在我童年的生活寶庫中，有許許多多對各種活動的記憶，這些就像一顆顆發(fā)光的珍珠，串成一串光彩奪目的項(xiàng)鏈，構(gòu)成了我豐富多彩的童年生活。

In the treasure house of my childhood life, there are many memories of various activities, which are like luminous pearls strung into a string of dazzling necklaces, forming my colorful childhood life.

記得五歲那年，一次偶然，聽到爸爸和姐姐聊天說道：“誰肚子里的墨水多，誰就有學(xué)問。”

I remember when I was five years old, I overheard my father and my sister talking and saying, "Whoever has more ink in his stomach will have knowledge."

一天，爸爸不在家，我偷偷跑到爸爸的書房里，拿起一瓶墨水，擰開蓋子聞了聞臭臭的，心想：這墨水可真難聞，怎么喝呀？我用舌尖甜了一小口，哇！又苦又澀。我靈機(jī)一動，從廚房里拿來了白糖，往墨水里放了一勺糖，攪拌一下，又舔了一口，還是那么澀，沒辦法，為了成為一個有學(xué)問的人，我只好捏著鼻子，“咕咚咕咚”喝了下去。我高興地大喊：“我終于有學(xué)問了?！?/p>

One day, my father was not at home. I sneaked into my father's study, picked up a bottle of ink, unscrewed the lid and smelled it. I thought to myself, "this ink smells terrible. How can I drink it?"? I took a sip with the tip of my tongue. WOW! It's bitter and astringent. I had a brainstorm. I took white sugar from the kitchen, put a spoonful of sugar into the ink, stirred it, and licked it. It was still so astringent. I couldn't help it. In order to become a learned person, I had to hold my nose and drink it. I cried happily, "at last I have knowledge."

這喊聲引來了媽媽，媽媽過來一看，驚訝地問：“你嘴上是什么東西？”我興奮地說到：“是墨水啊！”“你這孩子，沒事喝什么墨水?。俊睔獾脣寢屵厙Z叨邊去取毛巾給我擦嘴巴。“爸爸說誰肚子里的墨水多，誰就有文化?！眿寢屝χf：“傻孩子，墨水不能喝，爸爸說的墨水指的是知識。”聽了媽媽的話，我不好意思地笑了。

This call attracted my mother, who came to have a look and asked in surprise, "what's on your mouth?" I said excitedly, "it's ink!" "What ink do you have to drink, boy?" Angry mother while nagging to get towels for me to wipe mouth. "Dad said that whoever has more ink in his stomach has culture." Mother said with a smile, "silly boy, ink can't be drunk. What father said is knowledge." After listening to my mother, I smiled sheepishly.

我的童年故事有趣吧！

My childhood story is interesting!