A 500-word weekly diary of interesting childhood stories

Time passes so fast that people are caught off guard. A week has passed in the blink of an eye. We have not only increased our knowledge, but also exercised ourselves. Let’s write a weekly diary and record our experiences in it. How to write weekly diary in a clear and organized way? Below is a 500-word weekly diary of interesting childhood stories that I compiled. You are welcome to learn from and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to you. Weekly diary of interesting childhood stories, 500 words 1

Childhood is colorful, passionate and lovely. Childhood is so beautiful, so what are the interesting things about childhood?

I am a girl from the north. When I was a child, I loved playing in the ice and snow, having snowball fights and building snowmen. Whenever winter comes, goose-feather-like heavy snow falls from the sky, one after another, in clusters, like silver flowers and white butterflies. Looking between the sky and the earth, I can only see snowflakes flying, like flower petals blown to the ground, flying one after another; like seven fairies scattering flowers, flying all over the sky. Standing in the snow is like squatting on a cotton gin, only to see countless cotton wadding flowers blowing towards you, covering you with pure white flowers.

When I got up in the morning, the wind calmed down and the snow stopped. Opening the door, a white cold light dazzled people. So, my brother, cousin, and I picked up shovels and built a snowman in the yard. He had a white body, a round head, black eyes made of briquettes, and a nose made of cotton, which was still pointing up!

My cousin painted the snowman’s mouth with red ink again, grinning, and laughing at us! The younger brother used a piece of red paper to make a beautiful hat for the snowman. The snowman suddenly became more impressive! The snowman was piled up, and there was another big battle. My cousin threw a snowball and attacked me while I wasn't paying attention. Fortunately, he didn't hit it.

When I fought back against my cousin, he had already been hit by my brother's snowball. The snowball drew a picture on the top of my cousin's head. At this time, the yard was filled with laughter. The cousin was not convinced and picked up the snowball to attack his younger brother. After repeated attacks, the laughter in the yard became even louder.

How interesting childhood is! Fun childhood stories bring me joy, childhood is so good. Weekly diary of interesting childhood stories, 500 words 2

Childhood is colorful, with many stories that make people laugh. Childhood is like candy, sweet and rich. This time, I will take out a "candy" from my "pocket" to share it with you!

That happened in the winter of a certain year. It was extremely cold that winter, so I put on many layers of clothes to keep myself warm. We happened to have a few goldfish in the fish tank at home. Watching my mother change the water for the goldfish, I thought: On such a cold day, the goldfish are still immersed in the cold fish tank. Shouldn't they freeze to death? So, I came up with an idea. After my mother changed the water in the goldfish tank, I took the hot water bottle. However, the hot water bottle was too heavy. How could I lift it with my "small" body? So, I thought of another way, taking a plastic cup to the water dispenser to get hot water. Speaking of which, are you going to do something if you step on me? Yes, my idea is to help the goldfish "warm up".

I took a cup of hot water to the goldfish tank, but trouble came again. The goldfish tank was placed too high and I couldn’t reach it! No, for the sake of these beautiful and lovely goldfish, I must help them "warm up". I went through "many difficulties" and finally reached a height high enough for the fish tank. I poured cups of hot water into the fish tank. Haha, this way they won’t get cold! When I was proud of my idea, I saw the goldfish gradually filling up with activity. What's wrong? I was so worried that I quickly called my mother who was cooking to come out. When my mother saw it, she quickly asked: "What did you do?" I was so anxious that I couldn't speak. When my mother saw the hot water in my hand and the stool next to the fish tank, she probably guessed my "motive". After listening to my "heroic deeds" just now, my mother burst out laughing, and I was even more confused.

In the future, when I talk about this incident again, I burst into laughter because of my "silliness" at that time! Weekly Diary of Interesting Things in Childhood, 500 words 3

"Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, happy songs; a string of childhood footprints; a pile of childhood stories." Whether this song can Reminds you of your wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as bright as the stars. My childhood was wonderful, and there are many things worth remembering... As long as I can remember, my aunt’s class had two chicks. Whenever I had time, I would go to my aunt’s class to see the chicks. I don’t know how long it took. The chick gradually grew up, and after a long time, the hen laid an egg, and the chick was about to hatch out of the egg. After 21 days, you could hear the cry of a chick. Seeing this, hearing this sound . I think the chicken is so pitiful. Please help the chicken when the hen and rooster are not at home. The opportunity finally came...

