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Growing story


The childhood smell of milk gradually receded, time passed by, and I looked back, I have gone through nine spring and autumn without knowing it... Growth is full of happiness, like a sweet candy, gently lingering in In the mouth, let us relive this wonderful happiness; growth is full of troubles, like a cup of bitter coffee, carefully reminiscent of the bitterness left in the mouth, let us look back at the childhood of this childhood.

When I was three years old, my grandmother told me to wear the "tongue" when I was wearing running shoes, so that I could wear it comfortably. When my grandmother gave me shoes, I pulled my tongue hard and made the whole family laugh. I was so stupid and cute at the time!

When I was four years old, I was very naughty. I put the cushion on the sofa flat on the gap between the coffee table and the sofa, and then tried to sleep on it. As a result, my eyebrows directly hit the coffee table, and the blood poured out. My mother cried. , anxiously sent me to the hospital to sew four needles. So far, my eyebrows have a scar, which is the price of naughty.

When I was six years old, my mother told me the story of the invention of the king, Edison, who hatched the chicken. In order to understand how the eggs hatched the chickens, I put the eggs in the bed, and when I slept, I accidentally crushed the eggs and wet the bed. This thing makes my mother cry and laugh, laughing at me is too stupid, since then, I know that I am a happy little fool.

When I was seven years old...

In the process of growing up, I have many stories that accompany me day after day. In this long nine years, many memories have quietly left with the erosion of the years, but the footprint of growth will never be forgotten. I hope that I will never lose the kind of happiness, innocence and vigor of childhood. Along the path of growth, I step by step to maturity and move towards the future. I will definitely become smarter and stronger in my growth.

Changning District, Shanghai, Changning, China National Primary School, fourth grade: Liu Jiayi

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