My childhood英語作文（通用21篇）

My childhood英語作文（通用21篇）

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　　I was born in a beautiful village in Shan Tou city.

　　My hometown is very beautiful.It has mang beautiful landscape.The Yang YI Park is my paradise.It is many people's paradise,too.

　　In my childhood,I often play game with my friends in Yang Yi Garden.The Yang Yi Park has a good time to me and my friends.

　　In my childhood,I like Yang Yi Park,best.Because it very beautiful. In the spring,the grais very fresh and green. The leaves are very green.The flowers, are very beautiful. And the kites, are flying sky, the children are very happy. Everymorning, some peopel play sports in Yang Yi Park.The young men play sports in it, the old men play sports in it, too.

　　Oh, I miyou, my childhood.

　　I really had a happy childhood.

　　I grew up in a countryside which was really beautiful.Beautiful mountain,trees,flowers and all kinds of plants.

　　I often went hiking with my parents and caught insects.My parents taught me how to swim.

　　And we often swam in the swimming pool and I could swim very well.My friends and I often played football and hide and seek together.

　　I didn't need to worry about my study.

　　Childhood is a sugar, it is sweet, in childhood we have unlimited fun.

　　Childhood, it gives us many, many?

　　He is our life's opener, we can enjoy the happiness of childhood was born; He was our ideal of nurturing, during the childhood we think about their own future, to plan his future?

　　Now, I was born for 13 years, it is accompanied by in 13 years in a hurry, before he is friendly like a traveler, and I pass by quickly. And junction in adolescence, he took his rebellious and some of his friends come over.

　　Childhood like this forever in the past, he will never come back.

　　Time in a hurry, he was not alone in the road, because he has taken away my happy childhood, and just gave me the memory of childhood behind, one I stay there waiting for you!

　　I grew up in a small village. I am the second child of the family, and my sister is the eldest.

　　Our house is on the main street of the village so I always saw a lot of people on the streets There were farmers, fishermen, and a few merchants in the village. My sister and I used to play with the next-door children; their father is an elementary school teacher. Sometimes when we played together in the house we made so much noise that my mother wanted us to play outside, so we went to the seashore to look for crabs and clams, and pretty seashells, too. Also, we enjoyed running on the beach chasing each other. On breezy days we used to enjoy flying kites on the beach. When I look back on my early life in the village, I feel I had a happy childhood.

　　Slowly and quietly,spring is ing towards us.The weather is getting warmer and warmer,branches of trees begin sprouting new leaves,and all kinds of birds fly merrily in the sky.A new year begins.

　　Looking at the tender green leaves of the trees out of the window,I can't help thinking of my childhood.When spring is ing,wheat begins to grow after a long winter,and its small and long leaves get greener,shaking with the wind.Rapes bloom with golden flower and give off a heavy scent.How beautiful and romantic the nature is!In this season.I used to carry a small basket in my arm,a small knife in my hand,and invite my little panions to the wheat field to dig edible wild herbs.We sang and laughed and talked and enjoyed ourselves.When we filled our baskets with wild vegetables,we began to play games.We also climbed the willows to break the tender branches and make them into flutes to blow.What a happy and lucky childhhood I had!

　　Spring is full of life and power.Spring is a lovely season.In the wind of spring we begin the new year.We ought to study hard and work well in order not to waste the springtime.

　　I grew up in a small village.I am the second child of the family,and my sister is the eldest.Our house is on the main street of the village so I always saw a lot of people on the streets There were farmers, fishermen,and a few merchants in the village.

　　My sister and I used to play with the next-door children; their father is an elementary school teacher.Sometimes when we played together in the house we made so much noise that my mother wanted us to play outside,so we went to the seashore to look for crabs and clams,and pretty seashells,too. Also,we enjoyed running on the beach chasing each other.On breezy days we used to enjoy flying kites on the beach.

　　When I look back on my early life in the village, I feel I had a happy childhood.

　　My childhood was happy with my mother’s love .In my young heart, my mother was strong and healthy and never got sick. She took me to the primary school and home every day. No matter when it’s rainy or windy.

　　But one day, after we got home from school, my mother went into the bedroom and stayed in bed. I didn’t know what had happened.

　　I sat beside her , my mother said to me , “it doesn’t matter , mum only has a headache . I will be all right after a while.” Although mother said so, I found tears in her eyes because of pain, at that time I knew adults also got ill and cried. I decided I would take care of my mother from then on.

　　I live with my parents and my grandmother. My grandmother is a kind elderly people. She likes talking and she always tells me stories of hers, my father’s and mine.

