Childhood

Childhood fun is like a shell on the beach, colorful, countless, but in this beautiful memory, I think the most eye-catching shell is the experience of catching a grasshopper with my sister at the age of 8.

I thought that when I was 8 years old and my sister was catching grasshoppers on the hillside, I couldn’t help but laugh. I believe that when you listen to the story I told you, you will laugh like me.

That year, we came to the mountains together, and the grass in front of us was already yellow. I can't wait to run into the grass and start to catch grasshoppers with my sister. We took a drink bottle by ourselves, and learned how my sister looked and gently swept the grass with her feet. Hey, there was a little grasshopper that jumped out and then fell down gently. I carefully moved my body slowly and leaned down slightly. The naughty little grasshopper was fascinated and deliberately climbed a little. Just as I was about to attack and catch it, this little guy jumped, but it scared me. A big jump. It proudly turned back and stunned me and ran away. At this time, I was attracted by the badminton racket on the car. I took the opportunity to pick up the badminton racket and look at a big green grasshopper. I took a racket like a fly and took it with a thunder. Struggling empty, grabbed it in the palm of his hand at once, but the grasshopper did not obediently "tick" in my hand. I have to let it run away. But I still don't give up, I can't lose to my sister in a "suicide" way! So I searched carefully and summed up my experience. I worked hard to catch up with more than 20 grasshoppers, but my sister only caught five. Just as I was preparing to show off my results to her, suddenly, a grasshopper jumped. When I came out, I was so scared that I loosened the bottle. My sister was preparing to laugh at me. But the grasshoppers who were not united came together. I quickly blocked the bottle, but fortunately they did not escape. My sister stopped laughing and my heart was calming down. Haha! I won! My sister had no choice but to default.

Childhood is a beautiful memory. The experience of catching grasshoppers in my childhood has made me forget for a long time! Childhood is a multicolored shell, holding up my colorful childhood.

Fifth grade: Ma Junyao