In ordinary daily life, people always have to touch or use writing. According to different genres, writing can be divided into narrative, explanatory, practical and argumentative. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following are 8 excellent fifth-grade compositions I compiled for you, hoping to help you. 1
Time flies. It has been more than three months since school started in the blink of an eye. After three months, it's like Youlong, blooming autumn chrysanthemums and Hua Mao Chunsong. . The scene of just starting school more than three months ago and stepping into the school gate of No.28 Middle School is still vivid. At this moment, I really feel that I have benefited a lot from recalling the Chinese nutrients that I have "absorbed" in these three months.
Chinese, I have been very interested in this subject since I was a child. At present, the Chinese teacher is the head teacher in the sixth year of primary school and junior high school, so the requirements for it are also very strict, and it is also my specialty subject in several main courses.
three months' study time is very fast, but after careful review, it is considered very long. However, if I am in it, it will pass like a blink of an eye. When I am studying, I feel that I have been in the boundless sea of learning and trying to explore its mystery. Until now, I am still absorbing and digesting the "true classics" of Chinese that I have learned in the past three months.
When entering junior high school, the requirements for Chinese are obviously different from those in primary school. With the increasing knowledge points and the enrichment of other subjects, the pressure of learning suddenly increases. Originally, I used to get more than 9 points in the primary school Chinese exam, and my daily homework was basically solved in 2 minutes. However, in junior high school, there has been a qualitative change, and all the requirements are more stringent. The famous paragraphs of texts, classical Chinese and model essays required by Chinese can be seen everywhere. From a few short words in primary school to a series of notes as dense as stars, it is precisely this that I gradually gained a foothold in this new world of learning. As the saying goes, "Only those who have experienced tempering can become great!" Yes, after more than three months' experience, I learned how to use various sensory techniques to describe my own article as a masterpiece, smelling the book and tasting the connotation. The subject of "Chinese" has been engraved in my heart forever. Of course, without a good master, how can spar become jade? Teacher Chen, the head teacher, is a good gardener who knows many profound philosophies and has outstanding educational ability. In her class, I have never been careless. I can't say that my concentration is too strong, but that teacher Chen's class is really wonderful. The exquisite language is like the sound of nature, playing a melody, attracting students who are doing little tricks from time to time and listening carefully. It didn't take long for my language to advance by leaps and bounds, and a heavy stone fell to the ground, and a piece of gold was shining with dazzling light!
Of course, I have lost some places since the beginning of school, that is, my daily exercise and piano practice time. Because of the richness of subjects and the increase of homework, I have to constantly compress the training time in these areas. Due to the lack of guarantee of time, various sports and piano skills have greatly regressed. However, I think it depends on human effort. By improving learning efficiency and arranging time reasonably, exercise time can be guaranteed, and the secret of improvement is to make full use of class and school time and try to solve questions and homework at school. In any case, more than three months since the beginning of school still outweigh the losses. I believe that in the near future, I will be taller, stronger and better through hard work! Before, I thought reading was an annoying thing. However, slowly, I feel the happiness that books bring me.
when I was in the second grade, my mother told me to study, so I ran away. Since the third grade, there has been a new Chinese teacher in our class. In the first composition class, the teacher asked me, "How do you think you can write a good composition?" I said, "We should read more extracurricular books and use good words and sentences appropriately in our composition." "Where do you get the good words and sentences in the composition?" The teacher asked again. I said, "I got it from a book." The teacher affirmed my answer. That time, I listened to the teacher's method. Before writing a composition, I regarded it as a document, memorized all the good words and sentences in the article, and used it flexibly when writing a composition. As a result, my composition level has been greatly improved. From then on, I fell in love with reading, and my Chinese grades continued to improve.
You may ask me, "Aren't you tired of reading?" I will not hesitate to say, "I'm not tired, because I can write wonderful articles easily when writing a composition." The more books I read, the closer I get to the world, the more I understand the meaning of life and the more I feel the importance of reading. " Books have gradually become an indispensable thing in my life, and have become my happy partner. Excellent composition of grade 5
3 "Look at the red and wet place, and flowers are heavy on the city of Jin Guan" is a famous sentence written by Du Fu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Now let me take you to see the rain in Jinjiang.
