Childhood,likeanendlessstream,slowlyflowinginmyheart.Inthisstream,therearebothlaughterandtears,butthedeepestthingIrememberisasillythingIdidinmychildhood.
ThatwaswhenIwasfour.Onemorning,grandmawascookinginthekitchen.Shefoundthattherewasnosalt.Shewasataloss.Why?BecauseI'mtheonlyoneleftathome.Ifshegoesoutbyherselfandleavesmealoneathome,whatwillhappen?SoIfeeluneasy.Atthistime,Isawthroughgrandma'sdifficultiesandvolunteeredtoGrandma:"Iwillhelpyoutobuysaltback.""You?"Grandmalookedatmedoubtfully."Yes!I'vebeenthereseveraltimes!"(Ihaven'tactuallybeen)grandmanoddedhelplessly.
Soon,Iboughtsaltfromthecanteen.IwasveryhappythatIcouldworkforadults.Isteppedonthebananaskinontheground.Ifellsuddenly,thesaltbagfellonthegroundandbroke,andthewhitesaltwasallovertheground.Iimmediatelypanickedandthought:thesaltfellonthegroundandgotdirty,soIneedtotellGrandmathebadnewsassoonaspossible.
Justcametothegateoftheyard,IsawGrandmaWangnextdoorwashingrice.Isuddenlyhadanidea,thinking:sincericecanbewashedwithwater,thensaltcanbewashed.Thinkingofthis,IimmediatelyborrowedabasinfromGrandmaWang.Cometothestreetandputthesaltintothewaterbasinandruntothefaucetofthecourtyard.
Thewatersoonfilledthebasin.Ishookthebasinvigorously,andthenputmyhandintostirit.Whoknowsthatthebasinisempty,Iamverypanicked,andIcan'tcareaboutthebasin,soIimmediatelyruntohome.
WhenIgothome,Itoldgrandmathestory.Beforeshefinished,Grandmahadalreadyburstoutlaughing.Shetouchedmyheadandsaidwithasmile:"sillychild,saltisnotascleanasrice.Itdissolvesinwater."Thenhelaughedagain.
Fromthis,Ilearnedatruth:thinktwicebeforeyoudoanything.
MydadboughtaputerwhenIwasfiveyearsold.Icoulddrawpicturesandlistentomusiconit.Butonce,theputerwasdownsuddenly.Mydadtoldmethatitmightbeattackedbyputervirus.
IwassoscaredthatIaskeddadanxiously,"Diditgetaflu?Diditneedsomemedicine?"Butdadlaughedandsaidsmilingly,"Don'tbesilly,son.Nomedicinecancureaputervirus.It'saproblemofprogram."Ididn'tunderstandwhatmydadsaidatthattime.ButImadeupmymindtostudyhardandtobeaputerexpertinthefuture.
Withthepassageoftime,thegoldendreamofchildhoodalsoquietlypassedaway,butascenefullofchildlikeinteresthaslongbeenfixedintheheartofmymemory.
WhenIwas5yearsold,mymotherboughtabigbagoffivefragrantsunflowerseeds.Iatethefragrantandcrispyseedsandcouldn'thelpaskingmymother,"Mom,howcanIgetthisfragrantandcrispyseeds?"Mymotherpatientlysaidtome,"theseedsarefromsunflowers.Ifyouplantonesunflowerseed,youcanproducemanyseeds."Afterlisteningtomymother,Icameupwithaplan.
Thenextday,myparentswentout.Itookoutalargehandfulofmelonseeds,andthenplanteditdowninthehopethatitcangrowintoatree,whichsurprisedeveryone.
SoIhopeandhope,aweeklater,thereisnosunflowerontheground,nograss.Icriedandtoldthewholefamilythestory.Whoknowstheylaughed.Ididn'tknowwhattodo,soIaskedmymother,"what'sthematter?"Momsmiledandsaid,"theseedsyouplantedareripe.Youcan'tgrowsunflowers.Onlytheseedsyouplantedcangrowsunflowers.Ifyoudon'tbelieveit,tryit."Withmymother'shelp,thesunflowerIplantedfinallygrewayoungseedling.
