我的童年英语作文10篇

我的童年英语作文10篇

我的童年英语作文：

My childhood is like a colorful dream， there happened many interesting things to let me in distress situation， let me tell you a today。

Remember when I was four years old in kindergarten school，one day， I ate a curved bananas， after eating， I also want to eat， but dad said: bananas to eat many fire。 I dont have to eat。

At night， I saw the sky there is a yellow and curved banana，I dont know if it is curved moon， thinking: I can play knife and fork。 But I want to again; Bananas are grow on trees， but this evening in the sky， its strange。 But I also the piranhas stretch out his hand to catch up， but catch nothing。 Vigorously up to scratch dad saw me curiously ask: son， what are you scratching? I said excitedly: dad， you see， the sky has a big，big banana， you help me to take down let me eat! Dad heard laughing held one hand to her belly， a hand clap my shoulder and said， son， it is not a banana， but a crescent moon。 No，it isnt。 Its a banana， I want to eat。 Dad listened to the patient said to me: son， the moon is a star， whenever night，

it will slowly e out for our lighting， it is our good friend。Is not you want a banana。 Listened to dads explanation， I understand nodded his head。

Now I was the first graders， never do stupid things like that again。 But every time I saw the crescent moon， I can not but laugh at my stupid。 Ah， its very interesting childhood。

我的童年就像一个七彩的梦，里面发生过许多趣味的事让我哭笑不得，今日就让我给你讲一个吧。

记得那时我才四岁，在幼儿园上学，一天，我吃了一个弯弯的香蕉，吃完后我还想吃，可爸爸却说：香蕉吃多了会上火的。我只好不吃了。

晚上，我看见天上有一个又黄又弯的香蕉，我不明白那是弯弯的月亮，心里想：这下我能够饱餐一顿了。可我又想;香蕉是长在树上的，今日晚上却长在了天空里去了，真奇怪。可我也不管三七二十一了伸手就往上抓，可是什么也抓不着。爸爸看见我一个劲地向上乱抓的样貌奇怪地问：儿子，你在乱抓什么?我兴奋地说：爸爸你看，天上有一个很大很大的香蕉，你帮我拿下来让我吃了吧!爸爸听了笑得一手捂着肚子，一手拍着我的肩膀说：儿子，那不是香蕉，而是弯弯的月亮。不，那是香蕉，我要吃。爸爸听了耐心的对我说：儿子，月亮是一个星球，每当晚上的时候，它就慢慢地出来为我们照明了，它是我们的好朋友。不是你想要的香蕉。听了爸爸的解释，我似懂非懂的点了点头。

此刻我已经是初一年级小学生了，再也不会做那样的傻事了。可我每当看到那弯弯的月亮时，我就忍不住笑自我傻。哎，童年真是太趣味了。

我的童年英语作文：

My childhood is unforgettable。 Five years old， I want to go to kindergarten every day。 I had a lot of time with my kids。My parents took good care of me， I dont need to worry about food and clothing and other things。 I had a good time in those days。 But one day my mother told me that she would not go to pick me up after school。 I was afraid of a person to go home，so I started to cry， very angry with my mother。 Although I insisted that she and my father should protect my safety， they still dont agree with me。 They think it is good for me to learn to be independent。 Second days after school， I had to take a bus home。 When I got on the train， I forgot to look at the road， so when the car is getting far from my home， I am very anxious。 At last， I got to the end of the station， and then I went home by the same way。 When I told my parents my story，they dont think it was a mistake， instead， they think its a useful experience。 From that time on， I will not let them pick me up after

school。