The rain in Jinjiang is sometimes a continuous drizzle, sometimes a downpour, and sometimes a storm. It's really varied. If you don't appreciate it carefully, it's hard to appreciate its charm.
actually, the scenery in the rain is more beautiful. Look at Jinjiang, ah! The rain is thin, like an embroidery needle, and it goes straight into the ground intermittently. Raindrops fall into the river, and the originally quiet river is suddenly beaten like a nest.
The sound of rain is really strange. One minute, the raindrops fall on the green leaves, making a "tick-tock" sound, and then they fall on the roof, making a "knock-knock" sound. They are singing and playing. This scene is like an excellent pianist playing a "ode to rain".
At this moment, the rain stopped, and everywhere was covered with a layer of white mist. At this moment, flowers, trees and people in the distance can only see their faces clearly when they are near, and when they turn around and look again, their backs seem to have entered an illusory fairyland.
The night rain in Jinjiang is so charming. On the sparkling river, there are drizzles. The raindrops fall into the water, and the night scenes reflected on the river are suddenly broken, just like a kaleidoscope played by children, which makes you dazzled and dazzled.
The rain in Jinjiang moistens everything and nourishes everyone who lives in this city. I love the rain in Jinjiang. My parents took me to Xiamen this summer vacation. Our first stop is the Science and Technology Museum. I have visited all the dazzling experience activities in the Science and Technology Museum. What impressed me most was the mirror maze in the museum.
wow, there are so many mirrors, one connected to the other, just like a glass house enclosed. In order not to let us hit the wall, the staff sent a foam stick and touched the front mirror with the stick while walking. Starting to walk, I followed a little brother, straightened my stick and passed the first mirror smoothly. It doesn't seem that difficult. I want to put down the stick and try it myself. Look up, huh? There is a little brother in front, a little brother on the left and a little brother on the right. Turn around and there is a little brother behind. Which one is the real little brother? Anyway, I walked straight ahead. Ouch! My head! I was unlucky enough to get caught. I had to pick up the stick and walk carefully. Touch this side, it won't work, and touch that side still won't work. Just when I was depressed, my mother reminded me: "Look at his shoes!" " This trick finally worked, and soon I walked out of the mirror maze smoothly.
why is this maze so difficult to walk?
after my repeated research, I found that there is a lot of knowledge in it. Everyone knows that light travels in a straight line, right? The light shines on countless plane mirrors, forming countless light reflections. As soon as you go in, people seem to be separated into several, and no matter which direction you look, they are the same person. At this time, our brains will misjudge and can't tell where the real way out is.
A small mirror, after people's design, can be compared with Zhuge Liang's Bagua Array. This time, I finally learned a lot. It seems that it is urgent to use my brains and master more scientific knowledge. 5
When I think of the word "spring", I always think of the scene of everything reviving when spring comes back to the earth. At the same time, I also think of the spring ode "To Spring" written by the famous Norwegian composer Edvard Grieg. This piano lyric sketch vividly depicts the situation when spring comes to the earth and expresses people's joy and excitement.
speaking of Greg, I'm sure you won't feel strange! He is a famous Norwegian composer and pianist in the second half of the 19th century, and a representative of Norwegian folk music school. He has major works such as Piano Concerto in Minor and Norwegian Dance Music. "To Spring" is a spring ode of the richest man with Nordic flavor, and the music adopts trilogy to express the expectation of spring.
At home, on the road, whenever and wherever, there are always two things that accompany me-books and music. My favorite one is To Spring written by Greg.
whenever I hear that familiar melody, I always close my eyes, listen to the call of spring with my heart, and feel the passion of spring with my heart-in Norway, winter is a long and cold season, but spring, on the contrary, represents sunshine and hope! Winter has gone to spring, although the snow and ice have not melted away, we can feel a seed symbolizing hope sprouting and expanding, indicating the arrival of spring to people. In the climax of the music, I was also full of emotion, and I let the Buddha see that the willows and willows on the riverside, singing and dancing, all greeted the arrival of this spring; The neat rice seedlings in the field are scrambling to stick their heads out of the soil to show people their vitality; In the valley, under the call of Oriole's beautiful song and the caress of Miss Chun's delicate hands, the river wakes up in a deep sleep in winter and runs happily; A sea of flowers in the garden is bathed in bright sunshine and blooming with charming smiles; On the road, people have already taken off their heavy cotton-padded jackets and put on light clothes, and walked out of the house to welcome the arrival of Miss Chun ...