That day, the hen went to find food for the chicks, but the naughty rooster was not at home and ran out to play. When my aunt wasn't paying attention, I picked up an egg, held it in my hand and stroked it gently, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid, chicken, you will come to the world in a while." After saying that, I no longer hesitated, After peeling an egg, a chick with residual heat and eyes that had not opened was "born". It looked at me and called twice as if to say: "Thank you for letting me come to this world as soon as possible." .

"I was so happy that I peeled off the second one. When I peeled off the fourth one, the hen came back.

The baby saw me "bullying" the snake and pounced on me. After one bite, blood immediately flowed out. I went to find my aunt in tears. My aunt didn't say anything to me, but said in a dumbfounded way: "Little fool, the chicken won't be born until a certain time!" If you deliver babies like this, they will die. "After I heard this, I hurriedly ran to see the chicks. Sure enough, the chicks I had just "delivered" were almost dead, but the ones I had not "delivered" all survived. I regretted it very much, but it was too late... …

Although it has been a long time since this incident, even though I was still young and ignorant, this incident has always spurred me on and made me move forward bravely and never retreat. 500 Words Weekly Diary of Interesting Things in Childhood 4

Childhood is a colorful river, childhood is a colorful road, childhood is a bridge of kindness, and childhood is a wonderful book. When I recall my childhood, I feel very happy, but with a little nostalgia and sadness. Yearning, I remember it sweetly.

One time when I was five or six years old, my mother and I went shopping, and she bought me a balloon. I was so happy at that time that I played with the balloon. I went to play, but I didn't expect that the joy would lead to sorrow. I accidentally stepped on the air, and I fell heavily. The balloon also "tumbled" and got some muddy water. When I got home, I secretly took advantage of my mother's attention. I put the balloon in the washing machine and turned on the switch. I was secretly happy: when I washed the balloon clean, my mother would definitely praise me for being smart. After a while, I heard a loud "bang" that shocked me. I was so scared that it took me a long time to wake up: It turned out that the balloon had burst. My parents came over quickly and asked what happened. After I told them the cause and effect of the incident, they all laughed and said that I was stupid.

Another time, when my mother took me to Thailand, we visited the zoo. At the crocodile pool, we saw each crocodile like a statue, motionless. My mother thought these crocodiles were all fake, and we complained that such a big zoo actually produced a batch of fake crocodiles to fool tourists. At this moment, a tourist nearby bought a piece of meat and fished close to the crocodiles with a fishing rod. Pond, sooner or later, each crocodile opened its bloody mouth, jumped up, and immediately swallowed the piece of meat, and the fishing rod was almost taken away by it. This made me very excited. From the perspective of vision, it turns out that crocodiles are just like what is written in the book, so cunning and cunning...

Childhood is like a cup of strong coffee, which warms your heart. Whenever I recall these interesting things, I always "giggle" "The smile is so sweet and brilliant. It seems that all the interesting things that make people dream are still in front of them. 500 words of childhood interesting stories 5

"I want to catch the singing cicada, but suddenly I shut up and stood up" This is the childish and innocent joy of childhood. “Children come back early from school and fly kites in the east wind. "This is the joy of childhood letting dreams fly. "Children rush to chase yellow butterflies, flying into cauliflower and nowhere to be found." This is the joy of childhood chasing freedom.

Childhood, one step at a time, one step at a time. Fun.

I remember "yesterday", we were going to physical education class. We were all ecstatic and rushed to the playground at the speed of light like a cheetah, which is my strength. I smiled proudly and straightened my pants, as if I could press my legs into a straight line. Just when I was feeling proud, I heard a few "stuck" sounds, and my "Qinglong Yanyue Big Pants" were helplessly pulled. Tear in half. “Ah! It’s over, there are so many girls around! ! ! ". I quickly ran to the teacher's office in embarrassment as quickly as possible.

Upon seeing this, the teacher immediately looked for school pants for me, but unexpectedly the warehouse was empty. Just when I was desperate, a teacher seemed to do a magic trick I grabbed a pair of pants on the ground, and the cheerful shouts of my friends in physical education class made me quickly put on my pants, eager to return to my beloved playground in a flash.

As soon as I landed on the playground, the girls’ eyes were on me. Suddenly it lit up, and everyone screamed: "Wow, Wang Jian is wearing women's pants, oops..." I lowered my head and looked down, my god, I was actually wearing a pair of pink women's pants. My face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and I secretly cried out in unspeakable pain. The pink pants were accompanied by the chattering girls on the playground: "Those are the pants I wear for dancing. They are very useful." , the laughter on the playground has gone with the wind, and it has been three years.

