天真的童年

天真的童年

瞿溪小学兴学校区六《2》班潘黄愉一

每个人的童年都充满回忆，或美好，或快乐，或伤感，而我的童年却无比天真。

那天，我考试得了一百分，外婆给了我一百元当奖学金。哈哈，我又有了一张百元大钞！回家路上，我思索着怎么使用，这时，窗外闪过几棵果树。对呀！我一拍脑门，俗话说：“种瓜得瓜，种豆得豆。”种钱不就得钱吗？哈哈哈~~我真是个天才！

说干就干，一路小跑回家，我赶紧拿出铲子和几面红旗，撒腿就向楼下的花园跑去，一眨眼就没了影子。我找了个显眼的位置，用铲子挖了一个洞。望着我那红色的“毛爷爷”，竟有些舍不得了，但一想到会长出许多“毛爷爷”，我立刻狠下心来，咬紧牙关，把钱一把扔进了土里，再用土轻轻地盖上去。咦?好像还缺了什么。对，是水！于是，我撒了些水上去。走时，我还插了几面红旗，以便下次来寻找，这下保准没问题了!

从此以后，我每天都准时准点地浇水，

希望它尽快发芽，长出属于我的“毛爷爷”。时光流逝得飞快，转眼间，已经过了一个星期。但是，我的“毛爷爷”树还是没有生根发芽。难道是它生病了？难道它被虫子吃了？种种疑问在我脑海中回荡。有一天，我终于压抑不住我心中的好奇，把土挖开了。天哪！这竟是我的“毛爷爷”，已经碎得面目全非，我放声大哭了起来：“哇~~~哇~~~”。

妈妈正好在边上散步，一听见我的哭声，便马上跑了过来，问我怎么了。我只好抽噎着将事情告诉了妈妈。妈妈听了，哭笑不得地对我说：“俗话说的是好，但也不是种什么就有什么，在我们所知道的范围内，也只有一小部分是可以种的。”听了妈妈的话，我似懂非懂的点了点头，可是我那张可怜的百元大钞怎么办呢？妈妈叹了一声气，说：“既然它已经发生了，那也只好随它去吧，而且它最终还是不能起死回生的。”

就这样，我的一张百元大钞壮烈“牺牲了”。

我的童年是那么天真烂漫，我怀念快乐的童年时代，虽然它一去不复返，但是给我

留下了美好回忆，长大后不会再有“种钱”的故事了，我要用勤劳的双手和聪明才智开创美好的未来。

Naive childhood

Everyone's childhood is full of memories, or good, or happy, or sad, and my childhood was very naive That day, I got one hundred points in the exam, my grandmother gave me a scholarship of $one hundred. Ha ha, I have a hundred dollar bills,Then the trees flashed past the window. Yeah! I shoot a forehead, as the saying goes: "you reap." the money does not have money? Ha ha ha ~ ~ I was a genius!Do trot home, I quickly took a shovel and a few red flags, and started to run to the bottom of the garden, no shadow

in a blink of an eye. I found a prominent position, with a shovel to dig a hole. I looked at the red "Grandpa Mao", actually a little reluctant, but the thought of numerous "Grandpa Mao", I immediately malicious, teeth, put the money into a soil, then the soil gently cover up. Why? It seems to have missed. What is right, then, I sprinkle water! Some water. Go away, I also put a few red flags, in order to find the next time, I no problem!

henceforth, I every day on time and watered it as soon as possible, to germinate, grow belong to me "Grandpa Mao". Time flies so fast, blink of an eye, it had been a week. However, my "Grandpa Mao" tree did not take root. Is it is it sick? The worms eat? All sorts of questions echoed in my mind. One day, I finally couldn't help my curiosity, the soil dug up. Gosh! This was my "Grandpa Mao", has been broken badly, I cried out: "wow wow ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~".

mother walk right beside, hear me cry, immediately ran over and asked me what was wrong. I had to sob the matter told the mother. Mom listened to laugh, said to me: "the saying is good, but not for what there is, in the scope of our know, only a small part can be kind." after listening to my mother, I all nodded, but what about my poor hundred dollar bills? Mother sighed and said: "now that it has happened, it also had to let it go now, but eventually it cannot revive"

so, my one hundred dollar bills "heroic sacrifice."

my childhood is so naivete, I miss the happy childhood, although it has gone for ever, but I have wonderful memories, grow up there will be no more "money" to the story, I want to use industrious hands and ability and cleverness to create a better future.