Selected 500-word childhood interesting compositions 1
Childhood in memory is always so sweet! A five-cent popsicle, a 20-cent ice cream, and spring thunder oil that can be quietly applied occasionally, because that is mom's exclusive. Every time I climb the haystack to catch ants after school, I take away my youth and leave joy behind.
I vaguely remember that milk ice cream was most sought after by us at that time, of course, because it was a greedy cat, and summer days could not be separated from ice cream! Watching my classmates eat every day makes me want to eat. However, my mother forbids me to eat every day. Because I was in poor health when I was a child, I coughed easily. How can my mother give me money to buy ice cream every day? Watching other students also take their eggs to school to change ice cream. I have a good feeling, too. I think about how to take an egg to school every day.
I thought of the henhouse. In those days, I went to the henhouse every day after school to see if I could find an egg. That day, the hen just finished laying and came out of the henhouse. I immediately took the eggs out of the henhouse. I was so happy! Eggs are already available, but taking them to school is also a problem. I'm afraid mom will find out! So, I found a piece of paper and wrapped the eggs in it. All right, you're done! I quietly hid the eggs in my schoolbag. I was very excited when I went to school the next day. The thought of eating ice cream after school in the afternoon made me happy all morning.
Finally, after school, I opened my bag and looked at it. God, a big piece of yellow egg liquid in my schoolbag is yellow, even on the book. Needless to say. My egg is broken. Textbooks have also suffered, and ice cream can't be eaten. Thinking of this, I feel anxious and my heart is broken. I dare not go home either, for fear of being scolded. When the sun goes down, I walk home slowly. When I walked to the village entrance, I found my mother at the village entrance. She looked anxiously. When she saw me, she immediately took me into her arms and asked me where I had been and what I had done. I didn't say anything before being taken home. When the schoolbag was opened by mother, mother understood everything. My mother said to me, "son, it's not that I'm not allowed to eat, it's that I can't eat." My tears came out at once, and I couldn't tell whether I was sad or moved.
Memories of childhood are fragmentary. Such as starlight and flowers. It always flashes through my mind in our casual moments, pulling my thoughts and memories. The fun of childhood is like a pearl, which adorns my beautiful dreams and carries the joy of my childhood.
Selected 500-word interesting childhood compositions II
I have many interesting childhood stories, some of which have long been forgotten and some of which have been blurred. But there is one thing I always remember clearly.
It was a sunny day, and my parents locked me in the house and went to work. I'm like a bird in a cage. I'm not comfortable in a cage at all. But I was born to be fun, so I must find something fun.
I spent a long time rummaging around the house and found some old watercolor pens, brushes, ink and white paper. First of all, I became interested in painting, picked up paper and began to draw at random. I drew it for a long time, and finally I drew it: zebra, tiger, panda, polar bear ... on white paper, but all the paintings were strange. I don't mind, but I keep drawing, and my hands are getting itchy. Finally, I felt that drawing on paper was not happy enough, so I thought of a "good idea" to draw on my face and make faces. At that time, my parents will be shocked when they come back to see me!
How to draw? Yes, draw two big red apples on your face. They also have leaves. Draw some grass around your mouth, which is actually a beard; I painted various colors on my eyelids, which I called "rainbow"; Finally, add a beauty mole.
Makeup is over. I found a small mirror to appreciate my "beauty" and found it beautiful.
Ding Dong, I was looking in the mirror when the doorbell rang. I looked in the mirror and prepared to open the door. When I opened the door, my parents looked at me with a sad face and a mirror in their hands. When they saw it, they just smiled. I was in a hurry, so I just found a place to wash my face, but the more I washed it, the dirtier it became, and I became a "big cat"! My parents laughed from ear to ear.
This is an interesting story when I was a child, and I always remember it clearly.
Selected 500 words of interesting childhood composition 3
Childhood stories strung up my colorful childhood like pearls. Every pearl shines with the innocence of my childhood. Now, I will take out a "pearl" to share with you.
