Childhood is colorful, like beautiful seashells on the beach; Childhood is a book, recording our every bit; Childhood is a painting, rendering our colorful stories.
One thing is indelible in my mind and still fresh in my memory. When I was five years old, once my mother bought some vegetables. I was absorbed in reading. Mother said kindly: can you help mother wash the dishes? After listening, I thought to myself: I can show my skills this time. So I said happily, 'OK! All right! " Mom bought a lot of vegetables. How can she wash them quickly? My eyes lit up and I had a whim. I carefully put the dishes in the washing machine. I sat beside the washing machine feeling elated. When the washing machine stopped, I opened the cover of the washing machine in a happy mood. Ah! To my surprise. Cabbage has become a bare commander, eggplant is riddled with holes, and tomatoes have long been shadowless. I broke out in a cold sweat. I wash the vegetables. Welcome to wechat: www4hw get more knowledge. In this way, I regret it. I've learned: you can't be whimsical, otherwise it will backfire.
Childhood, a memorable childhood, innocent and innocent, made me walk through carefree. Childhood, childhood, with you, my life is more wonderful! Cherish our lost childhood_ 250 words time is like a white horse passing through a gap. Our life is in the red sun. When a red flower falls, it will reduce a spring. Not to mention that 10000 spring Reds are driven away by the spring wind. How can we not be sad if we still think of the passing of time!
Life is so short, and what we have to do is to find eternity in the short life. This eternity is knowledge. Cherish every minute, every second, and accumulate it to play an infinite role!
We always complain that time is running away too fast, we have no time to solve the problem, the bell at the end of the exam has sounded, we have no time to say goodbye to yesterday, it is already 0:00 in the morning... We always have no time, we always miss it, because we ignore that time will not stop, let alone go back. We are just passers-by of life, coming in a hurry and leaving melancholy.
The ship of life is in our own hands. Only ourselves know where to go, and others can't control it at all. The ancients hung a beam to stab the stock, just to get fame one day. We cherish time like gold and have a clear conscience when we step out of school in the future.
Life is short. Decades pass by in a hurry. Whether to do nothing or stand firm is all in one thought. Only by grasping time and studying hard can we find eternity in our short life! Whose smile commemorates whose childhood_ 250 words time is fleeting, youth is difficult to stay. Brilliant childhood and innocent smile were left by us yesterday, but yesterday was so far away. Wave goodbye with tears. Maybe one year, we are too old to go anywhere. We will sit in wheelchairs and savor our childhood & hellip& hellip;
I wonder if my childhood will be more beautiful and brilliant after the vicissitudes of life? However, I was wrong. My childhood was innocent. How could I tolerate so many calculations and hypocrisy. Childhood is a beautiful word, but no matter how beautiful it is, it can only stay yesterday. Like a meteor, it draws a beautiful arc in the night sky and falls down without nostalgia. So bright meteors, for a moment, lit up my night sky and foreshadowed the dawn.
Tomorrow may be more beautiful, but childhood is irreplaceable.
When we were young, we jumped rubber bands and caught loaches together; Ride a bike together and jump the grid & hellip& hellip; So many happy memories remain in yesterday forever. Those innocent smiles are deeply engraved in my mind. The beautiful childhood has become our colorful dream.
I will never forget the joy of childhood & hellip& hellip; My children's Day wish 250 words, 61 children's Day is coming, this is our children's own holiday. In this festival, many children will receive gifts from grandparents and other elderly relatives, and go out with their parents. That's how happy it is.
However, around us, there are still many children who have no parents and relatives to take care of, just like those orphans and disabled children in social welfare homes. They have no gifts, no surprises, and no care from their relatives. It's really pathetic. So I had an idea: Although I am still a child and have no money to buy gifts for them, I have some books I have read and they are very new. I can give them.
I told my mother about this idea. My mother also agreed and said that I could donate some toys and some school supplies I don't want to play with.