Thiseventhaslongbeenathingofoldage.Thisinterestingchildhoodeventislikeashininglittleshell,whichwillstayonthebeachofmymemoryforever.
MydadboughtacomputerwhenIwasfiveyearsold.
Icoulddrawpicturesandlistentomusiconit.Butonce,thecomputerwasdownsuddenly.
Mydadtoldmethatitmightbeattackedbycomputervirus.
IwassoscaredthatIaskeddadanxiously,DiditgetafluDiditneedsomemedicineButdadlaughedandsaidsmilingly,Dontbesilly,son.
Nomedicinecancureacomputervirus.Itsaproblemofprogram.
Ididntunderstandwhatmydadsaidatthattime.ButImadeupmymindtostudyhardandtobeacomputerexpertinthefuture.
Inthetreasurehouseofmychildhoodlife,therearemanymemoriesofvariousactivities,whicharelikeluminouspearlsstrungintoastringofdazzlingnecklaces,formingmycolorfulchildhoodlife.
IrememberwhenIwasfiveyearsold,Ioverheardmyfatherandmysistertalkingandsaying,"Whoeverhasmoreinkinhisstomachwillhaveknowledge."
Oneday,myfatherwasnotathome.Isneakedintomyfather'sstudy,pickedupabottleofink,unscrewedthelidandsmelledit.Ithoughttomyself,"thisinksmellsterrible.HowcanIdrinkit?"?Itookasipwiththetipofmytongue.WOW!It'sbitterandastringent.Ihadabrainstorm.Itookwhitesugarfromthekitchen,putaspoonfulofsugarintotheink,stirredit,andlickedit.Itwasstillsoastringent.Icouldn'thelpit.Inordertobecomealearnedperson,Ihadtoholdmynoseanddrinkit.Icriedhappily,"atlastIhaveknowledge."
Thiscallattractedmymother,whocametohavealookandaskedinsurprise,"what'sonyourmouth?"Isaidexcitedly,"it'sink!""Whatinkdoyouhavetodrink,boy?"Angrymotherwhilenaggingtogettowelsformetowipemouth."Dadsaidthatwhoeverhasmoreinkinhisstomachhasculture."Mothersaidwithasmile,"sillyboy,inkcan'tbedrunk.Whatfathersaidisknowledge."Afterlisteningtomymother,Ismiledsheepishly.
Mychildhoodstoryisinteresting!
MydadboughtacomputerwhenIwasfiveyearsold.Icoulddrawpicturesandlistentomusiconit.
Butonce,thecomputerwasdownsuddenly.
Mydadtoldmethatitmightbeattackedbycomputervirus.
IwassoscaredthatIaskeddadanxiously,"Diditgetaflu?Diditneedsomemedicine?"Butdadlaughedandsaidsmilingly,"Don'tbesilly,son.
Nomedicinecancureacomputervirus.It'saproblemofprogram."Ididn'tunderstandwhatmydadsaidatthattime.
ButImadeupmymindtostudyhardandtobeacomputerexpertinthefuture.
Ithinkchildhoodisthehappiestperiodinlife,becausetherearefewtroublesandworriesatthattime.
Theonlythingweworryaboutisourstudy.
Therefore,it’satimeforfunandenjoyment.Inmymemory,mychildhoodwascolorfulandinteresting.
Iwasborninthecountryside,andIdidn’thavemanytoys,justlikeotherkidsinmyhometown.
Butasacreativegroup,wecouldalwaysmakealotoftoysbyourselves,whichneednomoneyatall.
Ithinkchildhoodisthehappiestperiodinlife,becausetherearefewtroublesandworriesatthattime.
