Write a composition, an interesting story about childhood, and your partner's childhood.

1. Interesting composition of childhood and friends 400 words focus on friends. In my wonderful childhood, I had many friends, but one of them was my favorite friend. Her name is He Wei, because she loves learning very much and is not afraid of hardship. She is a diligent little girl.

She is at the top of her class in every subject. I wonder if she has two brains. I asked her that day, and she said, "I don't have two brains. I drew what I didn't understand and asked the teacher the next day. " I listened to her words and tried it myself. It really worked and my grades gradually improved.

Once, we asked her out to play, and she said, "I don't want to play, I want to read." I said, "Let's go. The students are waiting for you. " Later, we asked her not to go on Wednesday, so we had to go out to play by ourselves.

On another occasion, all the students came home from school. I saw her reading a book and said, "He Wei, let's go home together." She said, "Let me finish reading the book!" I said, "Isn't that too late?" So I have to go home by myself I went to He Wei's house to play after dinner, and her mother said he hadn't come back yet. Is she still studying there? I walked into the school and took a look. Sure enough, she was still reading. I ran to call her, "He Wei has gone home. It is getting dark. " She stared as if she didn't hear me. I went over to help her, and she said, "What, it's getting dark." So I walked home with her.

From these two things, I think: I should learn from her studious spirit, and I hope I can become a studious person.

2. Childhood composition accompanied by "eating" in the arms of love, I am like a seedling, bathed in warm sunshine and sucking sweet rain and dew. Unconsciously, it has been brought into the flower season of life by the old man of time. So on the way to childhood, I took a vigorous step because of love. ...

In the mid-term exam this semester, I was pushed out of the ranks of top students because I failed in a single subject of Chinese. At that time, my mood was depressed to the extreme, and the shadow of failure was like a fateful stone on my heart. Just when I was depressed and confused, my father showed me the way. He used his own unique way to help me analyze the reasons for my failure, and then smiled and said to me, "You are great, and Dad believes in you. The key to success depends on whether you have the confidence to overcome yourself and overcome difficulties! " My father's words enlightened me, and the shadow of failure suddenly vanished. I regained my confidence and started a new struggle.

A few days before the final exam, I was tossing and turning in bed and couldn't sleep. Facing the coming final exam, I am very nervous. In desperation, I woke up my sleeping mother. When I spoke my mind, my mother smiled with relief and said to me, "Guo Lei, as long as you work hard, you will succeed." . Even if you fail, you can try hard next time. "Mom's words once again ignited the spark of hope for me. On the way to childhood, I grew up with the support and encouragement of my parents.

I am so lucky. In my childhood, my teacher's love watered me, my parents' AIDS raised me, and my love accompanied me. Love is that I know how to walk well in the future, and how to walk one day with flowers, rain, sunshine and mud.

3. Childhood composition accompanied by eating Childhood is like a beautiful crystal bottle filled with colorful balls of different sizes, and each ball has an unforgettable past. I picked up a ball at random ...

starlight

I still remember when I was six or seven years old, the summer nights were charming. Whenever night falls, the children in the front building and the back building run out of the building together and get together, "Ah!" I sighed for half a day and then lay down on the grass. We snuggled together and looked up at the stars. The stars are so beautiful! It is like a dark blue canvas, dotted with several silver pigments. The silver light is flashing, as if the stars are winking at us playfully.

As I looked up at the stars, I looked at my friend who was fascinated by them and asked, "What do you think the stars look like?"

"Like what? Like many bright pearls. "

"It should be a small silver seal."

"No, I would say it is most like the eyes of the sky."

My friends are talking noisily about the stars. I think the star may be just a small bright light. They not only embellish the sky, but also embellish the happiness in our children's hearts and ignite our dreams ... I can't help laughing.

Interesting story about sausage roasting.

As far as I can remember, the most mouth-watering thing in the past was eating roasted sausages. Sometimes on summer nights, we each secretly bring sausages, bamboo sticks, waste paper and so on from home. I still remember how excited we were when we baked sausages for the first time, with a smiling face and a desire for sausages. Bypass a clean and quiet path to roast! I will collect waste paper together, and then use a lighter, and a little flame will come out, much like fireflies dancing. Put the sausage on the bamboo stick, add some paper while baking, fan it with a small fan, and turn the sausage in your hand. After a while, I suddenly made a "scratching" sound and cooked. Take a bite, it tastes good! Everyone laughed while eating sausages. Sausage is also a symbol of my childhood, which is unforgettable. ...

