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童年记忆英语作文

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【篇一：童年记忆

英语作文】

When

the

flower

is

thanks,

it

can

be

opened

again;

the

leaves are yellow and can be green again; and the happy

childhood is gone, but what happened in my childhood is

It is unforgettable. I remember that when I was seven

years old, my father and mother said to me all day,

ah, you say you are seven years old, you have to learn to

be

independent,

can

you

sleep

yourself?

Although

my

mother

said every day, but I did not promise, because I always

thought

that

there

was

a

ghost

and

someone

in

the

dark.

But

one day, my mother has dared say I was a coward, afraid to

sleep. When I fell into the trap:

sleep on my own today!

At

night,

time

to

sleep,

dad

and

mom

went

to

the

bedroom,

I also slowly with anxious and fearful feeling into their

own small bedroom. I looked around: the door was closed,

the

windows

were

closed,

the

curtains

were

pulled,

and

then

again, the shivering lights went to bed. I was full of

horror.

I

always

thought

about

some

ghost

stories.

I

pulled

the

quilt

over

my

head

and

didn't

open

my

eyes

with

my

hands.

But for a long time, I could hardly breathe when

I

was

covered

in

quilt.

I

gathered

courage

to

open

the

quilt,

sat

up and turned on the light, and there was nothing. Well,

it

turned out to

frighten

yourself.

I

lay

down and went to

bed

again.

When

my

mother

taught

me,

when

I

couldn't

sleep,

I counted sheep and fell asleep. So I had one sheep, two

sheep, three sheep... The number of ground can still not

sleep.

At

this

moment,

I

feel

like

someone

out

of

the

window,

I duoduosuosuo to open a curtain, it is a flower of the

shadow,

it

is

a

false

alarm.

I

worked

hard

to

calm

my

mind,

and I didn't know when I fell asleep.

On

the

morning

of

the

second

day,

I

slept

soundly,

was

waked up by my mother, and my mother asked me how I slept

last night. I was proud to say,

nothing, there is no ghost in the world, but it is his own

scare!

This

is

my

childhood.

This

is

my

unforgettable

childhood. Now, though I feel a little childish now, how

can

you

say

this

is

not

a

beautiful

scene

in

the

unforgettable childhood?

花儿谢了，可以再开；树叶黄了，可以再绿；而快乐 的童年

却一去不复返，但是童年里发生的事却

令人难以忘怀。记得那是我七岁的时候，爸爸、妈妈就整天

对我说：“宝儿啊，你说说你都七岁了，得学会独立了，能不能

自己睡啊？”虽然妈 妈天天说，

但是我也没答应，

因为我一直以

为黑暗处有鬼 、有人。但是有那么一天，妈妈用了激将法，说我

是胆小鬼，不敢自己睡。当时我就中计 了：“谁怕谁？今天我就

自己睡！”

晚上，睡觉的时间到了，爸爸、妈妈都走进了卧室，我也慢

吞吞的怀着惴惴不安的心情走进了自己的小卧室。我环顾四周：

门也关了，窗户也关 了，窗帘也拉上了，然后又确认了一遍，哆

嗦的关灯上床了。我满脑子都是恐怖的画面， 总想一些鬼故事，

我用双手用力的将被子拉过头顶不敢睁眼。

可是长时间的在被子里捂着，

不一会 儿就喘不过气了，

我鼓

起勇气将被子掀开，坐了起来，打开灯，结果什么 都没有。哎，

原来是自己吓自己。我又躺下重新睡，妈妈教过我，睡不着觉的