童年趣事像天上的星星,数也数不清。这些美丽的星星装满了我的记忆。我时常摘下一颗,欣赏它的晶亮,感受它留下的快乐。记得上幼儿园时,爸爸给我买了个小巧的订书器,本子总掉页就拿订书器订。我学着爸爸的样子把本放在订书器嘴里,使劲儿一按,就订好了。看着订好的本子,心里美滋滋的。我想:这东西真好玩,不如 Childhood stories like the stars in the sky, countless. These beautiful stars fill my memory. I often take off one, appreciate its bright, feel it to leave happiness. I remember when kindergarten, my father bought me a small stapler, the total out of the book took the stapler set. I learned my father’s way put the book in the mouth of the stapler, make an effort to press, booked. Looked at the book set, my heart brimming. I think: This thing is really fun, not as good