No matter how time goes by, I will never forget the ballad that weaves my childhood dreams. One song starts and the other stops. ...

4. In the arms of love, I am like a seedling, bathed in warm sunshine and sucking sweet rain and dew. Unconsciously, it has been brought into the flower season of life by the old man of time. So on the way to childhood, I took a vigorous step because of love. ...

In the mid-term exam this semester, I was pushed out of the ranks of top students because I failed in a single subject of Chinese. At that time, my mood was depressed to the extreme, and the shadow of failure was like a fateful stone on my heart. Just when I was depressed and confused, my father showed me the way. He used his own unique way to help me analyze the reasons for my failure, and then smiled and said to me, "You are great, and Dad believes in you. The key to success depends on whether you have the confidence to overcome yourself and overcome difficulties! " My father's words enlightened me, and the shadow of failure suddenly vanished. I regained my confidence and started a new struggle.

A few days before the final exam, I was tossing and turning in bed and couldn't sleep. Facing the coming final exam, I am very nervous. In desperation, I woke up my sleeping mother. When I spoke my mind, my mother smiled with relief and said to me, "Guo Lei, as long as you work hard, you will succeed." . Even if you fail, you can try hard next time. "Mom's words once again ignited the spark of hope for me. On the way to childhood, I grew up with the support and encouragement of my parents.

I am so lucky. In my childhood, my teacher's love watered me, my parents' AIDS raised me, and my love accompanied me. Love is that I know how to walk well in the future, and how to walk one day with flowers, rain, sunshine and mud.

5. Write an interesting composition about childhood. Childhood fun 400 words.

Everyone has their own childhood, and I am no exception. An interesting thing happened when I was a child, just like pearls on a string of colored pearls. Let me take out one of them and share it with you!

It happened when I was six or seven years old, but I still remember it vividly. That summer vacation, my mother took me back to my mother-in-law's house, in the courtyard of the Meteorological Bureau on a hillside in Huazhou City. There are many beehives, which can be seen everywhere in trees and eaves. Many hives are as big as our heads. One day, we accidentally found a beehive on an longan tree, the size of a lotus flower, and many yellow bees were flying around. Friends said, "There must be pupae in it." They wanted to "take it off." Let's report the situation to the commander as soon as possible. Commander is the oldest and cleverest of our playmates. After listening to the report and observing on the spot, he immediately decided: poke!

We immediately collected dead branches and leaves everywhere and piled them under the hive. I developed the "Super Smoker Formula". It consists of: green leaves, a handful of dry soil, dead branches, dead leaves, some rags, small pine cones and so on. When burning, it will produce thick smoke and a lot of sparks. Just in case, we have prepared a pile of spare fuel, which is next to the main fuel. I went to find a long bamboo pole to destroy the hive.

When everything was ready, the commander caught fire. Soon, the fire broke out. The "super smoke formula" I developed has taken effect. I saw the smoke rolling up with Mars, and the wasps in the hive quickly fled for their lives.

"Tong", with the command of the "commander", our "death squad" stepped forward and stabbed the handle of the beehive on the tree several times with bamboo poles. "Wow", a big beehive fell to the ground. At this time, the wasps scattered around us immediately came at us like a yellow wind. Fortunately, my "super smoke formula" was effective and stopped most wasps, but some "fish escaped from the net" came at us. We watched and froze. "run! Are you waiting to die here? " Under the reminder of the "commander", we hurriedly fled into the nearby office and closed the doors and windows. Finally stopped the bumblebee that could not give up. After a while, we saw the wasp fly away from the window before we dared to come out. I went back to the tree and picked up the beehive. I can't help drooling when I see a lot of white fat bee pupae inside. So, our "celebration banquet" began.

Now, a few years have passed, and the summer vacation is coming. But the fun of my childhood is gone forever. How I miss the happy time and friends with my mother-in-law! I thought quietly and wrote slowly, as if I heard the laughter when we were playing, and my childhood came back to my heart.

6. My Interesting Childhood Composition Everyone has his own childhood, and I am no exception. Interesting things that happened in childhood are like pearls on a string of colorful pearls.

