小学生优秀英语日记阅读分享带翻译Childhoodanecdotes童年趣事
Childhood anecdotes 童年趣事
Childhood such as space in numerous stars. Some are happy, some sad, some are ashamed. Today, I want to say is a funny thing.
童年的往事如太空中的繁星点点，多得数也数不清。有些是值得高兴的，有些是悲伤的，有些是惭愧的。今天，我要说的是件好笑的事。
Remember that one morning when I was five years old, I followed my mother to go to the market to buy food. On the way home, I saw someone selling balloons, red, yellow, green, purple...... See the children of the same age were grinning, holding a balloon bounce came. I was very envious, blubber, cried to my mother to buy me a balloon. My mother could not resist my Ruanmoyingpao, finally bought a balloon.
记得那是我五岁那年的一天早晨，我跟着妈妈一起去菜市场买菜。在回家的路上，我看见有人在卖气球，有红的、黄的、绿的、紫的……看见同龄的小朋友个个咧着嘴，抱着个气球蹦蹦跳跳地走过来。我心里羡慕极了，又哭又闹，嚷着要妈妈买个气球给我。妈妈经不住我的软磨硬泡，终于买了气球。
After lunch, my father went to bed, my mother went out, and I can not wait to come up with a balloon to play. I'll bring the balloons thrown to the sky, I saw the balloon in the air swirls; while the balloon at the top of his head, ran back and forth in the room, ran accidentally tripped, the balloon landed on the a water tank, I spent a Herculean effort to remove the balloon. I looked at the wet balloon extremely sad heart, how to do? I get a brainwave, think of a few days ago, mother put my wet clothes in the hearth baked, not and in a short while wet clothes dry. So I have a plan: since my mother can bake wet clothes, why can't I bake balloons? yes！ A balloon with a torch. I immediately find to the stove, happily students from the stove, but the stove did not live up but blackened face, really is no corrosion to the chicken rice. I'm not discouraged, continue to fire, finally put the fire. I put a balloon on the stove hearth baked, but just close to the balloon, suddenly, "bang", the balloon exploded. I was shocked, could not help but jumped up. Beautiful blue balloon instant into pieces. Dad heard the voice heard came, saw my little black and the pieces all understand. He laughed and laughed: unable to restrain the emotions, "my little family ah, the balloon is not baked......"
吃过午饭，爸爸睡觉了，妈妈出去了，而我就迫不及待地拿出气球玩。我一会儿把气球抛向天空，只见气球在空中打着旋儿；一会儿把气球顶在头上，在屋里来回跑，跑着跑着不小心摔了一跤，气球落到了一个装着水的水缸里，我费了九牛二虎之力才捞出气球。我看着湿漉漉的气球心里难过极了，怎么办？我灵机一动，想起前几天妈妈把我的湿衣服放在炉子边烤，不一会儿湿漉漉的衣服就干了。于是我心生一计：既然妈妈可以烤湿衣服，为什么我不可以烤气球呢？对！用火把气球烤干。我立刻找来炉子，兴高采烈地生起炉子，可是炉子没生起来反而把脸熏黑了，真是偷鸡不成蚀把米啊。可我毫不气馁，继续生炉子，最后终于把炉子生好了。我便把气球放到炉子边烤，可是气球刚靠近，突然，“啪”的一声，气球爆炸了。我吓了一大跳，不由得猛地跳起来了。美丽的蓝气球霎时变成了碎片。爸爸听见声音，闻声赶来，看见我的小黑脸和地上的碎片便全明白了。他情不自禁地笑了，边笑边说：“我的小祖宗啊，气球是不能烤的……”
Until now, every time I think of it, I couldn't help laughing......
直到现在，每当想起这件事，我总会忍不住
