【#英语资源# 摘要】在我的童年里有许多趣事，其中有一件是我最难忘的，以下是：作文地带为大家整理的内容，欢迎阅读参考。

1.美好的童年英语日记

　　Childhood is like a song. With the wonderful notes, childhood is like a box of candy, which gives me endless aftertaste.

　　These memories make up for the lost beauty. Looking back, we were little by little at that time. Childhood is a documentary of growth, telling us to miss the past and cherish the present better.

　　Day after day, year after year, the beauty of childhood is gradually far away from us. It often makes people recall the original starting point and the most innocent era of childhood.

　　Growing up, there are more and more unforgettable things, but the most unforgettable thing for me is the carefree primary school life. When I walked into the lovely alma mater, too many memories flooded in. It is still my alma mater in my heart. It is ordinary and not simple. When I recall this page by page picture, I gently tasted the bitterness of tears and felt my missing for my alma mater. It once gave me happiness and sadness, but now it moved me. How great it is. I walked on the playground and saw the first scene of our running on the playground. You compete with me. For your own face, you have to win or lose. The empty classroom left too many memories. I fought with my classmates and was punished together. All kinds of pictures emerged in front of me. The warm light of the sun shone on me. But at the moment, it seemed that my smile was warmer than the sun. I touched and listened as if I went back to that moment to tell my happiness and sadness.

　　Childhood memories make me reluctant to part with them. Whenever I think of my childhood memories, I am ecstatic but unforgettable. How short my childhood is, but my childhood memories are permanent. Let us seize this most innocent gift. Cherish a happy childhood!

2.美好的童年英语日记

　　Childhood is happy and beautiful, and the happiness of childhood is for each and every one of us. Childhood belongs to children. Colorful childhood will leave us many beautiful memories, and our happiness factor will always be active in this memory. There are all the Games worth recalling with relish. In my colorful memory, there is a game that you must have never played before, that is, who cries first.

　　I remember that it was a leisurely day in the winter vacation. I went to play with two friends. The games I had played before really could not arouse our interest. So, a friend made a suggestion - who should cry first.

　　At his initiative, we were ready to listen to "start". I tried hard to squeeze my eyes, but I couldn't squeeze them out. I tried not to blink to see if I could stimulate my eyes to cry, but I couldn't hold on every time. I have no patience, so I have to use my unique skill - thinking about my grievances before. For example, I lost my favorite dog and my beloved clothes were torn... When I thought of these, I couldn't help crying. I looked back and saw that one person also cried. While I was shedding tears with my heart, another friend was laughing. It turned out that he was teasing us. But even so, I did it with my heart. I won the game.

　　Children are innocent, their hearts are as beautiful as angels, and their tears come from the depths of their hearts. What they have is a pure heart. Even the tears they shed are also the tears of angels. It represents the loftiness and holiness of the child's heart. We should also spread this emotion and be a noble and holy person!

3.美好的童年英语日记

　　Colorful silk threads have woven the sky of my childhood; Colorful childhood dreams have printed traces on the village where I was raised.

　　In spring, the Chinese cabbage blooms yellow flowers, as if stretching their arms and saying to heaven and earth, "spring is coming." There are colorful flowers in the mountains. My classmates and I were singing poems in the wild flowers. After singing, they roll in the flowers, and the fragrance of the flowers is printed on us. Tired of rolling, I took a rest on the lawn, which attracted the attention of the butterfly. The butterfly stopped on my hand. The swallow in "huanzhuge Ge" bathes with flowers, which causes bees, but we attract butterflies. My childhood turned into a butterfly flying into the sky.

　　In summer, we can swim, but it just can't meet our girls' requirements, because in the river, there are all boys. We had to go at night to enjoy the stars jumping in the sky under the blue sky. Listening to my sister's fairy tale, I thought, I am a star in the sky, how wonderful! My childhood turned into stars jumping in the sky.

　　In the crisp autumn season, we cut rice in the fields. Now when I see rice, I can recall my memory: once, my sister and I went to the field to cut rice. I thought it was very easy. I didn't listen to the methods my sister taught me. I didn't wear gloves. As a result, I cut my finger and still have a scar. Whenever I see this scar, I will think of a sentence: if I don't listen to the old man, I will suffer a loss in front of me.

　　In the cold winter, my cousin and I had a winter vacation. We could also run three or five laps and play a few games on the school playground. My childhood turned into sweat of sports.