: You really can’t be too proud or too careless when doing things. Qingnian Lake really makes us linger! 500 words of childhood fun stories 6

Some people say that childhood is full of innocence and romance. Some people say that childhood is full of innocence and romance. It is full of joy, and I think childhood is full of fun.

This thing is like a light green fruit candy, with a lively and interesting atmosphere, a vibrant color, and a sense of humor. The magic of happiness.

One Saturday, I went to my good friend’s house to play. The weather was very good, and there were a few snow-white clouds in the blue sky. My friend and I were going to play on the grass slope. . Just in case, we prepared the necessary tools. As I walked forward, I imagined the grassy slope in my mind, and I felt very excited.

After arriving at the destination, I saw the grass slope. The huge grass slope was covered with long green grass, which was very beautiful and spectacular. Without saying a word, my friend put down his backpack, picked up the food, and climbed to the top of the grassy slope. Hey! Wait for me! Not willing to give in, I grabbed the kettle and climbed up, but the grass was long and slippery. When I was about to climb to the top, my foot suddenly slipped and I almost fell. My friend pulled me up and said to me: It’s too troublesome to do this. Why don’t we make a rope out of straw? This way we can pull the rope and climb up. I agreed, so we began to work hard to collect strong long grass, thread it up by braiding it, and tie it up. After a while, a long first aid rope was braided.

In order to test its performance, I volunteered to go down and try the rope. As a result, I had just climbed halfway when I heard a click and the rope broke. Before I could react, I slid down with the rope. My friend also slid down in order to hold me... Later, after inspection, It was because the middle part of the rope was not connected properly, which caused the rope to break.

I looked at the time and it was already 5:30 pm, so we patted the grass on our bodies and hurried home.

Childhood is innocent and happy. As time goes by, childhood gradually leaves me, but the interesting things in childhood are still fresh in my memory to this day. I can’t help but laugh every time I think of them. , but isn’t that what childhood is? Weekly Diary of Interesting Anecdotes from Childhood 500 Words 7

Every time I draw butterflies, I think of the interesting things about making kites with my sister in my childhood.

I remember it was a day in spring, and it was windy that day. I thought: It’s windy today, I can fly a kite. But I don’t have a kite! Oh! Yes! I can do it! I ran to my sister’s room and said to her, “Sister, let’s fly a kite?” My sister said, “Okay! What can we do?” I said: "Let's make a butterfly kite." My sister asked again: "Why make a butterfly?" I replied: "Because the butterfly is balanced, and if it is a bird, it cannot fly." "Okay! But we need to prepare materials." My sister said. "What materials are needed?" I said. "I need 8K paper, sticks and thread." My sister said. I said: "8K paper and thread are easy to make, but what about the stick?" My sister said: "If you have it, you can find a longer wooden board and split it into a stick." I went to find the thread and 8K paper. And my sister went to get sticks.

After half an hour, my sister’s stick was made, and I also found the materials. My sister said: "I'll draw the butterfly and change it later!" "Okay!" I said. We first draw the spine of the butterfly, then the two wings, the eyes of the butterfly, and finally make some small decorations, and the butterfly is finished. After carefully looking at our work, we found that the two wings of the butterfly were asymmetrical. We cut them out and replaced them with a pair of wings. Then we pressed the sticks on the kite and threaded the threads. The kite was completely finished. We went to fly a kite. When we were flying very high, the string broke and the kite flew away. My sister and I walked back home. Although the kite flew away, we were very happy. Weekly Diary of Interesting Anecdotes from Childhood, 500 Words 8

During this period of childhood, there were joys and sorrows, but they were all very unforgettable for me. Today I will record one of the anecdotes from my childhood and share it with you.

When I was a child, there was a question that always stayed in my mind: which came first, the chicken or the egg. At that time, I kept thinking: Since chicks are born from eggs, and they will lay eggs when they grow up, which came first, the chicken or the egg? This question makes me puzzled. It is like a white dove that has been hovering in my mind. It makes me think about it when sleeping, eating, and even when I am doing homework. I can't help but stop writing to think about this problem. It is better to say that I am thinking than to be in a daze. This problem is actually not worth thinking about. However, at that time, I thought about the scene of eggs hatching chickens and chickens laying eggs over and over again, and I never tired of thinking about it.

