Childhood fun 800 words

In my childhood, there were many happy and interesting things.

In the cold winter, the most enjoyable thing is to make a snowman and have a snowball fight. I remember one winter, my father and I ran downstairs to keep warm, but suddenly there appeared a scene in front of us: the whole lawn was covered with heavy snow, and the eaves and dead branches were covered with flawless snow, and the whole world became wrapped in silver. The earth seems to be covered with a layer of white carpet, and it is soft to step on. I suddenly lost my temper and was anxious to make a snowman with my father. We came to the biggest lawn and pinched a handful of snow. How cold it is! My hands are frozen stiff and I can't move. My father handed me a pair of gloves and said, "You make the snowman's head and I make the snowman's body, okay?" I nodded, began to knead snowballs, and then rolled on the ground. After a while, a big round snowman head came out. I rolled a big snowball and came to my father. As soon as I saw it, my father had made a big round body waiting for me!

We went to the garage and got a small broom, a broken basket and a carrot, and two big black buttons. Next to the snowman, we helped him straighten up, put on his head and arms, put two black eyes on his head, inserted a long clown nose, drew a red mouth of Zhang greatly under his nose, put on a fashionable hat, and finally inserted a small broom. "oh! What a lovely snowman! " I danced happily, and my father's face showed a sweet smile.

You must have played this game when you think of throwing stones! I remember once, my family came to my uncle's house for a wedding reception, had lunch and had nothing to do. My mother and I are walking and playing by a small river. My mother turned to me and said, "shall we play stone throwing?" I agreed at once. Mom picked up a stone and threw it out, only to hear bang! Bang! Bang! Dolphins in Shitou Aquarium jumped up and down on the water and made three rolls. Whoosh I jumped into the water and disappeared. I think it's strange and interesting. I picked up a stone and threw it into the water. Hardly had the stone been downloaded when it fell into the water. I was dejected and ready to go, and my mother came to comfort me. "Don't be sad, I told you to throw it away." Say, pick up the stone and put it in my hand, correct my posture, bang! Bang! The stone jumped onto the water and then fell into the water. At this time, my confidence at that time came back, and I cried excitedly, "Oh! How interesting and interesting! " Then I threw it and threw it like my mother, and finally I heard bang! Bang! Bang! Three times, I also saw the figures up and down. "It worked! I can be like my mother! " I jumped up with my mother in my arms. The echo of my joy came from the other side of the river!

Whenever I think of my childhood, I am ecstatic. Childhood is short and difficult to stay, but childhood memories are permanent and difficult to return. Let's cherish our colorful and wonderful Children's Day!

Childhood fun

Our whole small village is my childhood paradise.

When I was a child, my village friend Yan Bin and Yuanyuan were inseparable. In spring, we pick flowers and play games; In autumn, we pick apples, soybeans and bean stalks; In winter, we make snowmen and have snowball fights. Summer brings us more happiness.

In summer, after a heavy rain, mud is everywhere. Cultivators hate this kind of weather, but we like this time. We beat the wet mud on the slate into a ball, pinched it into a bottomless semicircle in the middle, and then our heads sank, only to hear a bang, like setting off a big firecracker, and the mud splashed all over our faces, one by one like drawing big faces. I'm so happy.

When the weather is fine, we catch dragonflies to play with. Be agitated at noon in summer, people are afraid of heat, and dragonflies are also afraid of heat. We are scattered in three places, and each person catches a few dragonflies. When we are tired of playing, we will feed them to the chickens. Happy chickens fight with each other, and we are alive and kicking. At night, the bright moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver gauze. We took a bath, sat in the tree to enjoy the cool, and listened to the touching stories told by the old people. In the story, there is the magic of Nu Wa's nature, the bravery of Hou Yi shooting at the sun, and the lingering of the cowherd and the weaver girl. The old people told us beautiful legends and warned us not to harm creatures, otherwise we would be severely punished. We were scared when we were young; Catch dragonflies and even send chickens. Is it killing life? What punishment awaits us? Now that I think about it, I feel very funny.

I really want to go back to that childish and ridiculous childhood. Is the happiest and purest time for me. I really want to never grow up. But now that I have grown up, my parents have begun to restrain me, saying that I should study hard when I grow up and be admitted to a good high school in the future. I hope I can be the first, the dragon and the phoenix, and be happy in the future.

Childhood is over. Happy childhood, goodbye! However, whenever I see children playing in the village, I feel that I am back to a happy childhood. ...

Childhood fun

Some people say that childhood is a colorful gouache painting, and it is like an intriguing prose poem; I said, childhood is a small paper boat full of happy times.