Let me take out one of them and share it with you! It happened when I was six or seven years old, but I still remember it vividly. That summer vacation, my mother took me back to my mother-in-law's house, in the courtyard of the Meteorological Bureau on a hillside in Huazhou City. There are many beehives, which can be seen everywhere in trees and eaves.

Many hives are as big as our heads. One day, we accidentally found a beehive on an longan tree, the size of a lotus flower, and many yellow bees were flying around. Friends said, "There must be pupae in it." They wanted to "take it off."

Let's report the situation to the commander as soon as possible. Commander is the oldest and cleverest of our playmates. After listening to the report and observing on the spot, he immediately decided: poke! We immediately collected dead branches and leaves everywhere and piled them under the hive. I developed the "Super Smoker Formula".

It consists of: green leaves, a handful of dry soil, dead branches, dead leaves, some rags, small pine cones and so on. When burning, it will produce thick smoke and a lot of sparks.

Just in case, we have prepared a pile of spare fuel, which is next to the main fuel. I went to find a long bamboo pole to destroy the hive.

When everything was ready, the commander caught fire. Soon, the fire broke out. The "super smoke formula" I developed has taken effect. I saw the smoke rolling up with Mars, and the wasps in the hive quickly fled for their lives. "Tong", with the command of the "commander", our "death squad" stepped forward and stabbed the handle of the beehive on the tree several times with bamboo poles. "Wow", a big beehive fell to the ground.

At this time, the wasps scattered around us immediately came at us like a yellow wind. Fortunately, my "super smoke formula" was effective and stopped most wasps, but some "fish escaped from the net" came at us. We watched and froze.

"run! Are you waiting to die here? " Under the reminder of the "commander", we hurriedly fled into the nearby office and closed the doors and windows. Finally stopped the bumblebee that could not give up.

After a while, we saw the wasp fly away from the window before we dared to come out. I went back to the tree and picked up the beehive. I can't help drooling when I see a lot of white fat bee pupae inside.

So, our "celebration banquet" began. Now, a few years have passed, and the summer vacation is coming.

But the fun of my childhood is gone forever. How I miss the happy time and friends with my mother-in-law! I thought quietly and wrote slowly, as if I heard the laughter when we were playing, and my childhood came back to my heart.

7. Write a 500-word essay describing the childhood spent with friends.

What is childhood? It is a cicada in the tree, a frog in the water, a short song of a shepherd's flute, and a mystery of his companions. ..........................................................................................................................................

When I was 5 years old, my mother took me to my grandmother's house. Grandma lives in the country, so many people ride horses from this village to that village. I am envious and want to try riding, but Matthew is too tall for me to ride. I was just about to get on the bus when I saw my grandmother feeding the pigs. I thought pigs were small and easy to eat. As soon as I saw grandma feeding pigs, I went to the pigsty. Opening the door, I went in and chose a pig to ride and ran out. Grandma saw it and rushed out to call me. I saw grandma and tried to stop the pig, but I couldn't. The pig ran into grandma's garden, and the cucumbers and persimmons in it were trampled by the pig. I was also scratched by the branches of the fruit tree. This time, grandma caught the pig. After she drove the pig into the nest, she said I was too naughty.

Another time, when I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bike. I was not very good at riding at that time. My mother and I went to the square to play by bike, where there was a lot of space. I rode my bike faster and faster when I suddenly saw an adult riding a bicycle coming from the front. I can't stop because I ride too fast, and I'm about to hit it. My mother was calling me, and I thought, "If I hit it, I will. I don't know what to do. Then I suddenly remembered, "It must be okay to jump out of the car." I jumped out of the car. I wasn't hurt, but my car was hit by that man.

Whenever I recall these things, I always giggle and laugh so sweetly and brilliantly. It seems that all the fascinating past events are fresh in my mind. I continue to recall those poetic years and dreamy seasons when I was young. I think childhood is a tree without rings. It will never grow old and will never disappear.

8. Goodbye, my childhood is about 600 words. I want to write down the interesting things that happened when I was a child. Looking back, I find that I spent a carefree and innocent day in my life-childhood.

