Essay on childhood anecdotes with subtitles for the film! 10

Write about catching crabs, even writing this article is a good star.

Those memories of the past are still echoing in my ears like a string of beautiful wind chimes......

I picked up the brightest of the colorful shells on the seashore and slowly recalled ......

The past is like a thread, stringing together a colorful childhood.

Some people say that childhood is like a painting, the painting is colorful, some people say that childhood is like a poem, the poem is full of emotions, and some people say that childhood wants to ......

My childhood is like a colorful stream, flowing slowly, and the interesting stories of my childhood are like waves, which will be cherished in my memory forever.

Childhood is an ocean of joy. On the seashore of memories, there are countless shells, some gray, evoking a sad past; There are splendid ones that remind people of childhood anecdotes. I searched for the most beautiful shells on the shore of my memories, and ah, I found ......

Childhood is colorful, like a beautiful seashell by the sea; Childhood is carefree, like a prodigal doll who laughs all day long; Childhood is innocent and sweet, like the clear spring water in a mountain stream.

Childhood is like a golden sand, with a lot of colorful shells of the past, white is bland, gray is sad, sky blue is happy, and pink is funny ......

Now, what is missing in childhood? ——It's the scenery in my heart. —Epigraph.

Childhood is like a string of beautiful wind chimes that still echo in my ears......

Landlord, let's be clear. Okay?

Childhood Fun Fact: Plucking a Puppy with a Mustache. My childhood was colorful, and innocence and sweetness flowed through my childhood, which always makes people have unforgettable memories.

I remember when I was 5 years old, on a sunny spring Sunday, I was playing freely in my room ......Suddenly, there was a "buzzing" sound from the hall, I rushed over when I heard the sound, only to see my father sitting on the sofa, erlang's legs, holding a strange thing in his hand and shaving, I opened my eyes wide and asked my father in confusion: "Dad, what is this?" "Oh, you ask that, don't you?

This is a little assistant who specializes in helping dad shave his beard! As soon as the words fell, Dad shaved his beard with a smile, which was really enviable. I stood there dumbfounded, thoughtful......

The next morning, when I got up, I accidentally found that my little white dog had a few long beards on the side of his mouth, and my eyes lit up: Hey, use Dad's "super **" to help the puppy fix the "hairstyle". I danced for my cleverness.

I looked around and felt very safe, so I took action, and I tiptoed to my dad's room. Ha, I found that strange thing without much effort, and I jumped and jumped, and how happy Sensei was! When I came to the yard, I grabbed the little white dog, and shaved the little white dog's beard in three strokes and two strokes.

I was very happy to look at my "masterpiece" and thought to myself: when my parents come back, they will definitely praise me for my ......

When night fell, my mother finally got off work, and I told my mother about what happened today, and after hearing this, my mother was made to cry and laugh by my innocent behavior, I was really a second monk - I couldn't figure it out. My mother said to me earnestly, "A dog's beard is a great help to him, and he can't just cut it to help."

When you grow up, you will understand by looking up the information yourself. ”

As the years passed, it was a note in my heart that I once savored. Whenever I think about it, I always laugh out loud. This is also a "diary" full of joy in my heart.