What dreams did everyone have when they were young after 90?

1. Childhood is like a golden river, and every wave of it contains our childhood past. This wave is close to danger, and that wave is extremely happy. In a word, this river carries my beautiful dreams and flies my childlike innocence, but there is one thing that I still remember. It was a hot summer when I was five years old. The sun is scorching the earth, and there are only a few people in the street. The trees hang their heads feebly and look unbearable. I just stayed at home, ate popsicles and played house with my friends. My mother helped me collect some toys from the room, such as toy plates, knives, bowls, spices, forks, vegetables, stoves and chopping boards, and assigned us "tasks": Zhou Xinru was responsible for feeding pets; Lin Xiaotong is responsible for washing vegetables; I am responsible for cutting vegetables and cooking. When I first started playing, I saw Zhou Xinru desperately biting the bear's mouth. (Actually, it's a plush teddy bear. ) Oh, it turned out that she wanted to pour boiling water into the bear's mouth, but her mother quickly stopped her. The teddy bear survived. Lin Xiaotong went to wash vegetables. Look, she mysteriously picked up some plastic vegetables and walked into the bathroom. The sound of running water attracted her mother. When her mother walked into the bathroom, it was amazing. Lin Xiaotong is cleaning plastic vegetables with tap water. The washed vegetables were put aside and covered with many crystal drops. Mom is in distress situation. It's my turn to cut vegetables. I use the sharpest part of the knife to cut vegetables with all my strength. Soon, there were knife marks on the vegetables. I smiled smugly and said to my two friends, "Look how beautifully I cut it!" "After cutting the vegetables, I put the cut potatoes in the pot and prepared to make a plate of' spicy shredded potatoes'. Then I turned on the gas and asked Zhou Xinru to give me the salt and Lin Xiaotong to give me the Chili powder. Two people looking for east and west, anxious. They threw me a bottle at random and I fell down. Wow! There is a little sand in the pot. Lin Xiaotong winked at me and said naughtily, "You can use sand. "After that, I made a face and I stuck out my tongue at her. Just then, my mother came in a "watermelon boat". The skin was green and red, and the smell was attractive. My mother was startled, angry and funny, and said, "stop playing, it's too hot." Let's wash our hands and eat watermelon. "Hearing this, we hurried to wash our hands and ate watermelon after washing. I will never forget it! 2. Childhood life is like a flash of lightning, which flashes before our eyes. However, the interesting things of my childhood seem to be engraved in my mind and cannot be erased. Every time I think of them, I can't help laughing. Once, my mother bought a big bag of vegetables. When she saw me lying on the sofa watching TV, she said, "Xiao Chun, why don't you help my mother wash the vegetables?" "good!" I readily agreed. Mom said that and went to the living room to watch TV. I walked into the kitchen and saw a big bag of vegetables, including cabbage, on the platform. There are eggplant, three; There are tomatoes, five or six. I'm so stupid. I was told to wash so many dishes when I was in kindergarten class, really. "Ah, yes! "I shouted, didn't my mother usually put so many clothes in the washing machine to wash together? Then I won't do the same thing? Wait a minute, maybe mom will praise me! Thinking of this, I picked up Chinese cabbage and came to the washing machine. I stood on tiptoe to open the lid of the washing machine, carefully put the vegetables in, then cover it again, and finally press the power button. Listening to the sound of the washing machine starting, I sat there and thought with relish how smart I was. After a while, I thought, did you wash the dishes? Hey! These dishes don't need washing. After thinking about it, I got up from my seat and pressed the button of the washing machine to stop it. When I opened the lid of the washing machine, I looked, "Yes! "This really surprises me. Where is the food? Look at the cabbage with "one army" left. Eggplant seems to have been bitten by a mouse, and it is black and blue. The tomatoes have disappeared ... I'm scared out in a cold sweat. what can I do? Mom spent money to buy so many dishes, but I washed them like this. It really helps me more and more! " Small alcohol, is the food ready? I want to cook. "Mother walked into the kitchen and shouted. I was silent. "Oil your feet-run! "I went into my little room and locked the door ... I couldn't help laughing at the thought of this interesting childhood story. How naive I was when I was a child! As I grow older, I gradually understand that different things need different methods to achieve good results; Otherwise, the consequences will often be counterproductive or even out of control. Childhood is a colorful river, with beautiful waves, interesting things, joys, hardships and stupid things. Among them, I now think of a stupid thing ... I was naive and lively when I was a child, but I was most afraid of heat. I always clamor for cold drinks in summer. One day, in the scorching sun, my grandmother bought me a popsicle and went to work. When I saw it, I was very excited and ate it bite by bite. When the puppy saw it, it barked at me crazily. The fierce eyes of the puppy scared me to death. My hands trembled. Alas, the popsicle fell to the ground, and the snow-white popsicle turned black. My face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy. I was wandering in the corridor, and the clothes hanging on the hanger caught my eye. I