I remember when I was six years old, I especially liked eating chocolate. Every time my mother buys chocolate, no matter how much it is, it is "destroyed" in a short time. After eating, I still pestered my mother to ask if there was any more. My mother always has a headache because of my overeating. So, my mother simply issued a "chocolate prohibition order" to help me "quit" chocolate. For a long time, I couldn't eat chocolate, which made me "miserable"!
On one occasion, menstruation visited my house and knew that I like chocolate, so he bought me two boxes of Dover chocolates.
This brings up my greedy bug. Without considering my mother's "obstacles", I took advantage of my aunt's "cover" and hid in my room with two boxes of chocolates to prepare for "enjoyment".
I clumsily opened the package, couldn't wait to grab two pieces of chocolate, swallowed them again and again, licked my little hand after eating, and said with relish, "It's delicious!"
Then I started eating, and when I got to the last piece, I couldn't eat any more. It suddenly occurred to me that this chocolate was finished as soon as it was finished. If I plant it and grow a "chocolate tree", wouldn't there be endless chocolates?
I started, taking the chocolate to the backyard, digging a small hole, putting the chocolate in, filling the soil in and watering it with water.
But after a long time, the "chocolate tree" not only didn't grow, but even didn't move at all.
One day, my mother saw me staring blankly in the backyard and asked me what was going on. I said helplessly, "I planted a piece of chocolate and it hasn't come out yet." Mom smiled and said, "Only the seeds of plants can germinate, but chocolate can't germinate." I just looked at my mother and listened in confusion.
Childhood is so innocent and interesting. Until now, when I think of these things, I can't help but cover my mouth and laugh!
Selected 500-word interesting childhood compositions 4
Childhood is colorful, just like beautiful seashells by the sea, and childhood memories are like crystal pearls in seashells, which makes people want to stay. Many funny things happened when I was a child, and now I can't help laughing when I think about it.
I remember when I was in a small class, one weekend, my mother walked into the bedroom and smiled and said to me, "Baby, get up quickly. Mom and Dad will take you to IKEA today. " After listening to my mother's words, I quickly picked up my favorite doll, jumped on the bed and said, "Yeah, great!" " I want to play house with my cousin Qiqi when I go to menstruation. "Mom and dad paused, and then smiled and said to me," Silly girl, we are going to a shopping mall called IKEA, not menstruating. "Oh, this really makes me happy.
On New Year's Day, my mother said, "Come on, get dressed and let's go to grandma's house for dinner." I pouted and said reluctantly, "Mom, I don't want to eat New Year's Eve!" " "My mother looked at me and asked doubtfully," Why don't you have a New Year's Eve dinner? "? Grandma cooked a lot of things you like to eat. ""I don't want to eat sticky glutinous rice. It's disgusting. " Until now, every New Year, people still make fun of me with this joke.
Another winter, my mother and I walked in the garden of the community. I pointed to a flower and asked, "Mom, what flower is that?" It smells good! "Mother replied," plum blossom. "I thought to myself, is mom kidding me? There are flowers, how can you say there are no flowers?
Now that I've grown up, I've learned a lot, and I won't be so stupid anymore, but interesting things about my childhood will still come to my mind from time to time.
Selected 500-word interesting childhood composition 5
At the sight of sugar, I think of an interesting childhood story.
It was a cold winter night and I caught a cold. Ice cream, m beans, chocolate … I can't eat anything. Really depressed!
Mom is cooking. I happened to see some rock sugar in the seasoning box. Ah! It's sugar! My saliva just came out. I am eager to eat sugar, but my mother is in the kitchen! What shall we do? By the way, I can draw the snake out of the hole!
I had a brainwave and remembered the waterlogging caused by my mother's forgetting to change the drain pipe when using the washing machine. I crept into the bathroom just as the washing machine was running water. I grabbed the left and right legs of the water pipe with both hands and tied them in a standing position. I tried my best. Pull hard. "Wow," the water burst out like a flood. I exulted in my heart and shouted, "Mom, you forgot to change the drain again!" " "Mom hurriedly dropped the spatula and ran over. While complaining about his "bad memory", he quickly cleaned up a messy bathroom. I snickered a few times and sneaked into the kitchen.
