my childhood

Childhood is a painting, and there is our colorful life in the painting; childhood is a song, our song has our happiness and joy; childhood is a dream, our dreams have our imagination and embarrassment. My childhood is wonderful, and it contains my childishness and ignorance.

When I was very young, my mother took me to my house. Because I am too young, I don’t want anything to do. So I sat down on it, thinking, thinking, thinking. Finally, I came up with a good idea - just let me go!

In this way, I began to prepare - first go to the chicken nest next to more than 20 chicken feathers, and then ran to the front of the cockroach, with a pitiful look pleading for tape, can not stand my soft and hard foam, helpless Next, I had to give me the tape. I got the tape, and I ran to the front of the embarrassment and started the "sticky chicken action." I glued the chicken feathers on both hands. Well, well, everything is ready, just owing off. I quickly ran to the table, stepped on the stool, and finally climbed onto the table. Looking at such a high table, I was a little scared. But the word "fly" has been echoing in my mind. So, I closed my eyes and jumped on, and kept fanning the "wings". Even so, it didn't help, I fell to the bottom, and I still had a "big girl" on my head. Suddenly, I burst into tears. Hearing, he hurried over and saw my bear-like figure. He smiled and picked me up and swayed on the ground. Passing by the mirror, I also saw my "big girl" and immediately broke into laughter.

This is what happened in my childhood. It preserves an ignorant, childish me, so that I still remember it.

Fifth grade: Wei Xinyi