Happy childhood composition 500-600 words

Childhood is like a string of colorful bubbles, full of innocence and childlike interest; Childhood is like a colorful rainbow, weaving countless innocence and happiness; Childhood is a beautiful song with lively and interesting notes. Looking back now, I feel nostalgic and ridiculous.

When I was in grade one, I learned a lot about animals. I know a thing or two about flying in the sky or climbing on the ground, but the only thing that puzzles me most is the domestic chicken. Like other birds, it has a pair of wings, but I don't think it can fly over the low wall in the yard. Therefore, I have always dreamed that one day it can fly high. My parents went to work overtime on Sunday, which was "a sparrow fell into the rice jar-lucky" to me. From the henhouse in the yard, I pulled out the ever-victorious rooster, accepted this plan A, and the plan began. I led the rooster with the most plumage to an uninhabited dead end, and then led out its old enemy, the dog. Sure enough, the dog chained in the yard all day has changed a lot. Suddenly, he broke free from the chain in my hand, jumped forward and stared at the rooster, as if thinking about how to enjoy the "Chinese food" in front of him. Chickens are jumping around in a dead end as if they had met a ghost. Where can a dog put it? It just took the tiger down the mountain and jumped on a chicken. In desperation, my long-awaited miracle finally appeared-the chicken flapped its wings and flew. Just when I thought the chicken would fly in the sky like a swallow, who knows, it stopped on the wall as before.

It seems that my plan A is "cactus blossoms-yellow". I am so angry that I can't wait to invent a bottle of medicine that can make the chicken fly at once, let it drink, and let my wish come true as soon as possible. Just when I racked my brains to come up with the second plan, the chicken, like a victorious general, held its head high and began to walk casually on the wall. This really made me "add fuel to the fire" and thought, "Hum, you ungrateful cock, how dare you oppose me, with the intention of" lighting a lamp to pick shit-looking for shit (death) ". I thought hard and finally came up with a perfect plan B. I immediately grabbed a handful of millet from the kitchen and put it on the ground not far from the chicken. Then I hid behind a big banyan tree to see what the chicken would do. Haha, as I expected, the chicken really couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, jumped down from the low wall and ran to taste the delicious food delivered to the door. You little thing, always so greedy, what do you think? You've been cheated this time! I sneaked up from behind the chicken, grabbed it, threw it hard and let it spread its wings in the air. " Long live Plan B! ""Long live Plan B! "Just when I was intoxicated with joy, that guy suddenly came to a'180 degree somersault'. Like a skydiver, he spread his wings and only heard a whoosh, and the chicken landed safely again. Seeing that it was so ungrateful, I jumped up angrily again. ...

Unconsciously, my parents came back. Seeing that I was out of breath, they asked me what was wrong. I told them the whole story hesitantly, but what I didn't know was laughter. My father stroked my head and said, "Silly boy, how can a chicken fly when its wings have degenerated?"

Suddenly, there was a clear sound and laughter from my home, which spread to every corner of my childhood and I will never forget it.