　　She is full filled with memories. She told me that I was quiet and docile when I was little.

　　My parents went to work all day, and my grandmother took care of me and my cousin. After she fed me, I sat and played myself. She didn’t have to worry much about me.

　　I almost made no troubles. But my cousin was not.

　　He never sat well or ate his food tactfully. My grandmother had to always keep an eye on him to prevent making troubles.

　　My childhood fun sounds bad, but it's not bad.

　　The first interesting thing is, I once in kindergarten just finished eating to play playground, I saw a classmate mouth super big, really do not pay attention to, see, frighten. I put the teacher's balloon in his mouth and squeezed it with my hands. The object was to make it fly, but he broke my balloon and made me cry loudly. Well, funny?

　　The second funny thing is that if you eat other people's food, especially the meal, you will feel sick. But I was curious when I heard about it. At noon, I put a lot of meat into his bowl while my classmates were in the bathroom. But who knows, he came back to eat, not only did not feel sick, but eating delicious. I got out of control and laughed out of my face, causing the whole class to look at me and make me shy.

　　The third funny thing is, we took part in a competition. I can't remember what it's called, but it's a red scarf with a knot between my feet. The test was to be united, but after school I saw two students together, a little spaced in the middle, and I ran over there and fell down with them.

　　The fourth funny thing is, I used to be interested in songs. One day, a classmate's head was big. There was a chopstick and a bowl next to it. I had a sudden whim to grab the classmate's head with chopsticks. While knocking sang: wash wash...... The class looked at me and laughed a few seconds later.

　　This is my childhood interesting, how, funny bar!

　　Winter vacation arrived, the teacher let us write a childhood interesting, I carefully recalled, and a piece of past flashes in my mind......

　　Remember when we were in kindergarten, we studied drawing chicks. The teacher painted us first, and then we painted. I'll see what other kids do, and then I start writing. After the painting, I looked at other people's paintings and I painted different, I said to him: "you painted wrong, chicken should have two eyes, how do you draw an eye?"" So, he, like me, added an eye to the chicken. But when the teacher gave me only two five pointed stars, I asked curiously, "does the chicken have two eyes?"" The teacher smiled and said, "there are two eyes from the front, but one eye from the side."."

　　When I got home, I showed the picture to my father, and I asked my father, "is there anything wrong with it?"" Dad said: "yes, this is a piece of cake, this small problem is to escape my piercing eye! The chicken painted one eye more." I was shocked and asked, "how did you know that?"" "In fact, I made similar mistakes when I was a child, and then I paid attention to my observation and thought more frequently. I haven't made such mistakes since then."." Dad said with a smile.

　　I know: it is normal for a man to make mistakes, but he must learn from mistakes so that mistakes are made. However, since mistakes are also rewarding, I often make mistakes and should not be a problem.

　　No, I made a mistake again! One day, I blew a lot of small holes in my clothes. When I got home, my father saw it and said, "you've made so many small holes that you're going to become a beehive."!" I sat up, and said: "Daddy, I want to eat honey." Dad said: "then I buy a jar of honey, buy a few cactus, pull out the thorns, put on your body, and then put a little honey, so you want to eat, just take, how good!"! Don't mention me. Even mother envies you." I hastened to say: "yes, I have sputum these days, can not eat sweet."." Dad said, "no sooner said, the money is ready."!"

　　These are my childhood "Chen sesame rotten millet", now, that little mistake again, but between me and dad bickering or common understanding.

　　My childhood was like a beautiful Milky way, and my childhood anecdotes were like stars in the Milky way. They were shining all the time and illuminating my life at all times. My childhood is blossoming like a flower.

　　My childhood is like a colorful picture book, every page of it can be enjoyable. My childhood interesting is so colorful, and even makes me memorable.

　　I wonder if there is any childhood memories of this childhood memories of a little bit of memory? But I remember that I was so innocent and lovely that I could not forget my childhood interesting.

