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　　導語：每個人在童年時都是天真的、快樂的。所以：童年是充滿色彩的，也是一去不還的，我們都有一個快樂的童年!可不要讓它失去色彩!下面是yjbs作文網小編爲您收集整理的英語作文，希望對您有所幫助。

 

童年的英語作文(1)

Childhood is a picture, the picture we have colorful life; Childhood is a song, the song with our happiness and joy; Childhood is a dream, the dream is our imagination and vision. In the heart, in my memory of childhood enlightenment let me remember...

It was a scorching sun in the afternoon, my father bought a big watermelon, I saw chan mouth water, can't wait to put the big, round watermelon cut into small blobs, picked it up and went to her mouth, the finish is conveniently threw the watermelon skin downstairs to dad saw me this behavior, criticized me, can I put my dad's words when fallen, in one ear and out the other.

Afterwards, once I come home from school, with the feelings of pleasure and jumping and dancing, all of a sudden "flop" a sound, I stumbled over a watermelon skin, at this time, my good mood don't know where all of a sudden, disappear without a trace. Ah! My knee is broken and bleeding, I returned home to his mother about this matter, and condemned the man throw the watermelon, luckily, this let father heard this, he laughed and said: "the last time you put the watermelon from upstairs throw down, this is retribution." Suddenly, I suddenly realize, of the last throw melon is that thing...

Through this matter, I understand the: throwing things down from upstairs is an uncivilized behavior, moreover, it would hurt others.

Childhood is a picture, the picture we have colorful life; Childhood is a song, the song with our happiness and joy; Childhood is a dream, the dream is our imagination and vision. In the heart, in my memory of childhood enlightenment let me remember...

It was a scorching sun in the afternoon, my father bought a big watermelon, I saw chan mouth water, can't wait to put the big, round watermelon cut into small blobs, picked it up and went to her mouth, the finish is conveniently threw the watermelon skin downstairs to dad saw me this behavior, criticized me, can I put my dad's words when fallen, in one ear and out the other.

Afterwards, once I come home from school, with the feelings of pleasure and jumping and dancing, all of a sudden "flop" a sound, I stumbled over a watermelon skin, at this time, my good mood don't know where all of a sudden, disappear without a trace. Ah! My knee is broken and bleeding, I returned home to his mother about this matter, and condemned the man throw the watermelon, luckily, this let father heard this, he laughed and said: "the last time you put the watermelon from upstairs throw down, this is retribution." Suddenly, I suddenly realize, of the last throw melon is that thing...

Through this matter, I understand the: throwing things down from upstairs is an uncivilized behavior, moreover, it would hurt others.

Summer in the past, the past autumn, winter comes again, throw melon is the revelation of childhood in my mind again and again, but childhood have gone. Now, whenever I see a big, round watermelon, just think of my childhood when throwing the watermelon. In the childhood and heavy in my heart.

童年是一幅畫，畫裏有我們五彩的生活;童年是一首歌，歌裏有我們的幸福和歡樂;童年是一個夢，夢裏有我們的想象和憧憬。在我記憶的心扉中，童年時的啓示讓我至今難忘……

那是一個驕陽似火的下午，爸爸買了一個大西瓜，我看見饞得直流口水，迫不及待的把那又大又圓的西瓜切成一小塊一小塊的.，拿起來就往嘴裏塞，吃完就順手把西瓜皮扔到樓下爸爸看見了我這一行爲，批評了我，可我把爸爸的話當耳旁風，左耳朵進右耳朵出。

事後，有一次我放學回家，帶着愉悅的心情又蹦又跳，突然“撲通”一聲，我被西瓜皮絆倒了，這時，我那愉悅的心情不知道一下子跑哪兒了，消失的無影無蹤。哎!我的膝蓋還磕破了，並且流了血，我回到家對媽媽說起這件事，並譴責扔瓜皮的那個人，正巧，這讓爸爸聽見了，他笑了起來，說：“你上次把瓜皮從樓上扔下去，這下遭到報應了吧。”頓時，我恍然大悟，想起了上次扔瓜皮的那件事……

