I believe that everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, especially narratives. Records of people and events, diaries, travel notes, legends, news, communications, novels, etc., all fall into the category of narratives. So what does a good narrative look like? The following is a narrative of interesting childhood stories that I have compiled for you. You are welcome to learn from and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to you. Narrative of interesting childhood stories 1
Childhood memories are like flowers. The colorful flowers are happy memories, and the white flowers are sad memories. They all bloom in my heart.
One day, I went to my cousin Li Chen’s house to play. After dinner, my cousin Li Chen introduced me to the quiet girl Xiao Yu and the fat guy Xiao Zhao. I said: "Hey guys, let’s have a pillow fight." "Okay!" Cousin Li Chen said. Cousin Li Chen divided us into groups, Xiao Yu and Xiao Zhao were in one group, and Cousin Li Chen and I were in one group. After grouping, let’s start the battle!
The first game begins! Cousin Li Chen picked up the pillow, took a deep breath, threw it hard, and used a special trick: a powerful boomerang! Xiao Yu accidentally fell into the trap, and cousin Li Chen laughed, which was a bit scary. Seeing that his teammate had been hit, Xiao Zhao was so angry that he picked up the pillow and threw it at me. "Ah!" I couldn't dodge and was hit. After a fierce battle, our team won!
After a short rest, the battle began again. The second game begins! I picked up the pillow, aimed at Xiao Zhao, and threw it hard. Haha, Xiao Zhao has been tricked, I feel so proud! Xiao Yu picked up the pillow and threw it at us. However, she couldn't hit it even if we stood still. The second game is very fierce. If we win, Xiao Zhao and the others will lose completely. However, the result is that we won, yeah! According to the best-of-three-game rule, we won. However, Xiaoyu and Xiao Zhao were not convinced and said, "We will compete in the third game!" So, the third game began.
The third game begins! Xiao Zhao used a unique trick from the beginning: violently flying pillow! Cousin Li Chen's fat body was slow and fell into the trap. Cousin Li Chen was very angry and said: "Try my 'Powerful Boomerang'!" "Ah!" Xiao Yu screamed, and we all said in unison: "Fight with me, don't overestimate your own capabilities!" After a fierce battle Only Xiao Zhao and cousin Li Chen were left. Xiao Zhao eliminated cousin Li Chen with a "violent flying pillow". Xiao Yu and Xiao Zhao cheered. Although they lost, Xiao Zhao was very happy to win a point for their team!
Childhood memories are like beautiful flowers that often bloom in my heart. Narrative of interesting childhood stories 2
My childhood was colorful, and there were many interesting stories in it.
One year, there was a treat at home during the Spring Festival. Mom is busy cooking and dad is entertaining the guests. Because my mother suddenly discovered that there were no onions at home, so my parents sent me out to buy onions because they were short of manpower.
When we arrived at the vegetable market, there were few stalls with people at all because of the Chinese New Year. I walked aimlessly in the vegetable market, looking for a place selling onions. Finally I found one, but as soon as I saw the stall owner, he had small eyes and a mustache. He didn't look like a good person, and I remembered that it was my first time to buy groceries, and I was afraid that he would lie to me. I stood there and hesitated.
When I was hesitating, I saw an aunt buying cabbage, so I went over to take a look and learn a few tricks. "How do you sell cabbage?" "6 cents." "Why is it so expensive! Others sell it for 4 cents, so it's cheaper." "Then, you can take the 5 cents." The stall owner said helplessly. "Okay." The aunt said and picked up the cabbage. I watched from the side as she picked the ones with lots of leaves. I thought to myself: I will also say what the aunt just said. And now I know that no matter what kind of food you buy, just buy food with lots of leaves.
Having said that, I will definitely buy it from him. I took a deep breath. Asked the seller: "How do you sell these onions?" "One yuan a pound, right?" The stall owner looked at me and said. "It's so expensive. People are selling it for 80 cents per catty! Make it cheaper. I'll sell it for a few catties." The stall owner said to me a little sarcastically: "Now that the Chinese New Year is coming, all the onion sellers have left. I'm the only one here." Let's go. Where did you get the price?" I said awkwardly, "Buy two catties." As he said that, the stall owner took a few leafless green onions and put them on the scale. When I saw this scene, I immediately said loudly: "Are you bullying me just because I'm young? Don't think I don't know. People buy vegetables with more leaves, but you actually gave me food with less leaves." The owner suddenly looked at me in surprise and said to me: "Okay, okay, I'll get you the one with the most leaves."