　　Remember that time is Children's Day. I had a good time that day. My father bought me a cat shaped balloon. I couldn't help clapping. When I got home, I loosened my hand with the balloon up and the balloon flew over my head. Because it had a ceiling, it didn't fly away. Otherwise, I really don't know what I'm going to cry. I looked up at the balloon on my head, allowing my fingers to laugh innocently. Later, Dad planted flowers on the balcony, "Wow, daughter, come here and see what this is."!" Hearing dad's voice, I jumped with curiosity, grabbed the balloon and ran out. "What?"" I asked niuniunienie. Dad picked me up, I saw a gray unknown worms in the soil, is actually the earthworm. "Ah!"!" I screamed, I was scared almost fainted, I am afraid of bugs! It was this shock that I let go of the hand holding the balloon up. The higher the balloon was, the more I tried to catch it with my hand, but each time it was a little bit worse. Or was it slipped away?. "In the twinkling of an eye, I cried so much that I had no warning. I cried and looked up at the flying balloon. It flew with my dream.". Don't cry. What do you look like?" Dad was helping me with my tears, "he said. "Daddy, what will happen when the balloon flies above the sky?" Do you live with the fairy sister?" I stopped crying and said the question I had hidden in my heart. My father thought a little, looked at me, smiled, and said, "well,"...... Boy, don't you say you want lots of Bobbi dolls? I thought, when the balloon flew up, you would tell your God and fairy sister what you wish, and your wish might come true." "Really? How does a small balloon know what I wish?" I was even more puzzled, tilted my head and looked at my father. "Of course I know!"

　　We looked up at the rising balloon slowly in the sky. Gradually, it disappeared. "Where have you been?"" "It saw the fairy sister."!" "Ah!"! Really?! That is great! Fairy sister, small balloon, you have to help me realize the desire oh!"

　　From that day, I took a beautiful vision of happiness through my childhood, although the desire has not been achieved, but I think I should still be small balloon flying. Desire ladder.

　　Childhood like a boat, carrying our childhood joys and sorrows, slowly flowing in the clear river water. Childhood is like a large vineyard, the grape is our childhood childhood story, hanging on the shelf shine.

　　20XX in February to the first ten days of the father from the outside to buy back a fragrant and beautiful violet, I love her very much for her watering every day, with her telling stories every day. Once, mom and dad are not at home, I was given to violet watering, a cold wind blowing, cold I straight long winded, huh? No, violet. Why don't you want to?" The question suddenly came out of one's mind. I gathered in front of the violets and sniffed carefully. "Not really. He won't be ill, will he?"" At this point, I was worried and worried. "Ah!"!" I immediately had an idea. "I can spray my mother's perfume on the flowers. Oh, I'm so smart!"!" I hurried to my bedroom, took my mother's perfume and sprayed it on the flower. "Ding Dong, Ding Dong" Mom: I think back, ha ha, I was ready to put my masterpiece to tell mom, let her take praise me! Unexpectedly, the mother listened, smiled and said: "silly boy, you do so, they will die!" At first, I was on my mother's words but second days, half believe and half doubt, flowers really began to turn yellow, then I could not touch the perfume, because by that event, I think the perfume is a devil.

　　Childhood is the best memory of life, everyone will have their own good memories. My childhood anecdotes

　　Childhood like a boat, carrying our childhood joys and sorrows, slowly flowing in the clear river water. Childhood is like a large vineyard, the grape is our childhood childhood story, hanging on the shelf shine.

　　A happy childhood is like a rainbow after a rain. It is so colorful and so many interesting things that have been done, just like a few bright stars twinkling in the sky of childhood. Occasionally a self or other person raises a laugh. Let me tell you something that was very interesting when I was young.

　　It is just after the five birthday of a summer, my mother gave me a red balloon, with a picture of Sun Wukong clouds. As long as you gently throw it into the sky, it will float gently into the air and then fall, very interesting. I always show off it in front of the child. One day, just after the heavy rain, my yard has many small pool, I saw the rain stopped, went to the courtyard to throw balloons. The balloon was spinning in the air. As I chased it, I shouted, "it's fun!"! How nice!" Suddenly the balloon landed in a small pool. I ran over and picked it up. Unfortunately, it was covered with mud. What shall I do?! I was so smart that I remembered that I had stained my handkerchief last time. My mother took her handkerchief to the fire. Why don't I have a roast with the fire? Roast the muddy water with fire. But my mother bakes her handkerchief. It's winter. What's the big stove in the summer? When I think of my mother's fire, I always use some paper with fire. So I got the paper, too. I took the balloon into the room, got a match, lit the paper, and quickly put the muddy balloon near the fire. Suddenly, a "pop" balloon exploded. I was so frightened that I couldn't help jumping. The beautiful balloon suddenly became a fragment. When I sober up, my tears can not help but flow out......

　　Until now, every time I think of it, I have to laugh at.

　　When I was a child, I spent most of my time at my grandmother's house, where my grandmother lived in a small village near Xinli lake, Changchun. There are mountains, water, more of my childhood, happy, happy time.