Childhood has gone away from me, but in my memory, it is so clear. I won't forget yesterday, and I also wandered the rivers and lakes with Beibei. I won't forget yesterday. I also play with Min Min in class. I won't forget yesterday, I played games with Xinxin ... Where have all these gone? I still remember the days when Cher and I went from strangers to intimacy. Remember the oath we made together; I still remember that in order to celebrate June 1 ST, we rehearsed the program under the leadership of Mr. Zong ... Where have all these gone? You see, the "big brother" who used to sit behind us and was "recognized" as a bad guy is always smiling and greeting us warmly.

Where was that savage and naughty boy in the past? At that time, I followed my father to study in other places, and I could only go home and reunite with my mother once a week. This is undoubtedly a kind of mental torture for young me, so sometimes I secretly cry ... Now, Min Min is gone, Cher and I are separated, and my childhood is gone forever! Every time I think about this, I feel unspeakable sadness and even tears.

It's autumn again, the leaves are almost gone and the grass is yellow. I clearly feel the bleak autumn wind, just like my heart, it is autumn! Only in autumn will I remember the beauty of spring? Do we only remember to cherish when we lose everything? I asked myself again and again, and then answered myself helplessly with what Mr. Zong often said: The deceased is like a husband! I know that time will not go back and I will never enjoy my childhood again, so I will not just sigh and pray to God foolishly.

I will try my best to grasp today, so that my future will no longer leave regrets! Childhood, my childhood has passed, and I will never come back! Facing the reality, apart from memories, I can only say gently: farewell to childhood.

Write an interesting story about your childhood: write a composition about my childhood life.

We all had an interesting childhood. Childhood is a process that each of us has to go through, which is sweet, bitter, sour and spicy; It is this experience that brings us good memories. My childhood was also very interesting. Oh, come with me!

When it comes to interesting stories about my childhood, like shells on the beach, there are countless. The funniest thing is the most beautiful shells on the beach.

It was when I was in a kindergarten class, I overheard adults praising someone for their literacy. They often say: "look at others, they are more educated;" My stomach is full of ink! " As soon as I heard it, I thought: What is culture? Perhaps neatly written; Maybe it's good study? Maybe to learn Chinese well? No, you should be able to read after drinking ink. People who drink too much ink are sure to be praised by others.

After careful consideration, I think drinking ink is the only way to become literate. So there is only one thought in my heart: drink the ink of grandpa's calligraphy practice, so that I will become a literate person and will be praised by others! I can't wait to drink that bottle of ink. When grandpa wasn't looking, I slipped into the study and took out the bottle of ink. Just as I opened the lid, the smell made me dizzy: it smells so bad, can I drink it? Anyway, I'm throwing caution to the wind this time.

I closed my eyes and gulped. Suddenly, I felt sick and shouted, "Mom!" "I immediately rushed to the bathroom and rinsed my mouth with water over and over again, but my mouth still smelled bad.

My mother heard my cry and rushed over to ask me, "What's the matter? What's wrong? " I looked down and whispered, "I took a sip of ink." My mother asked me nervously, so I told her the whole story. My mother laughed after hearing this, but I was puzzled! Why is mom laughing? Mom smiled and said, "You took a sip of ink."

How time flies! Suddenly, I became a junior high school student.

Whenever I recall the carefree life of my childhood, I smile happily again. I must keep this most beautiful shell in my heart forever.

10. I urgently need to find some childhood stories for you, like a small river flowing happily.

There are many interesting things, such as goldfish, swimming in the river I remember ... I spent my childhood in Lianyungang, which is surrounded by mountains and waters and has beautiful scenery. Childhood has a string of happy dreams: peach blossoms on the mountain, footprints on the beach, childhood friends ... spring is strong, but it is as warm here as summer.

At this time, it is the most vigorous and gorgeous time for peach blossoms. My friends and I happily followed Haiyan's sister to pick peaches on the mountain. Up the hill, the peach blossoms all over the mountain make you dazzled, blown by the wind, floating and sinking like pieces of Xia Hong, really beautiful! Once, I picked the biggest and reddest peach blossom and skipped to the mountain.

Suddenly, I heard a bang behind me. I turned my head and saw that the skirt had been torn open by the branches. I can't sew myself, and I'm afraid my mother will lecture me, so I'm so anxious that my tears are about to fall.

At this time, naughty Xiaofeng saw the peach blossom in my hand and suddenly came up with a good idea. She picked many peach blossoms with long handles, one by one, and arranged them tightly in this long hole in my skirt.

