I started my trip to Haixi during the May Day holiday. The first afternoon, my friend Xiao Hao and I went to pick wild strawberries. We walked and walked until we came to the foot of a big hill with lush trees. Suddenly, we saw a piece of red in front of Shan Ye. Xiao Hao, who walked beside us, said solemnly, "There is a fire ahead, let's run!" ! Seeing my panic, I turned my head and ran. I didn't expect Xiao Hao to bend down with a smile: "I lied to you, that's the wild strawberry I told you." After a pause, I turned and looked at it carefully. Ah, clusters of wild strawberries are as red as fireballs, especially dazzling in the green grass. Gently pick one and put it in your mouth. Sweet and sour, it melts at once. I can't help eating one after another and can't stop. Seeing my greedy expression, Xiao Hao said happily, "Just have enough to eat."

Another feature of Haixi is dry powder. Rows of neat bamboo sticks are neatly placed on the field, and white wet powder is comfortably lying on it, lazily basking in the sun. In this way, the sun will shine for two days at sunrise and sunset, and then it will be packaged and sold.

It is said that every household in Haixi can make dry powder, and many people still rely on it to get rich! Every day in Haixi, in the morning, go to the fields to see dew and catch fish in the stream; At night, watching the moon in the sky count the stars and fall asleep with frogs.

Haixi is really fun! Let me learn a lot of knowledge that books can't, know a lot of crops, and understand the truth that "every grain is hard"

2. 500-word composition for the fifth grade of Labor Day

"Have a holiday! Have a holiday! " I can't help saying it. The arrival of "May Day" is happy. As soon as I think that a relaxing holiday is about to begin, my first thought is to have a good sleep. I was really tired before the holiday, and now I'm on holiday, liberated and as happy as myself. But I don't know why, after the long vacation, I'm not as excited as before. When I was young, I longed for a holiday soon, because my parents would take me to the park or something. Although I am eager for a holiday now, its meaning is completely different. Now I want to have a holiday to catch up on sleep, do my homework and relax. I don't have the feeling of going anywhere in my mind.

May Day is a holiday for working people. In this festival, everyone should be happy. Because this is a hard-won May Day. The working people had a long vacation. If it weren't for these working people, we wouldn't know what the situation is now.

May Day will be a happy day, and I will put all my troubles behind me. I want to speak out loud. Happy May Day.

3. 500-word composition in the fifth grade of Labor Day

On the morning of May 1st, the bird sang "The Song of May 1st" and wiped the small window made of leaves with its mouth. What a busy day! The little ants are also busy moving, and our family is not to be outdone, ready to clean up. My parents and I are in an orderly way, and the division of labor is clear: my father is responsible for cleaning the windows, my mother is responsible for cleaning the doors, I am responsible for cleaning the tables, and our sweeping robot is of course responsible for sweeping the floor and mopping the floor!

Dad is cleaning the window, humming a ditty, and singing while cleaning the window. What a lovely rag! He followed his brother and walked leisurely to the window. The window seems to be in no mood. In fact, she is so happy! You see, the rag and the hand brother polished her up and made her spotless!

Mother is responsible for cleaning the door. She had a rag in her hand, and she tiptoed to wipe it and bent down to wipe it. How interesting!

Not to be outdone, I took a small pink rag and wiped it on the green table over and over again. The table is very "long", full of small drops of water, rolling happily on the water. How naughty! Then put colorful shuttlecocks neatly on it, just like a beautiful gouache painting!

Robots are fun to sweep the floor and mop the floor! When he sweeps the floor, he will make a "cheep-cheep-cheep" sound. I guess this is his unique voice! He can be stupid sometimes-he will bump into the wall or get under the sofa later.

I love labor, and I love this happy Labor Day! Did you work this Labor Day?

4. 500-word composition in the fifth grade of Labor Day

On May X, the sky was particularly blue, the wind was blowing gently and the sun was warm. My mother and I got up early in the morning and rushed to the animation festival to play. On the way, my mother said to me, "We missed a good opportunity. On X Day, there is a float parade. " . "Oh, what a pity!" I'm a little disappointed. We went directly to the Comic-Con Festival by car, and when we got off the bus, we saw colorful flags flying, huh? There are two big the Monkey King. Mom smiled and said, "That's the mascot of the animation festival. Called xx. " It turns out that xx welcomes us at the door!

My mother and I entered the meeting. There is a sea of people here. It's really lively! There are comic books, dolls, airplane model exhibitions, cartoon screenings and shadow play performances in the venue. The most interesting thing is the three-dimensional movie! Wearing the "magic mirror", the characters and scenery in the movie seem to be in front of you, but they can't be touched. Take off the "magic mirror" and you will never see them clearly.

The movie I watched mainly talked about the interesting things that happened between xx and the captain. One of the most thrilling scenes is that xx drives a spaceship to the space system area. He wanted to get rid of the captain's ship, but he didn't get rid of the captain's ship. Xx was so anxious that a bullet hit the captain's spaceship, and the captain's spaceship lost control and hit "RWVV". "CT area", the system suddenly exploded in front of my eyes, scaring me to lean back quickly.