After I finished buying, when I was about to leave the stall, the stall owner said I smiled and said nothing. At that time, I was secretly happy that I had not been deceived by him.
When I got home, I thought my mother would praise me. Unexpectedly, my mother said to me: "You kid, how can you eat these green onions with so many leaves!" At this time, I remembered the surprised look in the stall owner's eyes. Suddenly I understood that it turned out to be because when people buy onions, they buy those with fewer leaves. If there are too many leaves, if they are dry, they cannot be used. But I specifically choose those with more leaves. No wonder the stall owner was surprised.
After this incident, I understood that no matter what I do, I must practice it myself. Don’t just listen to what others say, I must feel and practice it myself.
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My childhood life was happy, joyful, and interesting...
One morning, when I got up, I suddenly heard a burst of noise coming from next door. bursts of laughter. I was very curious, so I ran over and took a look, oh, it turned out to be the neighbor's little brother's goldfish giving birth to small fish. Looking at the lively and cute little goldfish in the fish tank and the proud look on my little brother's face, I couldn't help but feel envious. So, I pestered my mother to take me to buy goldfish. There are so many fish in the fish shop! There are red ones, black ones, big ones, small ones... too many to count. I bought two ones with very big bellies. They were both orange and looked like they were about to give birth to small fish. I got home and immediately changed the water to the fish and fed them feed. Every day I look forward to the mother fish giving birth to baby fish soon.
After three days, the mother fish really gave birth. Looking at the little fish, I was extremely proud. Counted it, huh? There were only four, and I thought: my little brother’s fish gave birth to dozens of fish at once, while mine only had a few. No, I have to find a way to help them give birth to more small fish! After a long time, I finally thought of a "good" way. So, I caught a fish mother and squeezed its belly hard with both hands. Sure enough, the little fish came out of the belly of the mother fish one after another. I was so happy to see so many little fish coming out! While squeezing it back, I said to myself: "This is a great method. So many small fish came out at once." At night, when I went to feed them, I found that they were all dead. I checked the information on the Internet and found out that it is wrong to pinch the belly of a fish to help it give birth to baby fish. Not only did I not help them, but I also harmed them, the baby fish! sorry.
Eat a hard time and gain wisdom. I learned one more thing about fish. Children, you must not be like me! Narrative of Interesting Anecdotes from Childhood 4
Everyone has his or her own childhood, and there are interesting things worth remembering, and I am no exception.
That year I was in the middle class of kindergarten. During the Spring Festival holiday, my mother took me back to my grandma’s house. As soon as we entered the village, we saw a silver-white belt dividing the village into the north and the south. We asked our mother what it was, and she said it was ice formed by the frozen river. I saw many people sliding around on the ice, and I asked my mother what they were doing. Mom said they were skating.
When I arrived at my uncle’s house and saw my brother, I clamored for him to take me skating. My brother took the ice cart and ice picks and took me to skate. "Brother, what are these for?" "You will know when you get there. As promised, you are not allowed to cry while skating!" "Don't cry."
When I got to the ice, I just stepped on it. I fell down hard and was kicked far away. I was so scared that I cried loudly. My brother quickly came to help me: "We agreed not to cry. Come and sit on the ice cart first. The ice is very slippery. You have to walk slowly and play on the ice. Falling is common." As soon as I stood up, I fell again. After a fall, I didn’t cry this time and sat on the ice cart. My brother told me to use an ice pick to pierce the ice and push it back hard, and the ice truck would go away. I tried to do what my brother said, but I couldn't skate well. I paddled at an angle, as if I was drunk and couldn't stand upright. I bumped into other people's skates for a while. It's about to roll over again, always wobbling. My brother supported me behind me and helped me navigate the direction. Slowly I learned to skate, and I no longer needed my brother to hold me. I could move freely on the ice cart. Sometimes I compete with other children, and sometimes I skate in new ways. I am very happy. I think this is more fun than any toys I have at home. After a long time, I actually forgot about the cold. I stood on the ice and started running. I stopped wrestling. After a while, I was sweating profusely. Narrative of interesting childhood anecdotes 5
My childhood is a colorful seasoning box, which contains the ups and downs of my childhood. Childhood is a song that sings our daily joy, and childhood is a painting that depicts our daily joy and anger. funeral music……. Do you want to hear interesting things that happened in my childhood? If you want, I will write you this incident from my childhood:
During the summer vacation of the third grade, I went to play at my aunt's house. As soon as I got home, I played with the neighbor's children. At noon, they all went home. Of course, I was no exception. So I went to my aunt's house for dinner. After the meal, my mother and aunt went shopping, leaving me alone at home
I had nothing to do, so I went to the chicken coop to take a look. , at first I saw an egg, and then I heard the sound of a chick pecking at the shell. Although the sound was small, it was the sound of the chick using its small mouth to catch the hard shell like an iron wall. Although the voice is small, it is a test when a life comes into the world. I looked at him
But at first, the small holes with bigger rice grains were still so big. I was anxious and went to get the eggs and prepare to peel them. My aunt came back. .