I bent the flower stalk into a small hook in my skirt so that it wouldn't fall off when I walked. I was so happy that as soon as I got home, I shouted to my mother, "Mom, mom, look, I embroidered my own floral skirt!" " "My mother looked at my skirt with surprised eyes:" Hey, how did the peach blossom on the skirt become so smart and beautiful? She bent down and couldn't help laughing when she saw a long tear in her skirt.

Mother picked the peach blossoms one after another and praised me for being smart! As for me, I "scoff" while covering my mouth! Because in my "history", this is the first time to "hit" my mother. I like the spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom, but I like summer best.

At this time, we can go to the seaside to play and let those naughty little waves lick our bare feet; Otherwise, we will struggle with the waves and pick up the gift from Mother Hai. How happy we are! The sea is like a comfortable cradle, and we are like dolls in the cradle! What we play most often is shrimp fishing, but the fishing method is very special. Everyone hollowed out all the conchs caught, leaving only a pile of empty shells, then put them on with thick ropes and threw them into the sea. The other end of the rope is tied to a pole, so you need to calm down and wait for the future.

If you think this pole is heavy, pull out the rope and have a look. Every empty shell will contain fish, shrimps and crabs. Ha, these stupid guys all regard empty snail shells as their "comfort zone"! I can't forget you, a wonderful childhood! -childhood dreams, colorful dreams; Childhood songs, happy songs; A string of childhood footprints; Childhood stories piled up like mountains. "

Can this song remind you of a wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as brilliant as the stars. My childhood was wonderful, and there were many things worth remembering ... My aunt kept two chickens in her class as long as I can remember. I go to see the chickens in her class as soon as I have time. I don't know how long it took. After a long time, the hen laid eggs and the chicks were going to hatch inside. 265,438+0 days later, I heard a cock crow. Seeing this situation, I heard this voice.

I feel sorry for the chicken. Help the chicken when neither the hen nor the rooster is at home. The opportunity finally came ... that day, the hen went to find food for the chicken, and the naughty rooster was not at home and ran out to play.

Take advantage of aunt's inattention, pick up an egg, hold it in your hand and gently touch it. She said solemnly, "Don't be afraid of chickens, you will come to the world soon." After that, I never hesitated. I peeled an egg, and a chicken with no eyes was born before the heat disappeared. It looked at me and cried twice, as if to say, "Thank you for letting me come to this world as soon as possible."

I was so happy that I peeled the second one, too When I peeled off the fourth one, the hen came back. When she saw me bullying the little snake, she bit me, and suddenly her blood flowed. I went to my aunt in tears. My aunt didn't say anything about me, but said sadly, "Little fool, the chicken won't be born until a certain time!" " If you send them like this, you will die. "Hearing this, I hurried to see the chicken. Sure enough, all the chickens I "delivered" were dying, and all those who didn't "delivered" survived.

I regret it very much, but it's too late ... Although it's been a long time and I'm still young and ignorant there, it's always pushing me forward, never back down. Childhood is like the stars in the sky, illuminating life; Childhood is like a rainbow, which enriches my life.

Everyone has his own childish childhood. Some old people always smile when they recall their childhood. I have my own childhood. I loved watching TV when I was a child, because TV has a kind of attraction to me, and I can find the answers to those questions I don't understand from TV.

One day, I thought, "How did people get in when people are so big and TV is so small?" I ran to ask my mother. My mother smiled and said to me, "There is a door next to the TV. If you go in through the door, you can also be on TV. " I nodded again and said, "Oh."

One day, my parents went to work, and I was the only one at home. I played by myself. When I was running around the house, I caught a glimpse of TV and remembered what my mother said that day. Out of curiosity, I mistook the border under the TV for a "door". I quickly opened the door. "ah" How can there be so many things! "I cried. After thinking for a long time, I decided to take everything out and climb in, sing songs and recite ancient poems. I think I must be on TV. At about four o'clock, my mother came back, followed the voice and found me, saying, "Come out quickly, what are you doing?" I said excitedly, "mom, didn't you say that TV has a door?" "I'm in, I must be on TV!" Mother smiled.

Now that I have grown up, I understand a lot of things, but the innocence of my childhood is gone, but it is so hard and happy to recall it occasionally. You are still a child.