Finally one night, I talked about this problem and came up with what I called the "leader": people are talking about eggs, eggs, these two words, the chicken is in the front and the egg is in the back, then it must be First comes the chicken, then the egg! After all, my young mind at that time didn't know anything, and I was even overjoyed by this discovery, so I ran to tell my mother. I only remember that my mother laughed loudly after hearing this, bending over and having a stomachache. Then he told me the real truth. Why did some dinosaur eggs in ancient times change their genes and become today's eggs? My idea was wrong... but how could I still listen? My mind was filled with the excitement of discovering this idea and my mother's laughter after hearing it. I was still standing here listening to my mother explain the truth that I didn't understand at the time, but my heart had already gone to play without knowing where to go. .

As for the question of which came first, the chicken or the egg, I still haven’t figured it out yet.

After I finished writing, I stopped thinking and couldn’t help but laugh at the innocence and childishness at that time. The childish mind constituted one interesting childhood story after another. When people recall it, they will always show a knowing smile and become a part of life. Forever memories! Weekly diary of interesting childhood stories, 500 words 9

My childhood was very happy, and the stories that happened at that time are still fresh in my memory. One of them makes me feel particularly guilty when I think about it. Because he gave me endless inspiration.

I remember one time, it was a very cold winter, and the north wind made people shiver. I was just six years old at that time and still in the kindergarten class. My parents were not at home that day, and the weather was too cold. I took a breath of air-conditioning and saw the little goldfish swimming around in the glass tank. Suddenly, I thought that we are so cold wearing such thick clothes. What about the little goldfish? They only have a thin layer of scales. They are still swimming in cold water, so it must be very cold. Why don't I add some hot water to them? I started. I came to the kitchen, held the handle of the water bottle with both hands, lifted it hard, brought the hot water bottle to the goldfish tank, took out the cork, and poured the hot water into the tank.

I entered the room and before I knew it, time passed quickly. Suddenly I heard my mother's cry, son, come out. It turns out that my mother is back. Not knowing what happened, I walked out of the room and found my mother with a stern face. Mom, what's the matter? My mother immediately asked me: Why are the two little goldfish dead? I was a little scared. When I heard the news, I ran to the goldfish tank in disbelief and saw that my little goldfish turned up on their bellies. I asked doubtfully: How could he die? It was still fine before I poured the boiling water. What? Mom didn't hear clearly. I said the little goldfish was still good before pouring boiling water. Ha ha! Mom actually laughed, why did you pour boiling water into the fish tank? I'm afraid they'll freeze to death. I see. Little goldfish are not afraid of the cold.

This incident made me understand that no matter what I do in the future, I must understand it clearly before I can do it. Weekly diary of interesting childhood stories, 500 words 10

"Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, happy songs; a string of childhood footprints; a pile of childhood stories." Whether this song can Reminds you of your wonderful childhood? My childhood was colorful, and the interesting things that happened in my childhood were as numerous as the stars in the sky, among which the brightest and most dazzling one was still the one.

I remember when I was a child, there was a mango tree planted in my yard that was planted with me when I was born. I often used a knife to carve a mark on the trunk of the tree to measure my height every day. Looking at the horizontal lines, I really look forward to growing taller quickly. One day, I suddenly found that I was shorter than the mark. Oh my God! Did I grow upside down? I was so scared that I quickly ran to ask my mother: "Mom, why have I become shorter when other friends have grown taller?" My mother quickly put down the work around me, put me on the chair and asked: "Why is this so Say it!" I quickly jumped off the chair, took my mother's hand, pulled her to the yard and pointed, "I use a knife to carve my height on the tree every day, but today I carve the height on the tree. It's below the line." I said while pointing out the two horizontal lines on the tree. After listening to my words, my mother looked at the tree again. After being silent for two minutes, she burst into laughter for no apparent reason. She laughed so hard that she couldn't even stand up straight, and tears came out. She patted my head, who was staring at her blankly. Said: "Fool, it's not that you are short, it's that the tree is taller. Don't do such stupid things in the future." I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was taller.

Haha! Have fun! My childhood was like this, full of silly things and interesting things... It was also so many interesting things and silly things that made up that happy childhood, happy childhood, and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am no longer so stupid. I believe that the interesting things in childhood will definitely become the most beautiful memories in my life? Weekly diary of interesting childhood stories 500 words 11

Childhood is full of happiness, full of laughter and crying;

My feet slowly become bigger as time goes by. As time goes by, my personality becomes weak. My... time flies so fast! It took away my childhood, but time cannot wash away the unforgettable years.