After watching the three-dimensional movie, my mother and I went to see the shadow play again. It's too noisy. How exactly is it implemented? I really wanted to know, so I sneaked over to see how they played. Wow, the horse and two armed men are controlled by one actor, which really makes me admire!

Walking, we came to Katong District. There is a painting activity there. I also participated. I drew an anime lion, and I named it xx. After painting, I gave it to my aunt, who praised my painting and rewarded me with a big water cup. I'm so happy!

5. 500-word composition in the fifth grade of Labor Day

I had a good time this May Day! Bored at home on Friday, go downstairs to play. I looked in the grass, but there were no crickets, all green, and I couldn't see any eye-catching colors. I went to the flower bed with the most plants in us. It's different! Flowers are blooming, and there are flowers everywhere. Colorful butterflies are flying. They are like dancers, standing on the stage made of flowers and dancing beautiful ballet. The fragrance attracts hardworking bees, who carry baskets to collect honey from flowers. I wander among flowers, but I can't bear to go home. The next day, my father took me to a place called "xx porridge house" for dinner. There are many porridge with strange colors. Father chose black porridge for me to drink I also ordered zongzi, cake and jiaozi ... I can't walk. Later, my father took me to play in xx Park. We rowed and enjoyed the scenery on both sides. Looking at it, my father couldn't help exclaiming, "Our xx is really beautiful!" Yes! We are beautiful. On the third day, my sister and I played at home. At first, we were quite happy. Later, when we were bored, we went to play below.

I played for a long time and lost track of time. Seeing my mother waiting for us at the door, our bureau quickly caught up. It turned out that my mother's key was taken away by me and I couldn't enter the house. It happened that there were guests at home today, and my mother was very angry. I apologize quickly. Although May Day is a little troublesome, I am still very happy!

6. 500-word composition in the fifth grade of Labor Day

Every school holiday, I will stay at my grandmother's house. This winter vacation, my father gave me a special account: "The Spring Festival is coming soon, so you should help grandma with housework." On the morning of the first Saturday, the sound of opening the door woke me up from my dream. It turned out that dad cleaned grandma as usual.

When I got up, my father had started the washing machine in the bathroom. Seeing dad running into the kitchen again, he was ready to fight. Cleaning while washing sheets, isn't this the same as doing wide-angle mathematics in our math class? Dad said, "Combining two jobs can not only use time, but also save water."

Dad cleans the window first. Although the weather was so cold, my father reached out and wiped the outside, and then pulled his hand back to wipe the inside. Repeated wiping, meticulous and agile. Clean the window as soon as possible. The following targets are ceilings, stoves, range hoods, cabinets, walls and floors. Dad wants to take them all down and go to the bathroom from time to time to "take care" of the washing machine.

The most troublesome thing is the range hood, which cut my father's finger. Grandma said, "Don't worry. Leave the rest to grandpa. " But dad insisted on not being injured in the line of fire, wrapped in a band-aid and continued to fight until he won a total victory.

Before lunch, I went to the "acceptance" with my grandmother. When I walked into the kitchen, the whole kitchen was completely new. Huh? Why is there no glass in the window? Look carefully, the glass is too bright. The dirt on the stainless steel range hood, stove and vegetable washing pool disappears and becomes shiny; PVC ceilings, ceramic tile walls and floors can reflect people like unpolished mirrors.

Grandma, who smiled from ear to ear, repeatedly said yes, and Dad, who was still sweating on his head, also showed a smug smile on his face. The community where my family lives is called "the bright spot of the city". It took my father only half a day to make the kitchen a "bright spot" for my grandmother's house. Dad is so good!

Dad taught me a lesson with labor.

7. 500-word composition in the fifth grade of May Day Labor Day

Labor Day belongs to working people all over the world. Every May Day, many people who have been busy with their work finally have a rare leisure time. But my parents don't like it. They still have to stick to their jobs and work late. Because my parents are both doctors. If they rest at home, many patients will not get treatment. Although many students will travel with their parents on May Day, I won't complain about my parents. Because they can help many suffering patients.

I saw the advertisement of Chenghuang Temple on TV and went to play with my grandparents. On the way to the Chenghuang Temple, all the way was smooth. I wonder why everyone doesn't come out to play. When I arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, I was shocked by what I saw: there were a sea of people everywhere, besides China people, there were many foreigners who came with the tour group! We walked in it as if we were wandering in a sea of people.

I saw foreign friends take many photos of these buildings with their cameras. The houses here will be liked by foreigners because they are all built according to ancient buildings. A house made of dark brown tiles, magnificent internal structure and a golden plaque, how can we not let Chinese and foreign tourists linger?

Walking in the snack street, I was deeply attracted by the dazzling array of food. The most crowded place is selling Nanxiang Xiaolong ... Many people walk and eat with boxes in their hands. I joined these people and bought a salt and pepper crab. The crab is fried golden and delicious. Unfortunately, it is a little expensive. In the Chenghuang Temple, the Jiuqu Bridge is also a very attractive place. Because it turns nine bends, it is called a zigzag bridge. Nowadays, there are many small goldfish in this river. They are fed and can hardly swim.

