Who knows how to write the beginning of an essay on childhood anecdotes! 1 5

Whenever I see a little orchid, I think of that faint smile in my childhood. I seemed to see the withered yellow hand and the withered face again, but there was always that smile on her kind face, and her eyes were always looking at the sky, as if they were looking at someone. (Beginning).

Childhood was like a dream that made me very happy; Childhood is like a bird flying in the blue sky, carefree and free; Childhood is like a rainbow in the sky, with red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple colors, different shapes, including my innocence, my loveliness, my naughtiness, my sensibility, my happiness, my loss, and my stupidity. I can't forget these beautiful memories, and my childhood is like a dream in heaven! (Beginning).

Childhood is a book that records our bits and pieces; Childhood is a song that sings our ups and downs; Childhood is a painting that renders our colorful stories. (Beginning).

Childhood is like a colorful box, full of sweets, full of laughter, and full of laughter. Looking back now, everything is like a crystal clear pearl, connected together like a beautiful and dazzling necklace, shining ...... the long river of memory(Beginning).

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. (Beginning).

Childhood is the most precious treasure of life, and the game of childhood is a rare gem, whether it is poor or rich, it will become the most attractive magnetic field in life day after day. (Beginning).

There are no taboos in childhood anecdotes, I really want to be like Sleeping Beauty in my childhood dreams, if I were to describe childhood anecdotes, I would compare it to a flower, a fragrant flower; A box, a box with many secrets; A trellis, a trellises overgrown with countless grapes......Let's enjoy the fairy tale together! (Beginning).

My childhood was full of colours, and the interesting things that happened in my childhood were like seashells on the beach, and I can't count them, but this one is the most dazzling, the most beautiful and the most eye-catching.

Childhood anecdotes, like stars in the sky, twinkle and twinkle, can not be counted, today, let me pick a star, to share with you my story at the beginning.

Childhood has passed, and we have to remember the good childhood, and when we grow up, we can savor the happiness of childhood, which is really unique. End.

Childhood is like a crooked boat, carrying our endless dreams through the years; Childhood is like a cheerful song, indulging in singing about our happy life. In a colorful childhood, who doesn't have interesting stories? Thinking about that funny story now makes people laugh out loud.

I did many wrong things in my childhood, most of them I have forgotten, but there is only one thing that I still remember.

"Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; The song of childhood, the song of joy; The footprints of childhood are stringed, and the stories of childhood are stacked. "Is this song a song that reminds you of your childhood? In those colorful years, many things were as bright as stars, and my childhood was beautiful, and there were many things to remember.

Ending: Now that the old man of time is here, take away my childhood in a hurry, and I will never lose my temper again. Thank you to Mr. Time, because he has compiled my childhood into one of the most beautiful books imprinted in my mind.

I remember when I was five years old, there was a popular saying: "Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans", and since then this proverb has taken root in my young mind and germinated my whimsical thoughts. During the summer vacation, I couldn't help but take out a yuan from the piggy bank, dig a pit under the big tree at the door, and bury the money in it.

When I was done, I went home happily and waited for the fruits of the fall, when I would be a rich boy.

End. Childhood is childhood, and there will always be something interesting, but who dares to say that childhood is not happy and free? When you think back to the funny things of your childhood, do you not want to go back to your childhood? However, in the blink of an eye, I had already taken the last train of my childhood.

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