Write an essay about childhood memories that reflect folk customs

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.

Our story is like a thick storybook, recording many interesting things that may make us sad; Maybe let us rejoice; Perhaps it puts us to shame. But the important thing is that these big and small things make our childhood more wonderful and beautiful. What impressed me the most was something that made me feel ashamed.

At that time, I was 10 years old, and I enrolled in cram school during the summer. Once, I stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus as usual. The sky was gloomy, and my mood was getting more and more dull.

At this time, an old man came up to me with a bowl. I looked him up and down: he had dry gray hair, his eyes were small and piercing, and I wondered if his eyes were open, and his face was carved with wrinkles.

Dressed in dirty, patched clothes, with a pair of black feet, and a notch in the bowl he served, there was a five-dime coin in it. I thought to myself: this man must be an old beggar, and now he must be asking me for money.

Sure enough, in a hoarse voice, he asked me, "Little girl, do you have any money on you?" "I think:

I still have to use my pocket money to buy something to eat, so I don't have anything to share with him. So, impatiently, I said, "No."

Who knows, he actually took out three one-yuan bills from the bowl, stuffed them into my hand, and said to me: "Little girl, it looks like it's about to rain this day, I just saw that you seem to be very anxious here, so I came to ask if you brought any money, sure enough, you just didn't bring it, you just use the three dollars to hurry home in the car, ah, otherwise your family should be in a hurry." The old man turned and walked away.

My face flushed, "Grandpa! I shouted, and the old man heard it, but he just turned his head and smiled at me, and went on again. I looked at the old man's back and talked about the loose film, and I was looking at the crumpled three yuan, it turned out that it was my villain.

I still record it, and it always reminds me to be willing to help others, to be loving, to respect the old and love the young. The most impressive and profound things brought me the most profound understanding.

I can take the name of the essay Ni for my childhood. Or my childhood.

1. The selected essays mainly recall the free and happy backyard life in childhood, and the royal bureau mainly wrote that "I" found a lot of roses in the garden and put them on my grandfather's hat, but the story was dismantled, and my grandfather didn't know about it. It can be seen that "I" is innocent, lively, naughty and cute.

2. "Grandfather, Houyuan, and me, these three things are the same and indispensable." ”

This sentence refers to the deep relationship between "me" and my grandfather, "I" can't do without him, and he can't do without "me", both grandparents and grandchildren like the back garden at home, and they both like to work and play in the garden.

3. These descriptions reflect the hard-working, loving, humorous, and childlike temperament of "my" grandfather.

Personal understanding, willing to help you!

From the day I was born, I used colored pens on white paper to sketch my childhood.

I paint joy with pink;

Enrich your imagination with blue;

Use yellow to express childishness;

Paint dreams in green.

Finally, I want to write sadness in black.

I sketched carefree.

Colorful childhood.

Wave goodbye, that childish childhood, time has led me to grow up.

I really hope that the river will flow in the opposite direction and bring me back to the long-lost one.

Childhood. Regardless of it, the water is heavy and the mountains are heavy.

Mother's advice is the provision of the way.

The burning blood blows the sails.

Bless me, the ship has set sail.