Huh? Why is there smoke coming out not far away? It won't catch fire! I asked grandpa nervously. It turns out that this is a temple, and these cigarettes are produced by burning incense. I listened and decided to visit the temple. Wandering around, I suddenly saw a rabbit fairy. I learned to be an adult and prayed devoutly to get peace. It's getting late and my grandparents are exhausted. I had to go to the store and buy some authentic pear toffee to go home.

May Day is indeed a festival for working people.

8. 500-word composition for the fifth grade of Labor Day

Today is May Day, also called Labor Day. Labor day? Whose festival is this? What's the history? I'll check online. Oh, it turns out that May Day is also called "May Day" and "International Travel Day". This is a workers' day. The origin is: 1 May, 8861day, Chicago 2 1.6 thousand workers went on strike for the eight-hour working system, and finally won after a hard and bloody struggle. Therefore, people designated this day as Labor Day. Walking in the street, I found that many shops were closed and there were many people in the street. In the past, people's faces were in a hurry, but now, their faces are full of happy and relaxed expressions, which makes me feel relaxed and happy at once.

They reminded me that when you walk into a restaurant, a shop and a busy business district, do you know the hard work of the service staff? They always stand up straight after standing all day. When you enter the school, you can see the flash of knowledge, you can hear the communication between books and people, you can see the sweat of teachers, and knowledge makes labor greater. When you integrate everything into society, everything around you is given by ordinary labor. Labor is what everyone wants.

Labor makes thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground; Labor, the immortal magic of building the Great Wall of Wan Li; Labor has established today's high-speed modern information network; Labor turned the barren land of wasteland into fertile land; Labor makes the great rivers and mountains of the motherland more picturesque ... as long as you work, you can make your life better.

Wealth is created by labor. Without labor, wealth would not appear easily. The "pie" that appears is either a "trap" or can't be swallowed.

In May, the dream took off, and Lulu sprinkled rose petals in spring to decorate the green field. In this sunny and warm May, we extend our sincere greetings to all workers: Happy Labor Day.

9. 500-word composition for the fifth grade of Labor Day

After the holiday, everyone went out in droves to welcome the annual May Day holiday. On Labor Day, I solemnly announced to my parents that I would celebrate Labor Day with my labor-cooking a delicious lunch for my family. My mother is a little skeptical: "Are you sure you can do it alone?" Don't you need my help? "I smiled confidently and said," Don't worry, it's no problem. "All morning, I was thinking: What should I cook at noon? Um ... got it! Toona sinensis scrambled eggs, lotus root fried fungus! It's already half past eleven. Do it.

I slipped into the kitchen and hung a sign on the handle of the kitchen door with lightning speed: I'll cook, no idle people.

I washed those dishes, put them on the chopping board one by one, cut the Toona sinensis into small pieces, then pinched off the roots of the fungus and put them in water for later use.

But at this time, the problem came. Although the lotus root has been washed, I'm only in the fifth grade now, and I'm not sure if I can cut the hard lotus root.

But after a while, I came up with a brilliant idea: first cut a section of lotus root into three parts horizontally, and then cut it into pieces, so that the cutting area is smaller and easier to cut. Haha, I am secretly proud of my good idea.

After a while, the lotus root will be cut. Then everything will be much smoother.

Making a fire, pouring oil and serving food, I easily completed these actions. But here, I met a small obstacle. Because I didn't control the water in the lotus root, the oil in the oil pan collapsed, which scared me. I quickly turned down the fire, dug out my mother's long-sleeved silicone gloves for washing dishes and put them on, so I was relieved to cook.

10. 500-word composition for the fifth grade of Labor Day

Labor Day has finally arrived. After breakfast, I saw my mother and began to get busy. Sweeping the floor and mopping the floor ... made my mother sweat. I really don't like it. I can't help moving forward. "Mom, do you want me to help you do some work?" Mother said with a big smile: "Good! Today happens to be Labor Day. " First, I began to clean the furniture. I carefully wiped the house from top to bottom with a rag, and the rag was covered with dust. I'm exhausted. I'm sweating and I can't breathe. But I thought, "cleaning is very hard, but if I can't stick to it all at once, won't what I just did be for nothing?" You must finish what you started. So I started sweeping the floor again. I didn't even let go of the corner, and finally I finished sweeping it. On second thought, I forgot to clean the room. I walked in, skillfully held the broom and slowly swept it up. Just as I was digging under the bed with a broom handle, I found two dead cockroaches! This shows how dirty my house is.

Finally, I filled a bucket of water, washed the mop, wrung out the water and began to mop the floor. I dragged it from the room to the outside with a heavy mop. The water dried up and I washed the mop again. When I finished all the work, I looked at my home again, which was a far cry from before cleaning!

My mother praised me as a good boy when she saw it.

After the labor day cleaning, I understood: "As long as you pay, you will get something." This is also my labor day harvest.