Theonlythingweworryaboutisourstudy.Therefore,it’satimeforfunandenjoyment.Inmymemory,mychildhoodwascolorfulandinteresting.Iwasborninthecountryside,andIdidn’thavemanytoys,justlikeotherkidsinmyhometown.Butasacreativegroup,wecouldalwaysmakealotoftoysbyourselves,whichneednomoneyatall.
Iwasborninanordinaryfamily,butthelovemyparentsgavememademefeelthatIwasthehappiestgirlintheworld.BeforeIwenttomiddleschool,myparentsdecidedtoletmeliveinthehometown,whereIspentthegoodtime.Iwassurroundedbygreentreesandcleanwater.
Everyday,Iwouldplayfunnygameswithmyfriends.WhenIwenttomiddleschool,Ilefthometownandmovedtothecitytolivewithmyparents.Ineededtofocusmyattentiontostudy.Everynight,myfatherwouldcheckmyhomeworkandifIhadquestions,hewouldhelpmetosolvethem.Mymotheralwaysmadedeliciousdessertforus.WhenIfinishedhomework,weatethemtogetherandtalkedhappily.Ihadthegoodtimeofmychildhood.
Ilivewithmyparentsandmygrandmother.Mygrandmotherisakindelderlypeople.Shelikestalkingandshealwaystellsmestoriesofhersmyfather’sandmine.Sheisfullfilledwithmemories.ShetoldmethatIwasquietanddocilewhenIwaslittle.Myparentswenttoworkalldayandmygrandmothertookcareofmeandmycousin.AftershefedmeIsatandplayedmyself.Shedidn’thavetoworrymuchaboutme.Ialmostmadenotroubles.Butmycousinwasnot.Heneversatwelloratehisfoodtactfully.Mygrandmotherhadtoalwayskeepaneyeonhimtopreventmakingtroubles.
我和我的父母和我的祖母一起生活.我的祖母是一位慈祥的`老人,她喜欢说话,她总是告诉我她的故事,我的父亲和我的.她满是回忆.她告诉我,我是安静的,温顺的在我很小的时候,我的父母去工作了一整天,我的奶奶照顾我和我的表妹.她喂我后,我坐了自己.她不必担心我.我几乎没有烦恼.但我表弟是不是.他没有坐好或吃了他的食物巧妙.我奶奶一直盯着他为了防止制造麻烦.
Alotofthingshappenedinmychildhood,likeawaterflow,alittlebit.Somesadthingshavebeengraduallyforgottenovertime.Somehappythingsmakepeoplealwaysrememberinmyheart.
Inthechildhoodmemorysavedinmymind,thereissuchaparticularinterestingthing.ThatiswhenIamfiveyearsold,oneday,mymotheractuallyletmebuyapoundofsmallonions,andgavemetwoyuantobuyonions.Iquicklycametothevegetablemarket,left,right,finallyfoundtheu0026ldquotobuyinabooth;smallonionIpointedtosmallonionaskamillionasked:howmuchisthiskindoffood?ShesawthatIamachild,first,Iwillstareatmeforawhile,andIwillsay:onepieceoffivekilograms,fivedollarsfivepounds.Why,doyouwanttobuyadish?hervoicewithobviousdoubtsandsurprised,itseemsthatIamnotcomingtobuyvegetables,buttotrouble.Isawherandsaid:Iamcomingtobuyvegetables.Givemeapound.Ilearnedmymothertobuyfood.Shequicklycalledapoundandhandedittome.Afterwepayonehand,letmeranhome.
Afterhome,Iwillgivemymothertomymother.Whoknowsthatmymotherwillaskme:Whatisyourbuy?Isaid:smallonion,becausethesmallonionhasaspicyflavor.Momlaughedafterlistening,said:hisisgarlicseedlings,notonion.
Thisthingisnowthinkingaboutit.Ialsounderstandthetruthtodothings.
I’dliketotellyousomethingaboutmychildhood.
wheniwassixyearsold,iwasalovelygirl!