After he asked me to put down the eggs, he said to me: "If you help him break the shell, the chick's mouth will not be flexible, and he will not be able to peck, and he will die later.
< p> This thing I did when I was a kid was ridiculous and silly, but it inspired me. Children, do you know what inspiration is?"Catch dragonflies!" "I looked at the dragonflies flying all over the sky, ready to pounce.
I held the butterfly net tightly with both hands and raised my head. The dragonflies were all crowded into a pile, as if one net could catch several. I raised my hand, "Three, two, one!" I said "Brush." ??With lightning speed, he picked it up, eh? After catching nothing, the dragonfly swarm seemed to be divided into two halves, but it quickly reunited. I was not discouraged and prepared for a surprise attack, so I moved closer to them step by step and slowly raised the net. Unexpectedly, it was still there. I was startled, and they flew everywhere. I saw that the situation was not good, and chased them all the way. I was so tired that I squatted on the ground and looked at them, and they stopped on top of me like a tease. At this time, my eyes lit up. , a straggler stopped on the ground! I opened my mouth wide, but didn't dare to make a sound. I put the net on the ground and then raised a corner and moved it towards the abandoned dragonfly. "Pop!" I closed my eyes tightly and didn't dare to breathe out. After a while, I squinted. Open one eye, it’s a dragonfly! I opened my eyes wide and felt very excited.
Catching dragonflies was the happiest thing in my childhood. Narrative of interesting childhood stories 7
Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, happy songs; childhood things, wonderful things; a string of childhood footprints; a mountain of childhood photos. The colorful childhood life is filled with countless laughter and laughter.
It was a summer afternoon. When I was five years old, I went to the beach to play with my father and brother. This is my first time to the beach and I am very curious about everything. Close to the sea water, there will be some pits dug by others for soaking in sea water, and many people are lying there to soak. I saw that my brother and dad also dug a big hole for soaking. I felt itchy in my heart. I couldn't wait to get a toy shovel and a small bucket and dug hard. Finally, I dug a big hole, but there was very little water in the hole. Just use a small bucket to fill a puddle of water, and you can finally take a dip!
I accidentally fell down with a "plop". Who knew, I dug too deep and the water even went over my head. I shouted desperately: "I'm so embarrassed!" "Pa dad, Ge Dou!" I couldn't hear clearly in the water. Because there were very few people at that time, and even if there were people, they were far away from us, so no one heard my shouts. Fortunately, my brother vaguely heard my shouting not far away, and found that I was missing. He walked over quickly and took me out of the water: "Ah, sneeze - you choked me to death." My brother gloated: " Haha, who told you to be careless?" Dad helped me dig a small hole again, and I lay there carefully. Fortunately, it was very comfortable. Suddenly, the sand next to me collapsed, covering me in the sand. There was only one head left on the sand. "Dad, brother, come quickly!" They were already far away and could not hear my voice. "No way, just stay here for a while." Unexpectedly, they thought I was fine and actually played for nearly half an hour, causing me to be exposed to the afternoon sun for half an hour. When I went home and looked in the mirror, I looked like a black African.
Memories are always beautiful. Although my childhood has gradually left me, those carefree and happy days will never fade in my memory. The memories of childhood still exude a charming fragrance. Narrative of interesting childhood stories 8
Everyone has childhood, some are colorful, some are unrestrained, some are innocent and sweet, and some are regretful and unforgettable...My childhood is like a clear stream, with colorful pebbles leaning on each other in the stream. , pick up the largest and roundest pebble, you can't help but feel a little nostalgic, and you can't help but make people laugh.