When I came to the kitchen, I looked everywhere in a hurry. There are sundries everywhere on the table, underground, lid and cupboard, and the kitchen is a mess. But how can I clean up now? After searching for a long time, I finally found the baby that made my mouth water. I couldn't help being ecstatic and quickly stuffed countless pieces of rock sugar into my mouth.
At this moment, there was hurried footsteps in the corridor. I'm like a novice thief who was discovered by others. Before I could enjoy the "achievements", I fell into the "French Open". I was at a loss and knocked over the candy box in a hurry. My mother came in! I looked up trembling and hid my eyes, for fear that her eagle eye would see something wrong. We were deadlocked for a long time, and finally she said, "Go away, you glutton!" "
Alas, the "sugar stealing plan" failed again!
Selected 500-word interesting childhood composition 6
Childhood is a movie, which records our innocent and lovely childhood. Childhood is a stream, and the stream in it is strung together by childhood events. Childhood is more like a bright light, stored in our hearts, and always warm in retrospect.
My hometown is in Zhanjiang, near the sea. So, I often go to the seaside to play. I especially like the thin golden sand on the beach, the cold sea water, the warm sunshine and shells of different colors, shapes and sizes. There may be a lot of "trophies" when you come back from vacation!
I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I went to Longhaitian Beach in East Island of Zhanjiang for a holiday. There, I had a good time, digging sand and washing sea water. When I was a child, I believed that the treasure of pirates was buried in the beach. I went to the seaside to look for the legendary "Dabao" again.
The legendary treasure has not yet appeared! I didn't want to dig, so I had a strange idea. My parents laughed, but they agreed to my request. Guess what this is?
I buried myself in the bunker and my head just popped out. I want to explore the treasure myself. My head is almost buried in the sand, and I haven't explored the treasure yet. I gave up, so the first expedition was over.
How wonderful my childhood was. When this summer came, I went back to my hometown. The beach here is still so charming, but my childhood will never come back. However, people always have to grow up, so keep your childhood experiences as your own treasure and wait for future excavation.
Selected 500-word interesting childhood composition 7
Childhood is like a river, rushing away and never coming back. Among many things, I remembered an interesting childhood story.
That day, it was sunny and sunny. My brother and I were bored at grandma's house, so we kicked stones on the ground. At this time, my eyes lit up and I took my brother's hand with joy and said loudly, "Brother, brother, let's have a game and throw stones at that wall." Look who threw it high. My brother agreed. I picked up a stone first and threw it at the wall. I throw well, it is more than two meters high. I am dancing with joy. My brother is not convinced. He also picked up a stone and aimed at a place. At that moment, he threw the stone hard. Wow! That's great. I almost flew over the brick wall. Of course, I won't stop there. I also picked up a stone, redefined a goal and threw it out with my right hand. God, I threw as high as my brother, and my brother still won't give up. If you are not convinced, I will throw it away. Unexpectedly, we threw it over the wall, and we threw it even harder.
Suddenly, we only heard the crisp sound of "banging". We knew something was wrong, and as expected, our neighbor's grandfather's fish tank died heroically in our Stonehenge. At this moment, an old man with a white beard came out and came to us angrily. We were scared and ran away. But grandpa caught me and scolded me!
This is my childhood, an interesting, naughty and naive childhood!
Selected 500-word interesting childhood compositions 8
In my childhood memory, one thing went to the seaside with different shades, and the tide of years disappeared. It's just that it looks like a big tree on the beach. Deeply rooted in my heart.