　　The village is surrounded by green hills and green trees. In the summer, the water in front of the door flows all night long. It is very pleasant to catch loach and catch tadpoles. Looked up, the dense distant mountains of pine woods, some cattle there leisurely eating grass, a variety of unknown birds flying up and down, singing, and colorful butterfly Bimei, and colorful flowers compete. Coupled with the sun's grandfather shed a little golden between the gaps in the woods, Yamanaka Ma is wonderful! The other side of the mountains of new lake is like a Pearl Spring flowing in the blue sky and the white clouds.

　　A few vines with Grandma's house, every summer, the vines merrily climbed up to the eaves, long out of a piece of green and transparent leaves, some vines hanging a string of grapes, purple lingling. Especially in the morning, it was covered with sparkling dewdrops. At this time, I could not help moving a small stool, standing on the top to pick grapes, but the grapes stand so high, how can I pick it? Slobber will flow out from time to time, it really makes people envious! At this time, if grandma saw, she would help me pick, let me eat enough once. So I like Grandma best.

　　It was a hot noon, and it was as hot as a fire. The frog crouched under the lotus leaf to cool off. The little fish swam in the cool water, and I had to rest under the grape in a little skirt. Because the weather is too hot, I can't sleep sleep, then shouted grandma to play with me, my grandmother didn't want to take me out on a hot day, I kept grandma beside the trouble, not pull hair, just pull clothes, pulling arm. Grandma had no choice but to take me to the mountains. By the way I picked up at the entrance of the small bamboo basket. In the mountains, it seems that everything is my world. Running for a while, jumping for a while, catching birds again. My grandmother stopped me and told me to stay close to her, but I left her sight for a while.

　　Because the front Valley is full of dandelions, yellow flowers are full of valleys. I ran forward and picked one. It was too much to pick one! I picked the flowers into a piece, shout grandma come on, because of the small bamboo basket in her hand. As my grandmother came, I picked the flowers into a small basket, stuffed. Looking at my busy little sample, grandma smiled and I laughed.

　　Childhood life is good, every day in grandma's home is happy. I miss my childhood, miss the mountains, miss grandma.

　　There are as many interesting stories in my childhood as the stars at night, but one of them is still fresh in my memory.

　　That day, my mother took me to my grandmother's home to play. When I got to my grandma's house and got off the bus, I could hardly wait to run to the open space of my grandmother's house. At this moment, a strange noise was heard in the grass, and a green Mantis was seen in the grass. A thought flashed through my mind: I'm going to grab it. So I found a stick and drove it out of the grass. Then, I waved it to him with a stick, but it was so easy for me to jump over and jump over me, and I fell to the ground without notice. "You can't just give up."!" I silently encouraged myself in the bottom of my heart, and then I got up and threw it again. It was easily escaped again. I once again fall on the ground, the two times of failure, the lesson: not storm, only to outsmart. Back to grandma's house, in the living room, I saw a jar, a stratagem comes to mind. By the way, I can catch the mantis with a jar!

　　Say, do, do, I hold the jar, carefully hide behind the pillar, waiting for the opportunity. Waiting for the mantis to relax his vigilance, I threw it at him, but still escaped it. In several rounds of battle, it was captured me. Then, I tied a string on its foot, ha ha, it was my pet. At this time, a man with his pet dog through grandma's house, is imposing. I think I might as well set a precedent for "praying mantis"! But it refused to go with me, but in desperation I had to drag it along and drag it along. When I realized the situation was wrong, I found that it had already broken the rope and escaped.

　　It's interesting to catch Mantis this time!

　　I remember once, at the awards midterm meeting.

　　I see, and after school, fail in an examination, I become dejected and despondent home, sat on the stool, the heart is feeling alone! What shall I do? I suddenly saw the cudgel thinking up the table with a glass plate under sister certificate. But a bright eyes, a stratagem comes to mind: why not put sister name blacked out, write my name? I gently closed the door and windows, carefully on the sister's name on the faded words, Ling, and workers, to write their own name immediately. Carefully looked at a few times, that the father can't see what the flaws, sit down and smugness book. Dad came home and asked, "&ldquo? Did you win this time?" &rdquo I have a guilty conscience; but on the surface it pretends to be calm, to get a certificate before father, also deliberately put his chest out, waiting for Dad's compliment. Suddenly, father's brows opened, and showed a happy look, said: "&ldquo" is not easy! Children, in less than three years, won a certificate of high school! ” I am not good, my heart suddenly thump, “ ” this was found with &ldquo certificate under the seal of the ” Chongshou middle school. Dad said paled. “ detection! ” I secretly cried, know something, just thirty-six meter is to withdraw, It's politic to leave., which know Dad immediately grabbed my left arm, right hand picked up a stick. Hey, ah, I yelled. I'll never dare again.