It happened six or seven years ago, when I was still in kindergarten. It was another weekend. I opened my eyes in a daze. Not only did I yawn, but I found that the quilt had been kicked aside. When I got up, I found that I was dizzy, so I ran to my mother and asked doubtfully: "Mom, why is my head dizzy?" My mother touched my head and said in surprise: "Oh! ! My head is so hot, I must have a cold!" I followed my mother and bravely went to the hospital to get the injection and then returned home. On the way, the sun was so bright that the cicada kept shouting: "It's so hot! It's so hot!" After a while, it flew away again. I thought: the cicada should have gone to find a shady place to rest. Bar! Opening the door, I went to the homework book on the table under the window. The sun shined through the window and heated the homework. I recalled my mother's words and was afraid that the homework book would also catch a fever.
I thought about it: Mom and dad used to put the meat in the refrigerator, and it became cold after taking it out. Otherwise, I'll put the homework book in the refrigerator! Thinking of this, I hurriedly put my homework book in the refrigerator. When the cold air inside came out, I couldn't help but shiver and yawn. One day later, when I took out my homework book, there was a thick layer of ice on it, like a meatloaf. What to do? I looked at the thick "meat cake" and couldn't get the ice off it. I thought it should taste good, so I took a bite with relish. well! Almost knocked my teeth out. I looked at the faucet and thought: If water can melt salt, it should also be able to melt ice. I turned on the faucet, put the "meatloaf" on the basin, and then happily ran out to watch TV. After watching it for an hour, I came to the kitchen and picked up the book, which was wet. I originally wanted to dry the book, but unexpectedly it turned into wrinkles. I looked at my homework book and burst into tears. My mother got up from her nap and saw my embarrassed look. She couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Hengji, why are you crying?" "I...I..." I told my mother what happened.
When my mother heard this, she laughed so hard that she almost couldn't breathe. She said: "Books don't cause fever. Only people can have fever. What's more, if you have a fever, you don't put it in the refrigerator, but you need to see a doctor! I'll go to Xinhua Bookstore and buy you another one later." As soon as I heard this, my frustration turned into happiness. I took my mother's big hand and went to buy books together.
The silly things I did in my childhood still make me laugh when I think about them now. Childhood is colorful, like flowers blooming in spring; childhood is unrestrained, like the waves playing freely on the beach; childhood is innocent and sweet, like eating honey from a honeycomb. I will keep my childhood silly things in my heart forever. Narrative of Interesting Anecdotes in Childhood 9
Childhood is like a wonderful fairy tale, carefree and seemingly only about playing games freely, which is extremely wonderful. And my childhood was like a joke book, with wonderful pictures and embarrassing things every day.
I was very timid when I was a child, especially afraid of the dark. Therefore, I never dared to sleep alone in my bedroom. I always squeezed my father into my room and let my mother hug me to sleep, so that I could It feels safe, except that every time I wake up I find myself back in my room.
One time, my mother had something urgent to do when she returned to her hometown, so she didn’t take me with her. My father was busy with work every day and had no time to take care of me, so I could only sleep alone. Looking at the dark room, I felt very scared. What if a bad guy appeared? At this time, I found that the curtains were moving slightly! I thought to myself, it's over, it's over, there must be a bad guy hiding behind the curtain. What if he wants to rob or kill me? I was very panicked, so I got dressed and got out of bed, opened the curtain suddenly, and there was nothing! It turned out that the window was not closed properly and the wind blew the curtain. It was a false alarm, so I felt a little relieved, closed the window, and went back to bed. Just when I was about to fall asleep, the zombies I saw in the movie suddenly came to my mind! They were all wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms and red official hats, and they were jumping around regularly. I seemed to see those strange blue eyes again. I suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly, my heart pounding. The ground was jumping and my back was wet. I rubbed my eyes hard, but I didn't see anything. But this made me feel even more uneasy. What if it could become invisible? I didn't dare to fall asleep, but the sleepy bugs attacked me again and again. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I hurried to find my dad...