had a brainwave, yes, a popsicle. I immediately brought a washbasin of water and carefully put the popsicle into the water. Didn't grandma always say that clothes can be cleaned by rubbing them back and forth with her hands? I rolled up my sleeves and ran back and forth on the popsicle with a pair of small hands. The thought of grandma coming back and seeing me so capable and smart makes me extremely happy. After half a minute, sweat oozed from my forehead. I thought it was almost time, so I grabbed three handfuls of washing powder and sprinkled it on the washbasin. I watched my masterpiece go away happily. Innocent at that time, I proudly came to show off among my friends: "You don't know, do you?" "Today, I-did an amazing thing, washing-great-ice. How's it going? Be smart! You just can't think of it. " My little friend looked at me doubtfully. Say that finish, I patted my ass and strode forward. I hobbled to the small washbasin and was about to pick up the popsicle to eat. I found that the popsicle was gone, only a small stick was left. Seeing this scene, I burst into tears. At this moment, the puppy came running. In the afternoon, every move of the puppy flashed in my mind. I insisted that the dog stole my popsicle. After a while, grandma came back, looked at me sullenly and asked me what was wrong. I told grandma everything. Grandma laughed heartily, but I stared at two big eyes and wondered what had happened ... I practiced describing a stupid thing that the little author did when he was a child-washing popsicles, which made people laugh after reading it. At the same time, a naive and lively girl's childhood is like a box full of candy. Childhood is like a string of colorful pearls, full of innocence. My childhood was very interesting. Let me tell you an interesting story. It was the day when I was four years old. My mother said, "We have run out of sugar at home. Go and buy a bag of candy for my mother. " Then he gave it to me 10 yuan and sold it. I went to the grocery store and sold a bag of candy. On the way, I bit the bag open with my sharp "mouse teeth", took a little sugar with my fingers and licked it. My Sweetie's food was delicious, but I accidentally knocked the sugar on the ground, and white sugar rustled everywhere. I thought, "What can I do?" I lifted the sugar from the ground, but there was a lot of mud and sand mixed on the ground. I thought, "Mom will definitely scold me. I suddenly remembered that my mother usually cooks rice, so I wash sugar. " I went home quietly, sneaked into the bathroom while my mother was away, and put the sugar in the basin filled with water. I washed and soaked the sugar like my mother washed rice. After a while, when I went to get the sugar, there was no trace. At this time, my mother came back. I cried and ran to my mother and said, "Mom, I washed the sugar." Mother smiled and said, "dear child, sugar melts when it touches water." I laughed too. Childhood is colorful, passionate and lovely. Childhood is so beautiful, but what about the fun of childhood? I am a girl from the north. When I was young, I liked to play in the ice and snow, have snowball fights and make snowmen. Whenever winter comes, goose feather-like snowflakes fall from the sky, one after another, like silver flowers and white butterflies. Looking forward to the world, I can only see snowflakes fluttering, like petals blowing to the ground, spinning in succession; Like the seven fairies scattered flowers, flying all over the sky. Standing in the snow is like squatting on a cotton gin. You can only see countless cotton flowers blowing towards you and covering you with white flowers. When I got up in the morning, the wind stopped and the snow stopped. Open the door, a white cold light stung people dazzled. So, my brother and cousin and I picked up shovels and built a snowman in the yard, with a white body, a round head, black eyes made of coal balls and a cotton nose, and it was upturned! My cousin painted the snowman's mouth in red ink again. He is laughing at us! My brother made a beautiful hat for the snowman with a piece of red paper. The snowman suddenly became more arrogant! When the snowman piled up, it was another big fight. My cousin threw a snowball and attacked me when I was not looking. Fortunately, it's not big or medium. When I fought back, he was hit by my brother's snowball. Snowball was painted on my cousin's head, and the yard was full of laughter. Not convinced, my cousin picked up a snowball and hit his brother. After repeated attacks, the laughter in the yard grew louder. How interesting childhood is! The fun of childhood brought me joy, and childhood was really good. Childhood is a beautiful memory, recording our joys and sorrows. In my childhood, there was a very interesting thing. That was the holiday in 10 this year. 10 3, we arrived at our hometown Anji Mountain. Strange to say, there are mountains and water, so beautiful, why not become a scenic spot? In the morning, led by two sisters and an adult, we went to catch crabs together. We found the footprints left by crabs when they passed the stream. We walked along the footprints left, "Look! Crab! " I pointed forward. They looked in the direction I pointed. That's really a crab! My uncle felt bad when we ran over. Crabs crawl left and right. "I finally caught it!" "Uncle shouted. We took out a plastic bag and put the crabs in it. Back home, we found a small jar, poured some water in it, and then put the crab in it. It's so interesting that we can't put it down. The crab doesn't seem to think that we have a good impression on it, but that we are torturing it. My sister tried to touch it, and I touched it. "Oh, dear! It hurts me, dead crab! "I