Essay on interesting facts about childhood, how to write first effect and then cause, urgent!!!!!

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.

Happy day.

An unforgettable day.

Happy Sunday.

Unforgettable Sunday.

Hide-and-seek.

Childhood Fun Facts Everyone has a childhood, and childhood fun stories are like all kinds of seashells on the seaside, shining in the company of the sea, exuding colorful brilliance, and there are too many to count. And now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand, which is also one of my most memorable childhood anecdotes.

I remember when I was a child, there was an orange tree in my yard that I had planted with me when I was born, and I often used a knife to carve a mark on the trunk of the tree, and every day I went to measure whether I had grown taller. Looking at the horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly realized that I was shorter than the mark.

Oh, my God! Am I growing upside down? I was so frightened that I hurriedly ran to ask my mother

Mom, why have other friends grown taller, and how have I become shorter? "My mother hurriedly put down the work around her, put me on the chair and asked"Why do you say that?

I hurriedly jumped out of the chair, took my mother's hand, pulled her into the yard and pointed to it"I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but when I came to do it today, it was below the horizontal line I had carved before. "As I spoke, I pointed out the two horizontal lines on the tree.

My mother listened to my words, looked at the tree again, and after two minutes of silence, she laughed inexplicably, laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, tears came out, and patted my head on the head, which was looking at her stupidly, and said"Fool, it's not that you're short, it's that the tree is tall, don't do such stupid things in the future. "It dawned on me that it wasn't that I was short, but that the tree was tall.

After that, I happily went to play with the chicks, and I didn't know what stupid things I would do to the chicks.

Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like that, there were a lot of silly and funny things.

Like bathing a snow doll, shaving ...... eyebrowsIt is also so many interesting things and silly things that make up that colorful childhood, a happy childhood, and a nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly passing away from me, I am no longer so stupid, and I believe that the funny stories of my childhood will definitely become the most beautiful memories of my life.

It's really windy today! After school, I rode my bike, kept my head down, and pedaled forward. Approaching the intersection of the Peace Road, he knocked a peasant old man who was counting money while walking, and the handful of RMB in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

I hurriedly jumped out of the car, trying to pick up the money for the old man quickly, but it was too late, and the money scattered on the ground had been blown up by the whistling north wind, and they were flying in all directions.

At this moment, I saw passers-by running in the direction of the money drifting away, and some shouted: "The money is gone, grab it!" Suddenly, the whole intersection boiled.

This sudden situation surprised the old man, and then he patted his thigh anxiously and said: "The wind blows and robs people, how can I get this, and the money will be gone again." I wanted to say a few words of comfort, but what should I say?

It didn't take long for the wind to seem to subside, and the people who "grabbed the money" also came to the old man from all directions, handing over the "robbed" money to the old man one by one. The old man was overjoyed and kept nodding his head to everyone.

People gathered around the old man and repeatedly asked him to count the money with concern. It could be seen that the old man was a little embarrassed, and counted with a trembling hand, and there were people next to him to help count. After counting, I saw that the old man hesitated slightly, and then counted again.

It's still twenty-six. The old man looked up at the people around him with questioning eyes, and said half-to himself, "No......Before the old man finished speaking, a schoolboy wearing a red scarf rushed to shout:

Who hasn't sent the money yet! The old man hurriedly continued, "Not less, but more."

How can it be more? Are you mistaken? "That's right, I can count it clearly at home, it's obviously twenty-five, all of them are five yuan each."

People looked at each other in bewilderment. The schoolboy shouted again: "Who sent more?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a middle-aged woman say embarrassedly: "It's mine, I took a five-yuan bill and was about to go to the store to buy something, and just now I patronized to help the old man 'grab money', and I forgot the money I still held in my hand, and handed it over to the old man together." After saying that, the crowd erupted in a burst of cheerful and hearty laughter.

Childhood Fun FactsIn my childhood, many interesting things happened, some of those things flashed like shooting stars, and some disappeared in my memory like a passing cloud, but there is one thing that I will never forget, this event can make me see the shadow of childhood innocence.