　　Ah! A beautiful and happy childhood is short. Now I am about to step into the threshold of middle school. My childhood is quietly leaving me, and I will never find it again!

4.美好的童年英语日记

　　Today is Saturday. I finished my homework and found a composition book. When I saw a composition about my childhood, I read it with relish, one after another, just like a hungry wolf sees food.

　　After reading their compositions, I couldn't help thinking of my childhood.

　　It was a summer morning. My father said, "we are going to go fishing by the sea today." I heard it and hurried to put on my clothes and get out of bed, just as my mother got up. Mother cooked the meal and we were soon full. Mother began to prepare our lunch again. My father and I are not idle. I am packing up what I need today. My father is playing with fishing hooks, rods, baits and other fishing tools. With everything, we set off.

　　Outside the window, the birds sang for us, and the grass and trees danced for us. I felt very happy.

　　After a while, we arrived at the seaside. The sea was boundless. The boundary between the sky and the sea was not so clear. It seemed that they were all pasted together. The air by the sea is so fresh!

　　My father and mother were fishing in the deep sea. I was catching small fish, shrimp and crabs How time flies! The morning passed, and each of us had something to gain.

　　We started again after lunch.

　　The afternoon passed quickly, and we gained a lot. In the evening, we returned home loaded. The dinner table at night is the harvest of our day!

　　Childhood is happy, beautiful and pure. For our children, every day of childhood is happy, and every day is immersed in a good time.

5.美好的童年英语日记

　　Every child has his own beautiful childhood, and I am no exception. In my memory, my childhood was very beautiful, and I grew up happily in my beautiful childhood. That's right? Now I think of the sweet taste in my heart.

　　Today, I was alone in bed thinking about my childhood. I carefully to experience, heart to feel, my beautiful childhood. Gradually, a thought came into my mind - who was better in my childhood than grandma's? The question kept turning around in my mind. What a puzzle! The more I thought about it, the more I became fascinated. Finally, I reached the selfless state. What is the answer to this question? I'll ask Dad. Dad said ask grandma! I asked my grandmother, who kindly said to me: 'when we were young! I often don't go to school and I am busy farming! At that time the Japanese invaded China.

　　We all had a hard time. At that time, we ate red sorghum cakes, wore patched clothes, and wore ragged cloth shoes or straw sandals. I can't study. I work for others every day. It was hard at that time. Now I think it's really hard! But those days have passed. Think of the past quickly. It has really changed a lot! " After listening to grandma's words, I realized how difficult their life had been before. I finally understand how hard people used to live. The elders' childhood was really hard. I looked at my grandma, remembered their childhood, and looked at myself,

　　Hey! I'm really disobedient. I haven't studied hard with such good conditions. Now I know how happy I am. I should cherish these beautiful days. I should study hard and let my parents live a good life in the future.

6.美好的童年英语日记

　　Some students came to their childhood in applause. Some students spend every day in laughter. Some students condescend to the audience every day. Some students travel all over the year, often looking at the blue sky with white clouds and the flying birds. Maybe some students had a happy childhood, and some students had a lonely childhood.

　　My childhood was full of interesting things.

　　Once when I came home from kindergarten, I heard an aunt boasting about a child nearby, "your child is so smart. He is full of ink at a young age.". I am also eager to be praised. I thought to myself, what's the big deal? I can fill my stomach with ink! When I got home, I didn't know how to tell my mother.

　　Just before dawn, I got up. I picked up a bottle of ink in my study, opened it hungrily, and poured it into my mouth... WOW! WOW! WOW! I threw up! I hurried to the faucet to gargle, but I didn't find my mother behind me. I told my mother everything. My mother caressed my head and said to me: the ink in your stomach is the knowledge you have learned. Only by studying hard can you fill your stomach with ink. Come on, my baby. You're great!

　　Whenever I think of this, I will look out the window and look at the birds passing by. I can't help laughing. I expect that I will be full of ink. I expect that I will make greater progress. I expect that my future path will be happy instead of sad. I expect that my success will come one day earlier

7.美好的童年英语日记

　　Childhood memories include happiness, innocence, curiosity and adventure. Childhood is like a candy in my mouth, which gives me endless aftertaste.