Oneday,myfathersawsomefishintheriver,soheaskedme,“whycanfishonlyliveinwater?”ithoughtaboutit,thenigavehimtheanswer,“becausetherearesomecatsonthebank.
”myfatherlaughedwhenheheardthat.
thenhesaid,“youaresmart!”iwashappytohearthat.
Maybeyouwillsay,“it’safunnyanswer.
”now,ithink,itisveryinteresting.
andnowiamsmart.
myparentslovemeverymuch.
iamsohappytohavethatchildhood.
Ireallyliketotryachild,youwanttoknowwhatstupidthingIhavedoneit?I''lltellyou.
Irubthegauzewithiron,grazedface.
Theicewhenthecandytastedit!Littlegirl,whenmyfathersmokingnostrilsemittedaroundrimoftheeye,andhisdemeanorthatmeet,andIespeciallywanttosmoke.
onedaynooneathome,Icarefullypulledacigarettefromthecigarette.
Thencarefullydrawamatch,strainingforaprogramtofastspeedlitcigarette,andquicklythrewawaythematch,goodinsurancealmostburningtobegin.
Ilearnedthewaymyfathersmokingacigarette,Haochouah,smokedthedead!
Ifeelalmostfainted,noseblockedbysomethinglikelike,cannotbreatheveryuncomfortable.
Iimmediatelyspitoutsmoke,Zhenshuangah!Smokereallybad,Iwillneversmoked.
Childhood,isaseaofjoy.
Inthememoriesofthesea,therearenumerousshells,therearedark,broughtbacksomesadmemories;abrilliant,reminiscentofchildhoodanecdotes.
Irecallthatthecoast,lookingforthemostbeautifulshells,ah,foundthe.
AtthattimeIwassixyearsold,isfondofagebirthday.
Ilikebirthday,becauseIwilleatcake,butthat,afunnythinghappened:
Busymorning,Icanfinallyeatlong-awaitedcakeit!See,thatbigroundcakewascoveredwithwhitecreamontopfilledwithavarietyofcreamflowers,seemedtomelaugh,verycute!Redjamcakestillwrite"HappyBirthday.
"Candlelightagainagainstthebackground,thecakemakesmesalivateah!Icannotwaittoeatit.
Finallyhandit!Alargepieceofcakebymeinthehand.
Bitemeabigmouth,ah,ahreallydelicious!Sisterburstoutlaughing,whichbaffledmelaugh,amirror,oh,Irubacreamonthenose,lookedlikeaclown!Themselves,justlaughed.
Sisterdonotlikebutter,isthinkingofhowtodo,suddenlysawthecreamonmynose,fierceeyeslightup,smiling,said,"Sister,come!"Ievenimagined,stepacrothepast.
Sistersatmedownandsawshefetchedatray,whichhaveIlovebutter,Ithoughtshewasgivingmetoeat,quicklymouthopen.
"Pa"
Acoolthingattachedtomyforehead,thentheface,chin,andIknowthatcreamwillelongatethetonguelick,heheardaloudlaugh.
Alooktothefrontofthemirror,ha!Appearedinthemirroralittlecat!Facecream,East1,West1.
Myfacewasthis"advanced"islikePekingOperafacialmakeupcosmeticsingeneral.
No,notthecolorofBeijingOperamasksoasingle,purewhitecreaminthemirrorlikeasmallcat'shair,Ilickthecream,howunlikeaChanmao!Ilaughed,laughedoutofbreath.
I,transformed,turnedintoagluttonouslittlecat!
Childhoodfun,eachpieceislikeacolorfulshell,thecolorfulshells,cuppingmycolorfulchildhood
Isthereanyironinspinach
Mychildhoodisacolorfulflower.Itrecordstheinterestingstoriesofmychildhood.IwillsharethemwithmyfriendswhenIamhappy.
Irememberonedayduringthesummervacation,mymothersawthatIdidn'tlikespinach,soshesaidtome,"let'seatspinach.It'sgoodforyoubecauseitcontainsiron."Lovetoaskthebottomofmymind:eh?Howcanthescienceteachertellmethislittleknowledge?Imustfindout!
