有關我的童年初中英語作文

　　童年是一支筆,描繪出美妙的圖畫。對於你來說，你的童年是怎樣的?下面，是小編為你整理的，希望對你有幫助!

　　篇1

　　My childhood was happy with my mother’s love .In my young heart, my mother was strong and healthy and never got sick. She took me to the primary school and home every day. No matter when it’s rainy or windy.

　　But one day, after we got home from school, my mother went into the bedroom and stayed in bed. I didn’t know what had happened.

　　I　sat beside her , my mother said to me , “it doesn’t matter , mum only has a headache . I will be all right after a while.” Although mother said so, I found tears in her eyes because of pain, at that time I knew adults also got ill and cried. I decided I would take care of my mother from then on.

　　篇2

　　I was born in a small county which is poor. Therefore, there were no beautiful clothes or many toys. Before I went to school at six, I only played with my peers nearby. It was such a wonderful period that I would never forget. We always made our toys independently, which cost no money at all. Sometimes, parents would help making toys as well. We could play from morning to night until parents told us to go home for dinner. However, as a rural child, I must help my parents doing farm work in the busy season, such as planting and harvesting. Besides, my mother is a teacher. Therefore, she began to teach me to read and count when I was three, so I had to spend some time I study. Now, remembering it, I feel much happy rather than upset.

　　我出生在一個貧困的小農村裡，因此不能擁有漂亮的衣服和玩具。在我六歲上學之前，我都是和鄰居的同齡小朋友玩，那是一段我無法忘懷的快樂的歲月。我們通常都是自己做玩具，不花一分錢，有的時候我們的父母也會給我們做一些玩具。那個時候，我們可以從早晨玩到天黑，直到爸爸媽媽叫我們回家吃飯。但是，作為一個農村的孩子，在農忙的時候我也必須要幫忙家裡幹些農活，像是種植和收割這些。另外，我的媽媽是一名老師，因此在我三歲的時候她就開始教我識字、算術了，所以我還要花些時間在學習上。現在，回想起這些，我更多的是快樂，而不是煩惱。

　　篇3

　　I always dream about returning to the past. As many people say, childhood is the happiest and easiest time in one’s life. Children show you their true emotions.

　　They know what is compassion and what is tolerance better than adults.

　　In their world, all real thoughts are presented.

　　They may easily have different opinions with others, but they never understand what is animosity.

　　They enjoy making friends but they never think about making social communication net. Every child talks from the bottom of his heart without evil plans hidden and never intrigues against each other.

　　Only in children’s way can adults make our life simple, more real and more enjoyable.

　　I wish everyone’s heart would keep as innocent and lovely as they ever did in their childhood. Then, the walls between our hearts can be broken down and the world would be a better place to live in.