother about it, and they laughed on the side. Now that I'm a junior high school student, I remember.

I laugh when I come, not at my brother, but at myself, and at why I love to cry so much. Hehe!

When we look back on our childhood, we always remember some unforgettable moments. For me, the most precious and fun thing about that time was playing with my cousins on the weekends. In this age of joy and carefree sidelines, we can play our favorite games while laughing, playing, and chatting happily.

Next, I'm going to share some memories from this wonderful time.

The most memorable thing is that we often play different roles with each other, and then play different games according to the role. We used to play interesting and innovative roles such as soldiers, policemen, and superheroes. Sometimes, we play in the dark corners of the basement"Hide and seek"game, anyone must go into hiding until they are discovered.

These memories always bring me a sense of nostalgia and remind me of the little bits of happiness.

In addition to that, we often play in the woods"Grab the flag"Sail foolishness. It's a team game where we divide the pitch into two zones and each team has a unique flag. Our mission is to catch the other party's flag and bring it back to our area.

It's a game that focuses on teamwork and quick reflexes, both of which we've developed as we play.

One of the last memories I remember is that on the weekends we would be at home watching movies or playing games. We often play video games together, and we share experiences and help each other out while playing. Overall, in these activities, we all forget about other people's and outside distractions and enjoy that carefree and good time.

Overall, my childhood memories always bring me joy and warmth. I'm sure others have had similar experiences and feelings. If you also want to miss your childhood, I recommend playing games with your friends or family, sharing memories and warming each other together.

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Childhood is happy, childhood is beautiful, but childhood is also short, cherish a beautiful childhood!! Emotion).

1What is all childhood? It is the cicada in the tree, the frog in the water, the short song of the shepherd's flute, and the hidden ....... of the partnerIn short, childhood is carefree and happy.

Whenever I vividly recall the anecdotes of my childhood, my face is always flushed with a rosy glow. After all, the past swirled in my heart like the sound of flowing water, and once it burst out, it was so gushing .......

When I was 5 years old, my mother took me to my grandmother's house, my grandmother lived in the countryside, so there were many people there who rode horses from this village to that village, I was very envious of it, and I wanted to try riding a horse, but the horseback was too high, I couldn't go up, I was trying to go up, I happened to see my grandmother feeding the pigs, I thought the pigs were small, it was easy to go up, I saw my grandmother after feeding the pigs into the house, I went to the pig's nest, opened the door and went in and chose a pig to ride on and ran out, grandma saw it, I hurriedly ran out to call me, I saw my grandmother, and tried to make the pig stop, but she couldn't stop. The pig ran into the grandmother's vegetable garden, and the cucumbers and persimmons in it. They were all trampled off by pigs, and I was also scratched by the branches of the fruit tree, and this time my grandmother caught the pig, and after driving the pig into the nest, my grandmother said that I was so naughty that even the pig dared to ride.

Another time was when I was seven years old, when I first learned to ride a bike. I wasn't very good at riding at that time, so my mom and I rode our bikes to the square, where there was a lot of space. I was riding my bicycle there, and the faster I rode, and suddenly I saw an adult coming from the front on a bicycle, because I was riding too fast, I couldn't brake the car, and I was about to crash, and my mother was calling me, and I thought:

If I hit it, I'll get hurt too, and I'm not very good at riding, so what if I turn around and fall? "I don't know what to do anymore. That's when I suddenly remembered:

Jump out of the car, it's going to be fine" I jumped out of the car, I wasn't hurt, but my car crashed into the guy.

Whenever I recall this, I always "giggle", laughing so sweetly, so brightly. It's as if all the haunting memories of the past have come back to life. I continue to think about the poetic years of my youth, the season of dreams.

I think that childhood is a tree without growth rings, which never grows old and never disappears.