In my childhood years, I was very happy and unforgettable. However, I have almost finished my happy childhood, and my childhood is slowly fading away. Now that I have changed and grown up, I am not as happy as I was in childhood. When I see those cute children enjoying their childhood, I am very envious. Whenever I think back to childhood scenes, I always think of the colorful pages. Sometimes, I want to grow up and leave all my worries behind; sometimes, I don’t want to grow up and be happy forever... But time is not forgiving.

In my childhood years, I gained happiness, warmth, and unforgettable... "lots of fruits." The happiest time I had was probably when I went to play by the river.

I remember it was a hot summer day, the sun was scorching the earth: the dog was so hot that he kept sticking out his tongue, and the cicada kept shouting "Cicada---Cicada". , I am very hot and want to go to the river to cool off.

Before I came to the river, I saw a group of innocent, lively and lovely children, sleeping lazily on the yellow "big bed", carefree.

When I came to the river, I saw a group of children playing happily on the river. I lowered my head boredly and suddenly noticed a few bubbles popping up on the water, "Fish!" The child next to me quickly discovered the fish and caught it. I watched with envy. Unexpectedly, the fish "slipped" from the child's hand. At this time, a big brother who could swim ran to the river and spent a long time catching the fish. I became envious again... Somehow, I fell into the river. Fortunately, the water was not deep. I drilled back and forth in the river and saw a few small fish spitting bubbles, so I caught them.

I don't know who it was, causing ripples, starting a water fight, and attacking me. Not to be outdone, I left the girl's temperament far behind and started a water fight seriously... Childhood Weekly Diary of Interesting Facts 500 words 12

What is childhood? It is the cicada on the tree, the frog in the water, the short song of the reed flute, the hide and seek of my partner... In short, childhood is carefree, happy and beautiful. Whenever I vividly recall interesting stories from my childhood, my face always glows with a rosy glow. After all, those past events swirled in my heart like the sound of gurgling water, and once they burst out, they would be so eloquent...

When I was 5 years old, my mother took me to my grandma's house, where she lived. It's in the countryside, so there are many people riding horses from this village to that village. I was very envious when I saw it, and wanted to try riding a horse, but the horse's back was too high and I couldn't get up. I was trying to think of a way When I went up, I happened to see my grandma feeding the pigs. I thought the pigs were small and it was easy to go up. As soon as I saw grandma entering the house after feeding the pigs, I went up to the pig nest, opened the door, went in, chose a pig, rode on it, and went out. Run, grandma saw it and ran out to call me. I saw grandma and wanted the pig to stop, but she couldn't. The pig ran into grandma's vegetable garden, where there were cucumbers, persimmons... They were all trampled by pigs, and I was also scratched on my hands and belly by the branches of fruit trees. This time grandma caught the pig. After grandma drove the pig into the nest, she said that I was too naughty and even dared to ride a pig. .

Another time was when I was seven years old and I had just learned to ride a bicycle. I wasn't very good at riding at that time, so my mother and I rode our bikes to the square where there was a lot of space. I was riding my bicycle there, riding faster and faster. Suddenly I saw an adult riding a bicycle from the front. Because he was riding too fast, he couldn't stop the car and was about to hit me. My mother was also calling me, I thought: "If I hit it, I will be injured, and I'm not very good at riding. What if I turn around and fall?" I didn't know what to do. At this moment, I suddenly remembered: "It must be okay if you jump out of the car." I jumped out of the car. I was not injured, but my car collided with that person.

Whenever I recall these, I always chuckle, so sweet and bright. It was as if all the haunting past events were vividly reappearing. I continue to think about the poetic years and dreamy seasons of my youth... I think that childhood is like a tree without annual rings, which will never grow old or disappear... Weekly Diary of Interesting Things in Childhood, 500 words 13

Childhood is like the fine sand in your hands. Although you hold on tightly, it passes faster. Looking back at the past, I still can’t help laughing when I count down the interesting things that happened in my childhood. They are just like the colorful shells with different shapes on the beach. There are too many... Now, let me pick them up. A piece of it to share with you.

