My childhood in a family was not wealthy but did not spend too much difficulty in the environment, so do not know what is the pain does not know what is happiness, life for me is just a hazy dream, regardless of heat or cold, as long as there are three meals to eat, and buddies will to be happy to spend the day reading and playing together.

　　At that time, I am very feisty, the number of students can work it out, I can work it out, the students of a page on the characters can be red mold teacher three red circle painting, I will be painted in five, as long as the teacher said about who wrote the words I must write good-looking, he. Within a week, for these, I have every day in the observation of others, to imitate others, but I just lost in my sister's. Every time the exam to get back problems, sister to a bit more than I do, her characters are the red mold, the teacher drew a red circle, she wrote that beautiful and neat, my parents always admired her sister better than me, why do I will lost my sister?

　　One day after school, I ran home to sister is jubilant, fell on the table a painting, it was a red crown green tail and colorful big cock, round black eyes, straight neck covered with layers of red hair yellow 11 Fen, two strong long legs covered with gray the scales, my sister said to me:

　　Do you think it's all right?

　　OK, fine, just a little......

　　No, I haven't finished saying, she put up the brush, dip some white pigment in the cock black eyes, do not know why, the chicken is alive, was flying up. My sister said when she saw me in surprise:

　　It was a little bit short, so the chicken was dead and had no spirit, and with that, his eyes were alive, and he lived.

　　I see! I suddenly understand a truth, I also more than sister because she is a little bit more than I a more subtle observation and understanding of things like me, just blindly memorizing and imitating, so where did the lack of soul.

　　When I knew my weakness, I made up my mind to catch up with her in every way. Nevertheless, I am still not willing to let my sister in the eyes of my parents stronger than me. The fifth grade before the summer day, or go home from school, just open the gate, he heard a girl singing clear, although the sound crisp and high pitch, but often out of tune, I know it is a sister in the examination practice song. My sister singing unexpectedly let me find a challenge to her chance, so I ran to my brother and I live in the house, jumped into the pit, a stack of quilts to sister housing apart under the corner, because which has a round flue and sister the walls of the room, I owe my toes hands cling to the mouth, the flue, a round hole alignment, sing the song sister is practicing the torch in one fell swoop, lit up the darkness before the dawn, you are the helmsman, hold the direction of navigation, the young Chinese Co | production | party, you are the core, you are the direction, we will never follow you, we always follow a certain China liberation...... I have to sing when I opened the door, my sister came in and said to me:

　　You sing very well. Teach me a lesson quickly.! I will not be able to sing the exam again in two days

　　Do not teach, do not teach I do so.

　　Winter vacation arrived, the teacher let us write a childhood interesting, I carefully recalled, and a piece of past flashes in my mind......

　　Remember when we were in kindergarten, we studied drawing chicks. The teacher painted us first, and then we painted. I'll see what other kids do, and then I start writing. After the painting, I looked at other people's paintings and I painted different, I said to him: you painted wrong, chicken should have two eyes, how do you draw an eye? So, he, like me, added an eye to the chicken. But when the teacher gave me only two five pointed stars, I asked curiously, does the chicken have two eyes? The teacher smiled and said, there are two eyes from the front, but one eye from the side..

　　When I got home, I showed the picture to my father, and I asked my father, is there anything wrong with it? Dad said: yes, this is a piece of cake, this small problem is to escape my piercing eye! The chicken painted one eye more. I was shocked and asked, how did you know that? In fact, I made similar mistakes when I was a child, and then I paid attention to my observation and thought more frequently. I haven't made such mistakes since then.. Dad said with a smile.

　　I know: it is normal for a man to make mistakes, but he must learn from mistakes so that mistakes are made. However, since mistakes are also rewarding, I often make mistakes and should not be a problem.

　　No, I made a mistake again! One day, I blew a lot of small holes in my clothes. When I got home, my father saw it and said, you've made so many small holes that you're going to become a beehive.! I sat up, and said: Daddy, I want to eat honey. Dad said: then I buy a jar of honey, buy a few cactus, pull out the thorns, put on your body, and then put a little honey, so you want to eat, just take, how good!! Don't mention me. Even mother envies you. I hastened to say: yes, I have sputum these days, can not eat sweet.. Dad said, no sooner said, the money is ready.!

　　These are my childhood Chen sesame rotten millet, now, that little mistake again, but between me and dad bickering or common understanding.

　　In my heart, pretend to buy a lot of childhood fun. They are like the stars in the sky, and they are countless. But one of the brightest stars shines in my childhood. Let me take the stars for you!

　　It was 8 years ago during the summer vacation when my mother and I went back to the countryside to visit our older grandmother. In my early childhood, I didn't go to visit my grandma, but I went to play with my cousin of the same size.

　　One day, grandma and uncle and aunt were going to go to the ground. Mother was afraid that grandma was tired, so she went with them. Now, I play with my cousin at home. But my cousin broke the vase of her grandmother without care. We all knew that the vase was in the hands of grandma, afraid of falling. It was a baby whose mouth was afraid of turning! Grandma placed us first, and the vase was second! But my cousin broke it!