　　After this lesson, I learned that we must face the fact.

　　In my childhood, filled with a lot of interesting young Fun, will not help laughing sometimes question that all of us should ask.

　　One thing that made me worry a new memory. I remember that during the last one year when Sunday morning, I was sitting comfortably on the sofa and watch television with relish. Inadvertently, I saw on television a chicken farm in the chicken, all kinds, colors, yellow, white, a very lovely. Small brain, the eyes turn round Liuliu stop, coupled with the hairy body, especially elicit people like. I felt I needed to have an idea of buying a handful of chick-let.

　　Mom in the kitchen cooking, I went to my mother around grinning, and said : "Mother, father to father, I have bought a few chicks! Overtime, it will give you time to buy, ah? "I have a lot of pouting and said :" I really hate! "You know they collapsed on the sofa again, a second time to have passed. Suddenly, I scare up, the refrigerator is not the egg? I think about while talking to himself on, do it! Won two eggs through the refrigerator. "Hen hatching chicks depending on the temperature of the eggs were hatched to, if I were to the hatching, eggs are being squeezed easily broken. Of the usually like my mother always said that his father's body stove, the father's quilt is definitely hot. "I think that the father was an egg carefully into the yard, and patiently wait for the birth of her chicks. Dad back, the storm will soon have to open their eyes, into a bedroom, opened quilts, sleeping only heard the father was not named soon, I immediately went past, and my father was out of paper shining his pants. I Wuzhuozui secretly smiled, and her mother came running over and down the back of the skull. Dad angry and said : "Dzodzo, is not a good thing you do? "I will detail in the dark to tell the parents. We all laughed, and her mother rubbed my small brain : "dumb children, no eggs were hatched chicks! "My eyes what we sway. How interesting to me! It made me understand a profound truth : that people should not blindly do, but after careful thought, and action.

　　I was born in a small village, so that my childhood mostly spent in countryside. Althought the condistions were not so good, my childhood was happy and interesting.

　　At that time, we didn't have much money to buy toies. Therefore, almost all of my toies were made by myselfe or my mates. Sometimes, my father would make some toies for me.

　　Besides, because my parents were busy with their farmwork, I usually helped them do some work after school, especially the housework. I wanted to relieve some burden of them. I was happy in my childhood.

　　Even now, I usually recall the beautiful memories of my childhood.

　　Time flies,but the memories of my childhood still like a sweet dream.When I remind of those funny things,I always wear a big smile on my face.Althought they are infantile,innocent and silly,I cherish them a lot.I know the fact that I can not experience them any more.

　　The first time I played roller-skating,I was excited.It was my classmate’s birthday,he invited many friends to the skating rink.I wasn’t good at roller-skating.He suggested me skate by the side.then he would ask his brother who was proficient to teach me.According to his brother,I could skate freely .Finally,he organized all his friends.We put our hands on others’ shoulder.We skated like a train.All the people in the skating rink stopped to watch us.I thought they might feel our passion. and be deeply affected.

　　I live with my parents and my grandmother. My grandmother is a kind elderly people. She likes talking and she always tells me stories of hers, my father’s and mine. She is full filled with memories. She told me that I was quiet and docile when I was little.

　　My parents went to work all day, and my grandmother took care of me and my cousin. After she fed me, I sat and played myself. She didn’t have to worry much about me. I almost made no troubles. But my cousin was not. He never sat well or ate his food tactfully.

　　My grandmother had to always keep an eye on him to prevent making troubles. But, there was one thing drove her crazy.

　　That was I didn’t like going to school. When I was at the school age, my parents sent me to school. But I cried every morning when I arrived at school. They had to comfort me for a long time to bring me into classroom. After two or three months later, the situation became good.

　　I like my grandmother sharing the stories with me. It makes me warm and beloved.

　　I’d like to tell you something about my childhood. when i was six years old, i was a lovely girl!

　　One day, my father saw some fish in the river, so he asked me, why can fish only live in water? i thought about it, then i gave him the answer, because there are some cats on the bank. my father laughed when he heard that. then he said, you are smart! i was happy to hear that.

　　Maybe you will say, it’s a funny answer. now, i think, it is very interesting. and now i am smart. my parents love me very much. i am so happy to have that childhood.

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