Like children's day love, the birds love the blue sky, and the fish love the clear river. Our children love their own holidays, June 1, children's day. I hope all the children can receive gifts. I hope everyone is happy and can have a happy festival like me. My childhood_ 250 words I believe that everyone has many growth stories. There are happiness, sadness, pain and fun. In short, there are sour, sweet, bitter and spicy.
I also have a beautiful growth story that I will never forget. Next, I'll tell you a story about my growth - the first time I slept alone:
I remember one day when I was five years old. Usually, my mother would sleep with me. When I fell asleep, she left me. But today, my mother let me sleep alone.
So I had to go home and sleep alone.
I don't know why, I lay in bed and couldn't sleep. So I got out of bed, picked up crayons and paper and drew several protective gods. After painting, I hung these protective gods on my bed. Looking at these protective gods, my heart calmed a lot, but there was some fear. Then I spent the night uneasily.
The next day, when I got up early in the morning, my mother said to me, 'Tingting, you are so brave!' At that time, my heart was sweeter than honey.
From then on, I began to sleep alone. It's really 'everything is difficult at the beginning'! Lost childhood, the future of flowering season_ 250 words outside the window, several happy children are jumping around among adults talking about the sky and the earth; The wall not far away looks stiff and stiff against this background; In the distant sky, the track clouds of the plane are incompatible with the light blue sky.
Inside, I sat at my desk and bent over my head doing my homework. But the mind is as messy as the wind swept through it. Two years ago, I was just a child. Two years later, he has become a teenager. " "Childlike innocence" and "flowering season", four words summarize two age groups. But the bitterness can only be known after experience. My hasty childhood! My sad flower season!
I don't know whether the promise I made to the green space on that summer night two years ago was taken away by the wind and floated to the distance, or has it been rooted in the soil? It must be pricked and deep! Because I can feel its vigorous vitality! My short childhood left me not only beautiful memories, but also firm faith! Childhood beliefs gave me the courage to face the future, the motivation to stick to it, and the reason to challenge difficulties.
Today, two years later, when I was in the flowering season, I silently promised to the stars outside the window: I am no longer a child and should be responsible for myself and my future. Therefore, the new semester, a new beginning, let the composition about childhood interesting things: childhood "good meal"_ 250 words my childhood is a big meal, and this is the main meal in my childhood story.
When I was a child, I went to Bingbing's house to play. I saw a delicious thing in their house. When her parents were not at home, I said to Bingbing, 'Bingbing, have you eaten this thing in your house?' Bingbing said, 'I haven't eaten, why don't we eat and see!' Eat as you say, ha ha, start. I said, 'what is this, so bitter!%& gt;_& lt;%' I told her it was too bitter. Rinse your mouth. We went. When we saw a red bottle, we thought it must be water, so we drank it all at once. Bingbing said, "what's this? Mom, it's so hot!" Bingbing's mother rushed to see us like this and couldn't help laughing. Bingbing and I don't know why, but we laughed when we saw her mother laughing.
Later, we learned that we ate shower gel and drank chili oil that day.
When I think about it now, I think the stupid things I did when I was a child are very funny! What impressed me in my childhood _250words many things happened in my childhood, but what impressed me most was my drinking ink.
When I was 4 years old, I overheard my mother talking with aunt Zhao upstairs: 'I heard that Xiao Zhang downstairs was admitted to a key university!' my mother said, 'yes, it's because he drank too much ink!' I suddenly remembered what my mother said to me: 'as long as I study hard, I can go to university and be a senior official'. After that, I slipped into my father's study and took it while my mother wasn't paying attention A bottle of ink and thought, 'ha ha, I'll be admitted to college soon!' as I opened the lid, I drank it soon.
After drinking, I felt overwhelmed in my stomach. I slowly went out and told my mother. Then I didn't know anything.
When I woke up, I found that I was in the hospital. My mother said to me at the bedside: 'silly child, drinking too much ink means: reading more to expand my knowledge and reviewing the lessons and topics I had, not really drinking ink! I suddenly realized that I would never do anything rash in the future.