Diary > first grade diary thoughts_ 50 word worry diary summer vacation diary
Why is life always so painful,
Why always look down on me.
Why are you so indifferent to me,
Why is my childhood not happy
There is no love in my heart.
Full of sadness and pain,
But I can only suffer in the dark corner.
Grade 1: Lin Hongyu's childhood anecdotes 50 word composition: Fishing_ 450 words childhood is both beautiful and bad. Such a thing happened in my childhood.
That day, I was bored with my grandmother's leisure. Just about this, my good friend Fangfang came. While I had nothing to do today, I said to her, 'Fangfang, shall we go fishing together?' Because it was a holiday, Fangfang readily agreed. So we called our sister, took the bucket and came to the river.
The water in the river was so clear that we could see the pebbles at the bottom of the river. We took off our shoes, rolled up our sleeves and walked into the river. As soon as we entered the river, we felt a trace of coolness. The ears of wheat beside the river fluctuated with the wind, and the birds on the branches sang crisp songs. The scene was like a continuous picture.
Suddenly, a small fish swam past me. Fangfang said, 'fish!' I came back and looked into the water. Ah! It was a small fish. I approached it quietly and grabbed it with my hand while it wasn't paying attention, but it slipped away. My sister said, 'don't lose heart.' I encouraged my courage, pushed the content of this page from "read. 4hw. Com. CN" for you, and quickly put it in the bucket. This time it didn't escape my palm. Then we saw another fish. I approached it, grabbed it, and said with both hands that this was my second booty. But the little guy was really disobedient, jumping and jumping. I had to put it in the bucket. Gradually, the sun set, and we caught a lot of fish.
In the beautiful scenery of sunset, we carried our Booty - fish, sang happy songs and walked home. Interesting childhood stories 100 composition: interesting childhood stories_ 400 word people will always have some memories, and their minds will certainly contain some interesting childhood stories, not to mention me? Especially what happened in the field makes my memory sad.
When I was about 5 years old, my father always took me to my grandfather's field when I finished practicing calligraphy, that is, the place to grow vegetables and fruits. Today, I finished practicing calligraphy again! Ready to go. I rode an old bike and my father rode a big bike to see the natural scenery all the way. But & hellip& hellip;
You should come to the stone road. The stones are all over the road. In addition, the path is very narrow. It's just right for a person to ride a bicycle. It can't accommodate the second one. Forward, I got off and pushed slowly, but today I volunteered to ride over. After the first half, I felt very honored. I thought I had good skills and was ready to be complacent. I don't know. Maybe it's God's play! The front tire of my bike suddenly hit a bump stone. Maybe it was too small. With the sound of 'ah', I fell to the ground with my car. It happened that my father rushed to the scene and helped me. If I were late, I would have fallen into the ditch.
Although I didn't have a car wreck or death, when I fell to the ground, the two newborn baby teeth in my mouth jumped out, and my ass didn't feel for a long time. My cousin beside me almost lost his teeth.
Although the old bike and gravel road made me lose my newborn teeth. However, I don't hate it, because it taught me never to be conceited and reckless.