One night when I was three years old, I was walking in the community garden, and I looked up at the sky, and suddenly I noticed a white and bright round thing in the eastern sky, like a white jade plate, and like a mirror of a fairy in the sky, hanging high in the clear night sky. I was surprised to see this "thing". So, I hurried home and told my kind grandmother, who smiled and said

Silly boy, that "thing" is called the moon." When she had finished speaking, she told me some stories about the moon, and she told me that the toad in the moon is the essence of the moon; Wangshu is the royal palace of the moon, and Li Bai's "Gulang Moon Xing" ......Grandma said:

Mr. Li Bai also had an interesting incident like you in his childhood, and I believe that you will become a great poet like him in ......the futureGrandma gushed and said, her eyes shining with hope.

Now, every night when the moon is bright and starry, a bright moon hangs in the sky, and the bright moonlight shines in front of my desk through the window, I think of that night when I was three years old, and I think of my grandmother's inspiring words.

Another time, one day during the summer vacation when I was four years old, our family went on a trip to Badaling. I was so excited that I tirelessly climbed up, and I saw my father and mother panting tiredly, but I continued to climb up, and when I climbed to a certain height, I looked down and wow! There is really a feeling of "seeing all the mountains at a glance".

Suddenly, I noticed that the sun had turned westward, and a red sunset was reflected in front of my eyes, and the sun seemed to be unable to leave. Yet little by little it is still moving westward. Seeing this, I couldn't help but cry out loud.

The mother asked with concern, "Son, what's wrong?" I sobbed and said

It's over! Grandpa Sun is leaving! We're going to disappear!

The father straightened his face and shouted, "Don't say those unlucky words! Mom said empathetically, "It's because of the movement of the earth!"

Rest assured, the sun will still shine brightly tomorrow! I nodded my head in understanding.

I can't help but laugh whenever I recall these two events. Laughing is laughing at the innocence of childhood. I also have a shy look on my face. Shame is to be ashamed of one's own childishness. When I remember what my grandmother said to me, I try harder.

Reminiscing about the fun things of childhood constitutes the colorful sky of childhood, recalling the fun things of childhood makes the shadow of childhood cut constantly, thinking about the good times of childhood will make me cherish the good times of the present more, and recalling the fun things of childhood will also make my heart more pure, I love you, my childhood.

Unforgettable childhood.

Childhood is like a string of beautiful pearls, a funny and ridiculous anecdote that makes this string of pearls brilliant. I remember when I was 7 years old, I was clamoring to go to the field with my grandfather, but my grandmother had no choice but to let me go. When I got to the field I caught grasshoppers, and then I saw a piece of oil painting not far away, I was in the middle of the oil painting, I was yellow all around, I was singing and dancing, and I accidentally fell into the mud pit, but I was still very happy.

Looking back on my 7-year-old childhood, I had a good life, but when I think about it, this 7-year-old childhood did add a beautiful touch to that colorful childhood.

There are many things in my memory, like stars in the sky, that I can't count. I'll pick one of the brightest stars and tell you about it!

One day, I went to my teacher's house. As soon as I arrived at the teacher's house, I heard a lot of noise in the house. I asked the teacher what was wrong. The teacher said, "Let's make dumplings today." "I thought: Oops! What if I don't know how to foreskin?

I started packing. The teacher said, "I bought this skin in the market myself."

To hold the skin with your left hand, then dip your right hand in the water, then rub it on the skin, wrap the filling, and finally wrap the skin. "I didn't look good at first, but the teacher taught us how to make a dumpling that could stand up. I still can't wrap well.

However, I didn't give up, I kept wrapping, and finally I made a paper-plane shaped dumpling. Listening to the crown on the opposite side wrapped a signature dumpling, we laughed and smiled happily. The teacher came to check and asked the boys to pinch the skin tightly, and we pinched it to the tightest as if it were glued together.

The crown wrapped another dumpling like his ears. I said, "You can do it!"

I saw that everyone made a lot of dumplings, and I wrapped them seriously. After a while, we made more than 40 dumplings. We all laughed.

After wrapping, the teacher went to cook it for us. After a while, the fragrant dumplings were freshly baked. The students said as they ate, "It's delicious, it's delicious." Among them, Yang He said: "Next time we want to pack." Next time I buy 10 pounds. ”

I thought: next time I'll pack a few better ones.

Three-stage limelight, pork belly, leopard tail.

That is, the beginning should be exciting.

The middle narrative should be fleshy and content.

There is strength at the end.

Grasp one or a few things and write them in detail, highlighting the word interesting.