Although my childhood was a bit childish and ridiculous, when I think about it now , you can’t help but smile knowingly. Narrative of interesting childhood stories 10
Childhood stories are like waves in the sea. When no one asks about them, they are as calm as a mirror; when someone asks about them, they will stir up a huge wave.
When I was two years old, my father bought me grape juice. The grape juice tasted sweet and sour. I loved drinking it because the color of the grape juice was purple-black. I was only two years old at the time. So it was assumed that all liquids of this color were grape juice.
One time when I went to dinner, my friend’s father bought a bottle of drink. Wow! Isn’t that my favorite grape juice? Purple and black, just right, but the packaging is different. I I thought: It must be a different brand! I didn’t know how to read at the time, so I was even more sure that it was grape juice.
So, I poured the "grape juice" into the cup, picked up the cup and poured the "juice" into my mouth. After just a few sips, I felt that the taste was a bit strange. Then I thought: after all, it is a different brand, so the taste will definitely be different. So, I continued to drink. When I finished the glass, I was just a little sleepy and my head was dizzy. I thought: I must have not slept well last night.
But I didn’t realize that my face was very red. My mother happened to notice it. She was shocked and came over immediately and asked me: "Why do you want to drink?" I said: "This is not grapes. Juice?" Then I told my mother everything. She couldn't laugh or cry and said, "This is wine, children can't drink it randomly!"
This interesting childhood incident has passed. It has been many years, but it is still like the waves, one wave after another that never ends. Narrative of interesting childhood stories 11
There are strings of childhood stories, bursts of childhood laughter, and piles of interesting childhood stories. Childhood is an interesting world. Let’s also listen to interesting stories about my childhood.
It was a beautiful and sunny day in spring, and the teacher took us on a spring outing. We walked along the edge of Yunlong Lake with neat steps. Several small boats were racing on the sparkling lake; the blue sky was as clear as a piece of sapphire; the sun was still smiling at us. The charming spring scenery is really refreshing.
Suddenly, a pavilion appeared in front of us, and the teacher suggested: "Let's stop and play a game." The teacher asked us to line up in two rows, men and women, sit under the pavilion, and play "Feihua Ling". game. In the first round, we played a poem with "water". The two teams took over, and the team that couldn't catch up lost. "The first round begins!" The teacher gave the order in a loud voice, "The girls team goes first!" All he heard was "The falling clouds and the solitary swans are flying together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky." Zhu Xiran stood up and said with confidence. . Not to be outdone, I continued: "Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Jingkou." The competition was going on fiercely and nervously.
After a while, I heard the girls team say: "The smoke is cold, the water is in the sand, and the night is in Qinhuai, close to the restaurant." Suddenly, everyone in the boys team was speechless, and everyone had a look of fear on their faces. Just when the girl was feeling proud, I was so anxious that I immediately thought of a poem: The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water. Haha, the girls team couldn't catch this poem, so they had to admit defeat. "The boys' team wins, the boys' team wins!" Every boy's heart is filled with pride.
We continued to play intense and interesting games, and bursts of joyful laughter floated over Yunlong Lake. Narrative of Interesting Anecdotes in Childhood 12
Childhood is our most innocent and immature time. We always do many interesting things in childhood, and I am no exception. In my childhood, there were many interesting things, such as endless shells on the beach, but the most eye-catching one was this one.
When I was a child, I had an electric toy that could sing and dance. It was the "pearl in my eye". I always like to hug it, listen to it singing children's songs, doing funny dance moves, and making "gurgling" laughter from time to time.
By chance, I discovered that the reason why my "baby" could sing and dance well was because there were two short and thick "little sticks" in its belly. This discovery made me extremely happy. I was dancing as if I had discovered a new world. If it were left to me, wouldn’t I be able to do it? Then, I can become a star. right! Just do it! I couldn't help but be excited about this "great" plan. So, I put the "little stick" on my head and sang and danced like the toy. But I can't do it like a toy. I was anxious and angry. At this time, my mother came over and looked at the two "tentacles" on my head with great confusion: "What are you doing?" I tilted my head, my face full of innocence: "Plug the little stick in and it will be done." Sing and dance, and become a star!" My mother couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "Baby, this is a battery, it can only be placed in a toy, it will be dangerous." I nodded in understanding.
Now, when I think back to my thoughts at that time, I still can’t help but laugh. Narrative of interesting childhood stories 13
My childhood was different from others. It was interesting and boring, happy and sad. Now let me talk about my childhood!