One year, the weather in early autumn was particularly sunny, and all the potatoes in my field were ripe. My mother and I went to dig potatoes with shovels and manuscripts. My mother and I first grabbed the potato seedlings and pulled them up hard. A part of the potatoes connected with the potato seedlings were pulled out. In fact, even the potatoes on the potato seedlings are relatively small, and the big ones lie in the soil and refuse to come out. My mother and I picked up shovels and manuscripts. I want to dig potatoes with a shovel. Mother planed potatoes with a pickaxe. After a while, all the potatoes were dug out. That potato has a golden skin and a round body. Some potatoes are as big as red dates, some are as big as light bulbs, and some are bigger than apples. Then, I will put the potatoes in a bag, and I will find a small spherical fruit on the potato seedlings. The small fruit is green and yellow, like a small tomato. I think this fruit must be delicious. It looks attractive. So, I couldn't help taking a bite. I suddenly feel sour and bitter. I quickly spit it out. My mother saw it and said to me with a smile, "The small fruit from that potato seedling, commonly known as potato bell, is not edible. Although it looks like a small tomato. But it tastes bad and slightly toxic. " After listening to my mother's words, I quickly went to gargle and washed it several times for fear of being poisoned.
How innocent and happy our childhood was! Whenever I think about it, I can't help laughing. I love my happy childhood.
Selected 500-word interesting childhood composition 9
My childhood, sometimes like colorful shells on the beach, is colorful and strung together, which brings me happy memories. My childhood is sometimes like a beautiful painting, expressing different scenery. My childhood is like the fruit on the fruit tree in the orchard, full of beautiful things, but I have lost a lot, but there is a huge fruit that has always remained in my heart.
I remember that year, when I was in kindergarten, the teacher taught us to fold colored paper into large and small paper cups in a manual class. The teacher drew a lovely pattern on each paper cup, and the students were curious. They all learned it in a short time, and I was no exception. When I got home, I folded it happily and showed it to my mother. My mother was also very happy. Seeing my mother's encouragement, my heart is full of joy. So the cup became an inseparable "good partner" in my life. I use it to hold fruit, I use it to hold toys ... One day I happened to find my mother holding water in a glass, and I thought, "Can my glass hold water like my mother's?" I ran back to my room, took out my cup and ran to the water cooler. I put water in my cup. Unexpectedly, the water penetrated the paper cup, the paper cup was soaked, and my inseparable "good friend" disappeared. My mother came to ask me what was going on, and I told it from beginning to end. Mother smiled and said, "Silly child, how can paper see water?" Water seeps at the sight of paper! "With the comfort of my mother, I made up my mind never to do such a stupid thing again. But these interesting things also added a colorful page to my childhood.
This fruit is still in my memory orchard. It taught me a scientific truth, made my childhood colorful, and planted scientific seeds in my heart from an early age.
Selected 500-word childhood interesting compositions 10
I have many interesting childhood stories, some of which have long been forgotten and some of which have been blurred. But there is one thing I always remember clearly.
It was a sunny day, and my parents locked me in the house and went to work. I'm like a bird in a cage. I'm not comfortable in a cage at all. But I was born to be fun, so I must find something fun.
I spent a long time rummaging around the house and found some old watercolor pens, brushes, ink and white paper. First of all, I became interested in painting, picked up paper and began to draw at random. I drew it for a long time, and finally I drew it: zebra, tiger, panda, polar bear ... on white paper, but all the paintings were strange. I don't mind, but I keep drawing, and my hands are getting itchy. Finally, I felt that drawing on paper was not happy enough, so I thought of a "good idea" to draw on my face and make faces. At that time, my parents will be shocked when they come back to see me!
How to draw? Yes, draw two big red apples on your face. They also have leaves. Draw some grass around your mouth, which is actually a beard; I painted various colors on my eyelids, which I called "rainbow"; Finally, add a beauty mole.
Makeup is over. I found a small mirror, appreciated my "beauty" and found it beautiful.
Ding Dong, I was looking in the mirror when the doorbell rang. I looked in the mirror and prepared to open the door. When I opened the door, my parents looked at me with a sad face and a mirror in their hands. When they saw it, they just smiled. I was in a hurry, so I just found a place to wash my face, but the more I washed it, the dirtier it became, and I became a "big cat"! My parents laughed from ear to ear.
This is an interesting story when I was a child, and I always remember it clearly.
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