cried. Since then, I have lost a little affection for crabs and ignored him. This is an interesting thing when I was a child. Childhood is the most precious wealth in life, and childhood games are even more rare treasures. Whether poor or rich, childhood will become the most attractive magnetic field in life day after day. My family is in the countryside, and my childhood memories are all in the late 1970s. At that time, every family had several children. Life in the countryside is very poor, so it is a good thing to fill their stomachs. There's really nothing to play. Apart from skipping rope, kicking shuttlecock and playing hide-and-seek, my favorite and best skill is to play joints, which are divided into sheep joints and pig joints, with four pieces for each pair. At that time, there was no money to buy, and everything had to be self-reliant, but every family lived a tight life. Fortunately, I am still smart, and finding foreign aid has become the only shortcut. Because of my good academic performance and good popularity, the little boy at the same table exchanged two pig feet for the right to copy homework for one semester. In the second grade, I finally got a pair of "toys" of my own, and my heart was beautiful. As long as I am free, I will play with my friends. Because of my aura and persistence, I will play perfectly in a short time, but my hands are too small and my joints are big, so I can't play so well. Seeing other people's little leg joints, I have ambitions again. Because it was a production team system at that time, ordinary members didn't have the right to kill sheep at home ... That Mid-Autumn Festival, the team decided to kill some sheep for members, and I couldn't wait. Even so, I was moved. I secretly held happiness in my hand and gave it to my childhood. Childhood makes the mountain greener, the water bluer, the dense birch forest on the mountain, dozens of families smoking at the foot of the mountain, three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, six brothers and sisters, a hardworking father, a kind mother, among whom I am the one with two sheephorn braids ... Although the world is big and time is fast, there is always a constant hometown dream in a corner of my heart, and childhood is bitter. Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of shells on the seashore, shining with colorful brilliance and countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is the most unforgettable childhood story. I remember when I was a child, I planted an orange tree in my yard, which was born with me. I often carved a mark on the trunk with a knife. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that? "I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out," I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before. " I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, slapping her stupidly. "It suddenly dawned on me that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens ... haha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that the fun of childhood will be the most beautiful memory in my life. Childhood is colorful, just like beautiful seashells by the sea. Childhood is carefree, just like a wave doll playing all day; Childhood is pure and sweet, just like a clear spring in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, it reminds me of an interesting thing. I remember when I was four or five years old. Once, my grandma gave Juju and I each a high-grade toffee that made people drool, which made us two "little greedy cats" really happy. Neither of us can eat. I said, "Shall we eat?" "Ok, let's eat together!" Juju agreed. I was quick with my hands and feet, and I took it apart once or twice. I took out the sugar and craned my neck to look at the chrysanthemums. Seeing her candy, I was anxious: "yours is bigger than mine!" " ""where? I'm a little short here! " "Hum, mine is dissolved!" "You have strong color and much milk! ""... "We fought for nothing, and we all felt that we were suffering. But when I said I wanted to change, I quickly turned around and no one wanted to. We started eating sugar, "1, 2, 3!" "We eat together. Wow! Too sweet, too fresh, too fragrant! After eating for a while, I said, "Take it out and see if it's you or me!" " ""good! " Juju said, stick sugar on the tip of your tongue like a pug. I stuck out my tongue like her at first sight. She said I couldn't see clearly, so I had to put the sugar on the tip of my tongue, half of it outside, and try my best to stick out my tongue. At this moment, a puppy just stood in my way, and I couldn't dodge. The candy on the tip of the tongue accidentally fell to the ground. As luck would have it, I rushed forward with my right foot facing the candy. Well, what should I do? It's too late to say now, but it's too soon. Before I came to my senses, my foot was already on the "baby". I was really anxious and angry: "you smelly dog, smelly dog, dead dog!" ""I kicked the dog in the stomach and the dog ran away in fear. I lifted my foot, broke off the sugar stuck to the sole with my hand, looked around, and was reluctant to throw it away. "Throw it away, do you still want to eat?" Juju said sarcastically to me. I can't help rubbing my hands full of candy and staring at Juju's mouth, just let me have a look at the butterscotch. I kept swallowing, hoping that she would spit out the sugar and give me half a bite. I can't stand it any longer, but I feel my nose is sour, and tears flow down like broken beads: "Mom, I want to eat … sugar … I want to eat … sugar …" Now, the old man of time came and took my childhood away in a hurry. I won't haggle over a candy like before, and I won't cry. Thank you, old man time.