Childhood games 500 words

Childhood life is like a colorful dream, make people stay, make people want. One of the interesting things that happened in my childhood often brings me into the beautiful memories, and I'll tell you about it.

At that time, our family was still living in the red gangue mountain, that is, two things happened in the red gangue mountain. When the autumn wind rolled away the last yellow leaves, winter came in a hurry. Followed by a white snow, snowflakes gradually fall on the ground, the ground is like a white veil. Dad called me out, I looked, ah! It was great! It turned out to be my father made me a snowmobile, I sat with excitement on the snowmobile, my father pushed me in the back, pushed very quickly, the wind whistling blowing, I sat in the car is playing hard, suddenly saw a stone in front of me, I shouted: "careful!" Dad did not react because he pushed too hard, the car was a stone mixed, I rolled and fell to the ground, my father rushed over and said with concern: "Mimi, all right?!" I was angry from the snow to get up, just raised his head, Dad laughed, I huffed and said: "How, what's so funny!" Dad laughed and said: "Your face is full of snow, coupled with a frozen red nose, as if a big snowman." I rushed to get the snow off my face to chase my dad ......

Another time, I don't want to let my father push me to play, I also want to push my father, but after my father sat on it, but I can't push it, and finally I put my whole body strength are used, and violently pushed, I was on the ground, and my father? He was not prepared for a moment also fell to the ground, I and my father have become a big snowman, we suddenly laughed in unison.

Childhood, childhood is over, and we have to remember this wonderful childhood, grow up and then savor the joy of childhood, it's really something else

Childhood fun

Everyone has a childhood, and childhood fun is like the seaside that the colorful shells, in the company of seawater glittering, exudes a colorful luster, can not be counted. And now I still hold in my hands the most glittering shell, which is one of my most memorable childhood fun.

I remember when I was a child, my home yard planted and I was born with the orange tree, I often take a knife in the trunk of the tree carved a mark, every day to measure their own whether to grow taller. Looking at the horizontal lines, I was really looking forward to growing taller. One day, I suddenly realized that I was shorter than the mark. Oh, my God! Had I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to my mom and asked her, "Mom, why am I shorter when all my friends have grown taller?" Mom busy put down the side of the work, put me on a chair and asked: "Why do you say so!" I was busy jumping off the chair, pulling my mother's hand, pulling her into the yard and pointing to say: "I use a knife every day to carve my height in the tree, but today I came to carve but in the previous carving of the horizontal line below." As I said this, I pointed out the two horizontal lines on the tree. Mom listened to my words, and looked at the tree, silent for two minutes, then inexplicably laughed out loud, laughed so much that I could not straighten the waist, tears came out, and patted the silly dumb look at her my head and said: "Fools, it is not that you're shorter, it is the tree is taller, in the future, do not do this kind of silly things." It dawned on me that it wasn't me who was short, but the tree that was tall. After that I was happy to go to the chickens to play, I really do not know what I will do to the chickens what stupid things .......

Haha! Funny, isn't it! My childhood was full of silly things. Like giving a snow doll a bath, shaving eyebrows ...... is also so many interesting things, silly things composed of that colorful childhood, joyful childhood, fond of childhood. Although this golden time is slowly away from me, I'm not so stupid, I believe that childhood fun will become the most beautiful memories of my life.

Childhood fun

Childhood is one of the most valuable wealth of life, childhood games is a rare gem, childhood, whether it is poor or rich, in the days and years it will become the most attractive magnetic field of life.

My home is in the countryside, and I have fond memories of my childhood in the late 70s. At that time each family has several children, rural life is very poor, can fill the stomach is good, there is really nothing to play with, in addition to jumping rope, shuttlecock, hide-and-seek, my favorite and best is to play the bone joints, the bone joints sheep bone joints and pig bone joints, each pair of four pieces, then there is no money to buy, all have to be self-reliant, but the days of the family living in a tight situation, the year can be able to kill a mouthful of pigs, even if it is good, and moreover, the pig's head is a very good. Not bad, and the pig's head and hooves have to wait until the second day of the dragon's head in February to eat, in order to be able to put together a set of bone joints to wait two years, the average child does not have that kind of patience. Good thing I'm still smart, looking for foreign help became the only shortcut, because good academic performance is quite popular, the boy at the table with two pig bone joints in exchange for a semester of "copying the right to work", the second grade that year I finally have a pair of their own "toys", the heart of the beauty of yo. I was so happy to have a toy of my own in second grade.

One free time I will look for small friends to play, because of my aura plus persistence, not long to play with the stove perfect, but my hands are too small, pig bone knuckles and big, always play not so convenient, see others that small sheep bone knuckles, I have a share of ambition, because at that time is the system of the production team, the ordinary members of the family does not have the right of the sheep's life and death ... ... ...That year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the team decided to kill a few sheep to be distributed to the community, I couldn't wait to go to collect the lamb, and privately made the decision to use half a catty of lamb in exchange for four sheep hind leg bones, for which I received a scolding from my father. But I'm still full of emotion, I still secretly hold the happiness in my hand "handed" to my childhood.

Childhood makes the mountains more green, the water more blue, the mountain turns around the birch forest, the mountain under the smoke curls dozens of families, the head of the village of the three rooms in the hayloft living in the grandchildren, siblings six, hard-working father, kind mother, which is combed with two horns of braid is my ...... Although the world is very big and big, the time is fast and fast, the corner of my mind always has a big, very big, very fast. In the corner of my mind there is always the unchanging dream of hometown, childhood pain, childhood joy, childhood footsteps, and the red sun vibrant smile, and the unknown secrets of childhood in the flying sand, success or failure in the life of the mileage of honor and disgrace, the childhood game is a landscape that will always be in the heart of the world.

Childhood anecdotes

Childhood, is a wonderful memory, it records our joys and sorrows. In my childhood, there is a very interesting thing.

It was during the vacation in October this year. On October 3 we went to our hometown Ankishan. Strange to say, how beautiful the scenery there is with mountains and water, why not become an attraction? In the morning, I went crabbing together in a group led by two sisters and an adult. We were by a small stream and found the tracks left by the crabs as they walked by.

We followed the tracks left behind and kept going, "Voila! Crabs!" I pointed ahead. They looked in the direction I was pointing, and there really were crabs! We ran over, Auntie had a hard time, the crab crawled left and right, "I finally caught it!" Auntie exclaimed. A few of us took out a plastic bag and put the crab in it.

When we got home, we got a small jar, poured a little water in it, and put the crab in it. It was so much fun, we couldn't get enough of it, and the crab didn't seem to think we were being nice to it, just that we were torturing it. My sister even tried to touch it and I went to touch it too, "Ouch! It hurts me, damn crab!" I cried. I didn't have any good feelings for the crab after that, and loved him.

This is a funny thing from my childhood.