透過這件事，我懂得了：從樓上往下扔東西是一種不文明的行爲，而且，這樣還會傷害到別人。

童年是一幅畫，畫裏有我們五彩的生活;童年是一首歌，歌裏有我們的幸福和歡樂;童年是一個夢，夢裏有我們的想象和憧憬。在我記憶的心扉中，童年時的啓示讓我至今難忘……

那是一個驕陽似火的下午，爸爸買了一個大西瓜，我看見饞得直流口水，迫不及待的把那又大又圓的西瓜切成一小塊一小塊的，拿起來就往嘴裏塞，吃完就順手把西瓜皮扔到樓下爸爸看見了我這一行爲，批評了我，可我把爸爸的話當耳旁風，左耳朵進右耳朵出。

事後，有一次我放學回家，帶着愉悅的心情又蹦又跳，突然“撲通”一聲，我被西瓜皮絆倒了，這時，我那愉悅的心情不知道一下子跑哪兒了，消失的無影無蹤。哎!我的膝蓋還磕破了，並且流了血，我回到家對媽媽說起這件事，並譴責扔瓜皮的那個人，正巧，這讓爸爸聽見了，他笑了起來，說：“你上次把瓜皮從樓上扔下去，這下遭到報應了吧。”頓時，我恍然大悟，想起了上次扔瓜皮的那件事……

透過這件事，我懂得了：從樓上往下扔東西是一種不文明的行爲，而且，這樣還會傷害到別人。

夏天過去，秋天過去，冬天又來了，童年時扔瓜皮的啓示一次次的在我腦海裏浮現，可童年卻一去不返了。現在，每當我看到又大又圓的西瓜時，就想起了童年時扔瓜皮的事情。童年又重臨於我的心頭。

童年的英語作文(2)

The word childhood, familiar and unfamiliar, it is like a melodious song, reverberate in people's mind. Childhood invited far and cordial, hazy and clear. As time goes by, I gradually grew up. When no longer six. When is already know, childhood has become the past. It's like the balloon of my hands, don't be blown away, floating in the sky, away from me... .

Summer sky of memories, that adorned among them like stars shining is sad or happy memories in childhood. They lay quietly in the night sky of childhood, or shine or dark, with their beauty. A little boy, he will hang on for a piece of candy from the adults in the hands of wrappers; Because his mother learned to write beautiful words praise and rejoice; Because their those who cannot implement the idea of a "strange" frustrated... Recall our formerly done, corners of the mouth will still leave a smile.

Now of I, already know should earnestly study, no longer a day to night will know that naughty; Already know to help parents do something within, no longer so lazy; Already know should be aged respected, not everything in the self-centered. The girl has grown up in the old days...

The past memories and obsolete already now, but the sincere and goodness, but in my memory forever. Time can be weathered rock, but they could not break the penetration in the water droplets and left footprints on it. Childhood. Although it is like the light gradually out of the fog, but still left a impression of flowers of memories...

童年，這個詞熟悉而又陌生，它像一首悠揚的老歌，迴盪在人們的記憶深處。童年邀遠而又親切，朦朧而又清晰。隨着時間的推移，我漸漸長大。當不再過六.一的時候，就已經清楚的知道，童年成爲了過往。它就像我手中的氫氣球，不小心被風吹走，在天空中飄蕩，離我漸行漸遠...... ——題記

盛夏記憶中的星空，那點綴其中猶如星星般閃亮的就是童年中悲傷或歡喜的記憶。它們靜靜地躺在童年的夜空中，或閃耀或暗淡，散發着它們的美麗。小的時候，自己會因爲大人給的一塊糖果而緊緊握住手中的糖紙;會因爲自己學會寫出漂亮的字被母親誇獎而欣喜;會因爲自己那些“奇怪”的想法而不能實現氣急敗壞.......回想起自己種種從前做過的事情，嘴角仍會留下一抹微笑。

現在的我，已經知道應該認真學習，不再一天到晚就知道貪玩;已經知道幫助父母做些力所能及的事情，不再那麼懶惰了;已經知道應該尊老愛幼，不再每一件事都在以自我爲中心了。那個在舊時光中的小女孩已經長大了......

現在往事和回憶已經成爲過眼雲煙，但那真摯和美好，卻永遠留在我的記憶中。時間能夠風化岩石，卻不能擊碎那滲透在其中的水滴和遺留在上面的足跡。童年亦如此。雖然它像那淡淡的霧氣漸漸遠去，但還是留下了沁人花香般的回憶......