My happy childhood composition

Sitting in a warm room, looking at the cold world outside through the glass in the window, I suddenly remembered my childhood. I lived with my grandmother when I was a child. In that remote and poor village. At that time, it was particularly cold in winter, and there was a stove at home, but the hole was made very small, so we could burn less coal. Every time I come home from school, some old people and grandma always come to my house to warm up, chat and have tea. At that time, few people in our place built stoves to keep warm in winter. Every time grandma sees me open the door and come in, she will stretch out her warm hand and cover my cold little hand. At this time, I will brazenly put my little popsicle hand into her sleeve to keep warm. When it's warm, go outside and dig the sweet potato or radish out of the sand, wash it with water and eat it. Sweet potatoes, radishes and other things will not freeze when buried in the soil. Sweet potato or radish is the fruit that rural children eat in winter. It doesn't taste good when it first comes down, but it will be crisp and sweet after a while. There are also cooked dried sweet potatoes, which were also the only snacks for rural children at that time. The taste is not worse than the current potato chips and shrimps. In winter, after school, the partners had nothing to do, so they agreed to jump off the house, throw sandbags in the street and sweat profusely. It seems that I forgot that it is winter. You can listen to the radio of storytelling while eating at noon. Yang Jiajiang, Water Margin, Legend of Yue Fei, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Harbin at night, armed forces behind enemy lines, Fire King Kong, and many more. On the way to school and between classes, everyone will get together, broadcast the novels they have heard and comment again. The habit of listening to novels at noon continued until I left my hometown to go to school in the city. The day of the final exam every year is my birthday. On this day, my grandmother will cook me a hearty meal. She also said that I can't drink porridge this day. Porridge is just confused. If I drink it, I will lose my mind. I am illiterate at school. My grandmother always cooks noodles on her birthday, and she smells chopped green onion choking the pot before coming home from school. Cooking noodles makes the pot smell very special. My mouth is watering, and there will be two eggs on my face, which I can't eat at ordinary times. That was my biggest birthday dinner. After the birthday exam, it will be the New Year. There are new clothes to wear every new year. After eating jiaozi in New Year's Eve, I will put my new clothes on my pillow, hoping it will light up soon, so that I can put on my new clothes and compare them with my friends. Not all children can put on new clothes in the New Year. Now that the conditions are good, the children can't imagine our childhood life and enjoy our happiness at that time. Things are getting richer and richer, and wishes are always particularly easy to be satisfied, but happiness is not necessarily more and more. I miss the happy time when my grandmother warmed her hands, poached egg noodles on her birthday and put on new clothes for the New Year!