Momfinallyboughtspinach,andIrantothebedroomtofindamagnet,thinking:haha,Icanfinallycompleteascientificexperimentlikeascientist!I'msoexcited.Ijumpedintothekitchen.Itookthemagnetandsuckeditonthespinachforawhile,butthespinachwasstilltherelikeasoldier.However,theironpotononesiderangformiles.
Mychildhoodisamyriadofsmallnotes,theysingbeautifulsongsinmymind.
Everyone‘schildhoodhasmanystories.Thestoriesofchildhoodareasnumerousasthestarsinthesky.Today,whenIwenthometoopenthedoor,Ithoughtofaninterestingstory.Iforgottheday,butIdidn’tmoveatthattime.
Oneday,IwenthomewithCaoZhenqing.I‘musedtotakingthekeyoffmyneckandopeningthedoor.“Eh?Where’smykey?Whatshouldbeontheneck,isn‘titinthepocket?”Ihaven’tbeeninmypocketforalongtime.Isitinthebag?Ipouredoutallthethingsinmyschoolbagagain.Isearchedeverycornercarefully,butIdidn‘thaveanyclue.This“baby”keycanmakemeanxious.IfIcan’tenterthedoorbeforemymothercomesback,I‘llbefinished.
WhenIthinkofmymotherreadinga“longtalk”,mytearsarelikeafountain,“splashing”totheground.I’minahurry,butmybabykeywon‘tshowup.Ithoughtaboutit.Bytheway,howcanIforgetsuchanimportantclue?Didn’tIjustplayinthefrontgardenwithCaoZhenqing?Maybeitfellthere.I‘dbetterfinditthere.WhenIgottothegarden,beforeIcouldbreathe,Iturnedthegardenupsidedownquickly.ButIhaven’tseenthetraceofmypreciouskey.Igetannoyedatthethoughtthatmymotherisgoingtopublishherlongspeechagain.
WhenIjumpedupinahurry,Ifeltsomethingknockingontheback.Ifeltitwasmypreciouskey.Itturnedoutthatthekeywasstillonmyneck,butitwasleftbehind.Throughthismatter,IfeelthatIcan‘tbecarelessinthefuture.IshouldbecarefulineverythingIdo.Everyone’schildhoodhasmanystories.Thestoriesofchildhoodareasnumerousasthestarsinthesky.Today,whenIwenthometoopenthedoor,Ithoughtofaninterestingstory.Iforgottheday,butIdidn‘tmoveatthattime.(excellentcompositionwebsite)Oneday,IwenthomewithCaoZhenqing.I’musedtotakingthekeyoffmyneckandopeningthedoor.“Eh?Where‘smykey?Whatshouldbeontheneck,isn’titinthepocket?”
Ihaven‘tbeeninmypocketforalongtime.Isitinthebag?Ipouredoutallthethingsinmyschoolbagagain.Isearchedeverycornercarefully,butIdidn’thaveanyclue.This“baby”keycanmakemeanxious.IfIcan‘tenterthedoorbeforemymothercomesback,I’llbefinished.WhenIthinkofmymotherreadinga“longtalk”,mytearsarelikeafountain,“splashing”totheground.I‘minahurry,butmybabykeywon’tshowup.Ithoughtaboutit.Bytheway,howcanIforgetsuchanimportantclue?Didn‘tIjustplayinthefrontgardenwithCaoZhenqing?Maybeitfellthere.I’dbetterfinditthere.WhenIgottothegarden,beforeIcouldbreathe,Iturnedthegardenupsidedownquickly.ButIhaven‘tseenthetraceofmypreciouskey.Igetannoyedatthethoughtthatmymotherisgoingtopublishherlongspeechagain.WhenIjumpedupinahurry,Ifeltsomethingknockingontheback.Ifeltitwasmypreciouskey.Itturnedoutthatthekeywasstillonmyneck,butitwasleftbehind.