When I was four or five years old, my parents took me to my grandpa and grandma’s house. The next morning when I arrived at grandma’s house, because grandma let the chickens out for exercise every morning, grandma said: “My dear granddaughter, do you want to go to the backyard and play with chickens?” “I really want to see them. Look, grandma, can I go?" I asked a little happy and a little scared. My grandma took me to the backyard to watch the chickens. When I first came to the backyard, I saw that the entire yard was covered with green grass, but there were also a few tall and graceful trees with a few small red flowers under the trees. After looking over there, I looked over here. "Hey, what are those?" I pointed at a group of light yellow chicks, and grandma replied: "They are chicks!" "Why are they like fluffy little balls?" I have to ask if I don't understand something. . "Because it's hairy." Grandma touched my head. After listening to what grandma said, I came up with a clever idea: catch them, tie a rope to the chick's head, and pull it like a pet.
Just do it if you think of it. I was running towards the chickens, and I saw them ducking away. Some were hiding in the grass, some were hiding behind the trees, and some were still chasing me looking for a place to hide. I "fancy" the smallest and fattest chick. Then I chased it, and after chasing it for a while, I caught it. The chick pecked my little hand for a while, and screamed "chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp" as if calling: "Help! Mom." I ignored it. After pecking me, he ran into the house to get a rope. After getting the rope, he tied it up, but later let it go.
I spent my childhood happily in the countryside. Narrative of interesting childhood stories 14
Opening the treasure chest of childhood, the past reappeared in front of my eyes...
It was a Sunday. My friends and I were sweating profusely while playing outside. We were resting when suddenly, a gust of wind blew over us. We all felt so refreshed! I suddenly thought: By the way, since being blown by the wind will be very cool, why don't we catch the wind. In that case, we can keep the wind blowing. I gathered my friends together and formed a wind-catching team. Liu Zhixing and I were in a group. A gust of wind blew over. I hurriedly grabbed it with my hands, "I caught it, I caught it, I caught the wind." I was so excited. Shouting, Xiaoxing heard it, and hurriedly came over, reaching out to grab my wind. I hurriedly turned my body to one side, and the wind disappeared. Xiaoxing and I had to sit in the bamboo forest and wait for the wind. Sure enough, after a while, the wind came again. When it started blowing, Xiaoxing and I started to implement our plan to catch the wind. I ran on the left side of the wind, and Xiaoxing ran on the right side of the wind. I shouted: "One, two, three, catch it." Xiaoxing and I We rushed towards the wind together, but unexpectedly, the wind didn't catch us, and Xiaoxing and I even bumped into each other. Suddenly, Xiaoxing shouted: "Xiaosong, come on, I caught the wind, it's so cool!" I hurried over, and as soon as I arrived, Xiaoxing said: "Ah, no, the wind has escaped, and Xiaoxing and I Xing had no choice but to re-implement the plan to catch the wind, but it turned out to be in vain.
I couldn’t help laughing as I recalled every detail of my childhood.
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Childhood, like a photo album, records the innocent memories. I accidentally opened this photo album, and I saw the innocence and ignorance of my childhood, and I couldn't help laughing.
I remember when I was in kindergarten, one day at noon, my father took me to the countryside as a guest. When I saw the fragrant braised beef on the table, I was so greedy that my mouth watered. The uncle on the side seemed to see what I was thinking, and said seriously: "Children can't eat beef, otherwise they will turn into cows!" After hearing this, I immediately swallowed my saliva and thought: Turn into a cow? I don't want it!
After a while, I really couldn’t resist the temptation of beef, so I thought: I shouldn’t be able to eat even a little bit! With self-comfort, I picked up a small piece with my hand and put it into my mouth while the adults were not paying attention. But before I could eat it, I felt like I had turned into a cow and couldn’t walk anymore. My feet were shaking with fear, and I thought: What should I do now? If I become a cow, my parents will no longer recognize me. The more I thought about it, the scarier it became, and I burst into tears uncontrollably. My uncle and father heard the sound and came over and asked: "Hanhan, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" I told them everything in detail while crying.
What I didn't expect was that they said, "No, you're just kidding." Then they started laughing so much that I burst into tears too!
Look, was I very "stupid" at that time? Now that I think about it, it’s really funny!