Childhood, like a colorful dream, colorful, childhood fun is like a gleaming star, shining in the galaxy of memory, it is unforgettable, I will tell you one below. Very interesting things when I was young.
When I was four years old, our family still lived in the courtyard of the city government. I especially worshipped the Uncle of the People’s Liberation Army. I used the roller skating hat as a helmet and put a few holes in my mother’s belt. In my waist, I took a submachine gun and felt that I was really a soldier. It was majestic, very angry, and very powerful! I have to bring my two "small soldiers", that is my father and mother, I sent a gun to each of them, followed me in the yard, I was at the front, my mother was in the middle, my father was at the end, I ran and shouted: "One, two, one, one, one," and after the end of the run, I conducted a queue training. "Stand up, take a break, stand upright." The people in the yard looked at our funny family and couldn’t help it. Laughed. After the training of the queue was completed, we played the game of "The People's Liberation Army playing Japanese devils". I decided to be the "People's Liberation Army". My father and mother decided to "rock scissors". Dad was the "People's Liberation Army" and my mother was the "Japanese Devil". First of all, my mother hided. My father and I went to find out. Who knows that my mother is hiding in hiding. I also sneaked me and my father from behind. I cried and made trouble. "No, no, it is the PLA who killed the Japanese devil!" Mother said helplessly; "We are coming back, we are coming back." In the game of re-playing, I shot the "Japanese devil" with a shot of "砰", and my mother pretended to close her eyes, the first one, I Quickly said: "No, no, I have to slowly fall down." The mother hesitated, and once again, and slowly fell on the lawn from the side, I was happy to jump up, "Finally put the Japanese devils Killed!", the person next to him can not help but, "This family is too funny!"
childhood fun, like a colorful pearl, illuminate my colorful childhood!
Third grade: Dudu boy