Throughthismatter,IfeelthatIcan’tbecarelessinthefuture.IshouldbecarefulineverythingIdo.
MydadboughtaputerwhenIwasfiveyearsold.Icoulddrawpicturesandlistentomusiconit.
Butonce,theputerwasdownsuddenly.
Mydadtoldmethatitmightbeattackedbyputervirus.
IwassoscaredthatIaskeddadanxiously,"Diditgetaflu?Diditneedsomemedicine?"Butdadlaughedandsaidsmilingly,"Don'tbesilly,son.
Nomedicinecancureaputervirus.It'saproblemofprogram."Ididn'tunderstandwhatmydadsaidatthattime.
ButImadeupmymindtostudyhardandtobeaputerexpertinthefuture.
Mychildhood,itisasongwithahappymood,arecordofmychildhoodfun,bigandsmall.Rememberonce,mymothertosleeponthesofa,3yearsoldIsitonthefloorplayingwithblocks,threefeetsalivadown,andIamalsohelpingtoputonapairof,sillysmile.Suddenly,Isawalikerabbitearstwoironpiece,andputonasmallblackball.
Itakethisblackthings,barelittlefeet"kipper,snapped,"ranthesofaoverthere.
ThenI"ride"onmom,pickeduptheironwenttomotherinthenostrils,motherwasIwoke,seethisstupididea,Iwillunderstand.Momsmiledandtookme,Igladlyrun.Mothercatchupwithme,apickedupsaidtome:"kid,don'talwaysthinkofsomewaytodealwithme!"Ijumpedoutofhismother'sarmsandranaway.Thisismychildhoodstory,remembernow,Ifeelfunny.
Inthecolorfulworldishappychildhoodchildhoodismowglichildhoodis...Everyonehastheirownchildhoodmychildhoodisnaive.
WhenIwassixIwenttomygrandmother'shousethatyesInaive.Listeningtotheadultssaidonaplanecanroaminblueskylive.SoIthinkalldaytoflyandonedayIsatasmallbenchseeafewchickensclimbcomeuptothebalconyandwanttotakethemoutandwentdownstairs.SoIwilllearntothegrandmotherthewayawaveashout:"gotogoto!"Beholdthechickendidnotlistentomywordsgoodscurryingabouteverywhere.
SuddenlyachickenfromthebalconyjumpeddownandIwasfrightenedandlookeddownandsawachickenwingshefloppedaboutsafety"landing......."Ilookforsurpriseofcallway"chickenflychickenfly!Flyflychickenchicken!"Ilikediscoveredthenewcontinentloudlyrangway.FromthenonIwillknowwhatis"flychicken"meanknowthemeaningIwillplana"flychicken"do.
Oneafternoonthegrandmotherwentforawalk.Isecretlyslippedintothechickententstookafancytoaterribleroosterthinkitisright.Theonlybigroosterasexpectedtocatastrophizingarampant.Iamverynoteasytocatchthechickenandgotohimasitchickenearlystrugglehardabellowthenmove.Thegrandmotherheardchickenandimmediatelycalledbackaskedmethewayitis.Iasifnothinghasoccurredlysaid:"Iwanttodoflychicken."Thegrandmotherheardfirstonelengandthenlaughed.ButIstillmaketheplane?
I’dliketotellyousomethingaboutmychildhood.wheniwassixyearsold,iwasalovelygirl!
Oneday,myfathersawsomefishintheriver,soheaskedme,“whycanfishonlyliveinwater?”ithoughtaboutit,thenigavehimtheanswer,“becausetherearesomecatsonthebank.”myfatherlaughedwhenheheardthat.thenhesaid,“youaresmart!”iwashappytohearthat.
Maybeyouwillsay,“it’safunnyanswer.”now,ithink,itisveryinteresting.andnowiamsmart.myparentslovemeverymuch.iamsohappytohavethatchildhood.