　　At the age of four, I fell in love with the pig man in the cartoon and became a complete pig fan. One day, I was determined to become a pig man, so I made a pig nose with paper, stuck it on my nose, made a pig sword with a toy sword, made a pig man hat with a handkerchief, and made a cloak with my mother's silk scarf. After being fully armed, I sang the song of the pig man, stretched my arms and ran happily back and forth in the room. My mother who just came back from work smiled and bent over at me, but I ran more happily, At that moment, my Buddha really became the pig man. In the winter when I was five years old, my brother caught a little sparrow and gave it to me. Because he saw the little squirrel hibernating under a thick quilt in the fairy tale, he also covered the little sparrow with a quilt and wanted to make the little sparrow hibernate. But the next morning, I saw that the little sparrow was dead, and I cried sadly. Then I knew that not all animals would hibernate. When I was six years old, I saw a turtle swimming on TV, so I put my little dry turtle into a fish tank to swim. Watching the little dry turtle struggling in the water, I thought he was swimming. Although the swimming posture was not as beautiful as a fish, I clapped my hands and shouted happily, "the little turtle is swimming! The little turtle is swimming." Dad heard it and quickly fished the little turtle out, My father told me, "this is a dry turtle. It can't swim." What a danger! The little turtle almost drowned! As I grow up day by day, my childhood is gradually leaving me. However, the memory of childhood is like the shining stars, which will always shine in the sky of my memory.

8.美好的童年英语日记

　　Everyone would do something unexpected in their childhood, and the most interesting thing for me was to taste the taste of wine. I remember that when I was five years old, my parents were not at home. I was particularly curious about how there were so many bottles of wine in my family. I wanted to be the queen of wine tasting. I first tasted wine like boiled water, Baijiu. I took a small glass, poured half a glass of wine, tasted a little at the tip of my tongue, but there was no taste. I decided to dry it. I'm afraid that my pride would scare my mother. I threw my neck back into my mouth. It was so hot! I immediately went to the bathroom and vomited. After I vomited, I immediately picked up the juice and drank it. After drinking, I thought, will the wine expire? Why is it so difficult to drink, but adults feel good about it.

　　Why don't I change another one? This time I changed a red wine, red wine. I thought red must be very sweet. When I was preparing to taste it, a picture suddenly flashed in my mind that I must use a goblet when drinking red wine. So I took a chair to get the cup. After my painstaking efforts, I finally got the goblet. I poured the wine into the glass first, just like those drinking red wine on TV. I tasted it gracefully with the slit between the middle finger and the ring finger. It seemed that I had a feeling of drinking. But when I drank it, I immediately vomited. I was sad to say that the red wine was too bitter and spicy to drink. I would never drink it again. I don't know where adults think it is good to drink. Anyway, I would never drink it again.

9.美好的童年英语日记

　　Like many children,I had a happy childhood under the care and love of my parents.My mother took me to the kindergarten and home every day.I thought mother was so kind and healthy that she would never get sick.

　　But one day,my father went to the kindergarten to get me back.I asked,"Why doesn't my mother come?""She is sick,and she is in hospital."said Father.I felt sad and frightened.Then I began to cry."Don't cry or mother would worry.You should be a good child.

10.美好的童年英语日记

　　Childhood is like a beautiful oil painting, with blue, green and yellow... If one color is used to describe the fun of childhood, it should be red.

　　I like cherries very much. One summer, when my mother came home with the cherries she had just bought, the first thing I saw was the big red cherries. I grabbed them from my mother's hands. After a quick cleaning, I grabbed them and ate them. I didn't even say hello. When I eat cherries, I never eat them one by one, and my mother will dissuade me when she sees them: "eat slowly, and no one will rob you." But I don't listen either. I always gulp until one day.

　　The weather was fine that afternoon. But what happened on that day made me very unhappy. That day, I was eating cherries. At this time, the red juice of cherries flowed out, slightly sour, but very delicious. However, when I was about to spit out the small yellowish nucleus, I accidentally swallowed the nucleus into my stomach. I couldn't spit it out. This inevitably makes me a little worried. If I swallow the cherry stone into my stomach and can't spit it out, will it sprout and grow in my stomach and finally become a cherry tree? The thought of this made me shiver. Fortunately, my mother told me that cherry stones would not sprout in my stomach, which reassured me.

　　Childhood is like music score, composing one interesting thing after another. Childhood is the rainbow after the rain and the most memorable time. Childhood is so unforgettable.

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