Recalling the dreamy childhood, in those dusty stories, each of our faces was covered with a touch of bright sunshine. Because of her innocence and childlike interest, although she has flown away with the river of years, the most unforgettable day is the first snow in 2008.

I still remember that morning, when I was still wrapped in a warm quilt and enjoying the sweetness of my dream, my mother's scream woke me up: "Little lazy cat, get up and have a look, what else is outside?" "What are you doing? I have to sleep, "I said lazily and impatiently. "Why don't you get up and watch? It's silver outside. What a heavy snow! " My mother's urging sounds like a stimulant. I jumped out of bed and ran directly to the balcony before getting dressed. I saw, "Wow, the roofs, bushes, cars and roads are all covered with thick snow, and there are goose feather-like snowflakes floating in the sky, which makes the natural space of the community particularly enchanting. After sneezing twice in a row, I quickly put on my cotton-padded jacket and thought while brushing my teeth, what did the composition teacher teach us to play today? Haha, it must be organizing us to have a snowball fight and make a snowman. Thinking of this, my heart has flown to school.

I walked north along Jianghan South Road and soon came to school through the thick snow. We are happily waiting for the arrival of the composition teacher in the classroom. As expected, the teacher asked us to make a snowman and have a snowball fight outside. When the students heard this, they all jumped three feet. Everyone seemed to have wings and rushed to the playground and trees downstairs. At this time, the students began to "attack" each other with snowballs. Of course, I am no exception. I rubbed a round snowball on the ground and threw it at Dong. She smiled and hit me back with a snowball. In this way, the students in our class danced in the snow like happy rabbits, and the girls' hands were red with cold, rubbing their frozen hands and shivering. The teacher came up to us and said, shall we make a snowman? "Yeah-"The students raised their hands happily again.

Standing on the edge of the snowy flower bed, we began to work together. Mou Bing and Chen Shengxi had a snowball fight, and the rest of the students began to make a snowman. A hill made of snow began to get bigger and higher, and soon the snowman's body stood up, and then the big head of their snowman was placed on it. The snowman is finally built, but I always feel that the snowman is almost something. Oh-yes, the snowman's nose and eyes are still missing. We brought two old brooms and two branches to decorate the snowman's head and face, and drew his ears, eyes, nose and lips with chalk of various colors. Looking at the snowman made by myself, staring proudly in the snow, it is so naughty and lovely, everyone has a sense of accomplishment and is sweet in heart.

Whenever I recall the winter snow in 2008, I still remember the interesting things when I was a child!

Childhood fun

Walking into the cinema of childhood, the scenes of the past flashed on the screen of memory again, and it was really interesting to savor it carefully!

Time went backwards with the screening tape until last summer vacation. I followed my father to Shanghai Zoo. I was immersed in the songs and novelty of birds, running around and following the crowd to a fence. Wow! Horses compete to show their majestic posture. It turned out to be riding a horse, and my thoughts flew to the grasslands of Inner Mongolia, Wan Li, horses in droves, blue sky and white clouds ... How beautiful! "Dad, I want to ride!" I almost begged, "okay!" Dad is refreshing!

I picked a little red horse and put it on the saddle. After I sat down, the horse trainer also led a horse to walk step by step in front of me. My feet clung to the big horse next to the trainer, and I always felt wet, only the sound of the horse's hoof touching the ground in my ear. It's boring to think about the fun in the book. I patted my mother on the back with my hand, which was a little reactive, but timid. I turned and looked at the horse's cocky tail. This must be interesting. It suddenly occurred to me why I didn't take a few as souvenirs to show off to my friends. So, I quietly moved my body and put my hand behind my uncle when he wasn't looking. I think, at ordinary times, when I pull out the white hair on my father's head, my movements are light and agile, and my father probably didn't see how painful it was. Later, I will pull it out faster. Hee hee! I seem to have been complacent about this great plan of mine and laughed. My uncle next to me asked me, "Is riding fun?" I was at a loss and nodded awkwardly. When he turned away, I began to pluck my hair. "Three, two, one, pull!" I secretly counted, and the time stopped. At that moment, I pulled hard and thought I could pull out my hair successfully. But it's too late. At this time, the horse was angry. Its front hoof leans forward, kicking the ground behind it and screaming. I can't hold on any longer. I'm about to fall. I think I'm finished. Not bad! My uncle pulled me and the reins, and the horse calmed down, but I was still in shock. That was close! I told my father about it in frustration and said, "It's a pity that I almost plucked my tail."

I didn't know until now that the horse's tail can't be pulled out, which is very dangerous! Well, I really. ...

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