I remember one time we held a classic reading competition, and the first program was the dance "Lucky Money" performed by my classmates and me. I felt even more nervous, as if there were a bunch of rabbits jumping around. The weather was very cold today, and the students in our dance team walked onto the stage wearing thin shorts and shorts. I was shivering from the cold, and my nose ran down quickly. I wiped it quietly, thinking that I must perform seriously and never make any mistakes. The music started playing, and we smiled and danced to the music, completely leaving our nerves behind. When we walked off the stage, I heard thunderous applause from the audience, and I was so happy.

The next step is the "Classic Collection" performed by our class. We all put on our school uniforms and lined up neatly on the stage. Our teacher Zhai in the audience has been paying attention to everyone. The students were very attentive and recited loudly, and I also used my loudest voice, "The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive, the sun and the moon are waxing...", we walked off the stage amidst applause, and inadvertently I saw a smile on Teacher Zhai's face. I believe our performance will be very successful!

With a gentle sigh, I gently embedded this magnificent shell back into the beach. Looking at this shell sparkling in the sun, I sighed. Thousands. How beautiful childhood is, I will collect and treasure every little memory in it! 500 Words Weekly Diary of Interesting Things in Childhood 14

Childhood, two words that are so heartwarming, they are like a car A big truck filled with our childhood dreams.

I remember that when I was a child, my mother loved to grow flowers, so I often imitated my mother in watering the flowers, but an interesting incident occurred.

I have many flowers at home, but I love that pot of tiger skin sword because it is tall and strong. When watering, I water half a spoonful of water on other flowers and one spoonful on the pot of Tiger Skin Lingjian. When fertilizing, I water a little on other flowers but half a spoonful on the Tiger Skin Lingjian. Therefore, the Tiger Skin Lingjian is in my pot. I often get "spanked" under "protection", and I often get scolded by my mother for this.

One time, I was very thirsty, so I went to drink cold water secretly, but my mother saw me and scolded me. I had no choice but to go back to the house to drink boiled water. Suddenly, my eyes lit up: Mom said that I would get sick if I drank cold water, so wouldn't my "baby" (Tiger Skin Lingjian) get sick if he drank cold water every day? If it is sick, it will definitely have a stomachache. No, I can't let my "baby" get sick. As I was thinking about it, I was worried about my "baby".

I picked it up and imitated my mother's way of coaxing me to drink medicine. I touched its leaves and poured a cup of boiling water into the flowerpot. I also imitated my mother: "Be good, baby, drink quickly, drink." My stomach doesn’t hurt anymore.” After everything was done, I completely forgot about my thirst, and I was still thinking about the tiger-skin sword growing strong!

Needless to say the results the next morning, everyone must have understood. I cried sadly and told my mother the whole story, which made my mother laugh and laugh, and called me a fool. .

Although this incident is just an inconspicuous one among many interesting things, I still can't forget him, because it adds some color to my childhood. Weekly Diary of Interesting Anecdotes from Childhood 500 Words 15

Everyone has many interesting anecdotes in their childhood, and I am no exception. Recalling this anecdotal childhood incident, I still giggle from time to time.

It was a hot summer. My mother secretly went out to buy things while I was sleeping, without me, because she was afraid that I would eat the fruit before I got home. But when my mother came back, I had already woken up, and with my fiery eyes, I saw the bag in my mother's hand - there were things covered with "thorns" inside, which seemed to be edible, and I thought about it.

My mother went to work and I was alone at home. I immediately ran to my mother’s room and turned it upside down, but I couldn’t find those things covered with thorns. A package of things fell out of my mother's closet. I thought it must be something my mother had "stolenly bought" today. I thought to myself, God really pays off! I opened the bag and saw that all the gray little things were smiling at me! It turned out to be kiwi fruit. My mother is so stingy. She bought this baby and didn’t let me taste it. I insisted on trying it. I found a straw and inserted it into the kiwi fruit. When I was about to suck it, I said to the little cutie in my hand: "You will be with me." I'm very happy in my belly." Then he said to the others: "You can't tell mom! However, it is really delicious after being sour! I ate half of it at once, then put the rest into the closet, returned everything to its place, and left my mother's room without leaving any trace.

Mom came back, and when she walked into her room, she seemed to notice something, and immediately opened the closet, "Huh? Why are there so many missing?" I thought to myself, I have hidden it so well, How come you were discovered as soon as you returned it? Does mom really have a sharp eye?

The ending can be imagined, I confessed! Then a political lesson begins!

Did you laugh when you heard my funny childhood stories? Don't just be happy, you must know that you can't lie about anything. In fact, what you think is a perfect ending is full of loopholes in the eyes of others. Be honest! This is the most important thing!