Whenever I turn on the stereo, the lyrical and melodious piano music slowly pours down and flows into my ears, fresh and comfortable; Flowing into the heart, the heart is yearning! I can't get tired of hearing it!
The beautiful music of spring aroused our endless imagination of spring, and cheerful notes brushed away the chilly spring chill. In this beautiful season, let's enjoy spring, meet music and write a spring movement with our own wonderful pen! Excellent composition of grade five 6
Hello everyone! I am a gift that everyone gives most often on holidays-milk. Today, my brother and I were "adopted" from the "home" (supermarket), and I have a new home.
When I first arrived at my new home, my master put me on the coffee table, had lunch with a stranger and left. My biscuit brother and I were anxious and shouted, "Master, master! Where are you going? Don't leave me! " But the master turned and left as if he didn't hear anything. I saw the yoghourt sister patted me on the back and whispered, "Stop screaming, it's no use. We came last week. When I came, there were many companions, but they were always taken outside by the owner of this room and never came back." "Then where are they?" I asked curiously. Sister continued: "If he looks good (beautifully packaged), he will be given away by the owner of this house, or he will be thrown in the garbage." "ah!" I exclaimed in surprise that my sister was taken away by the host before she could finish talking with me. Her clear eyes sparkled with tears and she reluctantly said goodbye to us. After a while, my master came back and threw me in the garbage, and I was still in a coma.
"Wow, there's milk to drink!" A child in rags held me in his hand. I was very surprised. The child's eyes were full of happiness, which was completely different from the eyes of the children who were dismissive at home before. The child looked particularly energetic in the dim light, and the grandfather on the side had a kind smile on his face, watching the child finish the milk. Without milk, I have no life, but I have done a meaningful life, because I have made a child in a poor family happy, and I am very pleased with it.
Let every gift have a warm home! Because it can not only make the people who receive the gift feel happy, but also make this gift valuable for a lifetime. Excellent composition in grade five 7
"Ho!" With a roar, one of my tigers started to make waves again. He climbed to the top of the mountain for a while, looked at his own "land", rolled on the ground for a while, and laughed loudly ... Don't think that there is a tiger in our house, in fact, it is a naughty and naughty boy.
So-so
It's another brand-new morning. As soon as the genius turned pale, an annoying voice suddenly woke me up: "Hurry! Get up! I will be late for school! " I saw him riding on my body cheerfully, shouting loudly.
rubbing my sleepy eyes, I rolled over in a daze and went to the restaurant for breakfast. He finished his breakfast at the speed of wind and clouds, and then sat in a chair and burped. My muddleheaded brain gradually woke up with the breakfast. "No, today is Saturday!" " I choked by accident. Look at the calendar again, and the word "Saturday" on it flashes like stars. "Today is Saturday!" My eyes can't help but burst into flames. "You ... today is Saturday!" I suddenly had a feeling of being played. "oh? Is it Saturday today? " He stared at the calendar stupidly, and he could fit ten eggs in his mouth. "Well ..." He seemed to think of something and jumped back to bed. "Don't bother me, let me sleep for a while." He was clutching the quilt, ready to sleep again. I looked at him in distress situation. "This little careless!" I picked up a book and read it.
full of energy
Look! Just after sleeping in the cage, this guy opened his eyes wide and looked for something to play with. Open the lid of the toy box for a while and take out the car to play; Playing with my books for a while, throwing them aside and piling them up; After a while, he threw the brush around and picked it up meticulously ... After an hour and a half, he finally stopped destroying it and went to look for delicious food.
I looked at the "mess" he made with a black face and was unwilling to clean it up. "This guy is really alive and kicking!" Who knows, as soon as I packed it, he ran back excitedly and played with toys again. "no!" I shouted feebly.
gobble
The sun blinks in the sky, and time is like water. It's almost noon.
A smell of meat came slowly from the restaurant, and he immediately "drooled down three times in thousands of feet" and bared his teeth and came to the restaurant. "wow! Sauce ribs! " Like a hungry wolf, he opened his mouth, grabbed one in his left hand, took one in his right hand and threw it all into his mouth. "well! Delicious! " He chewed his mouth full of oil and his cheeks bulged like a ball. "Did you wash your hands?" Mother asked with a plate of bean sprouts. "Mm-hmm ..." His mouth was full of meat, and he could only make a series of vague sounds. He finally swallowed the ribs with sauce. "I washed them early!" He grabbed another one and sent it to his mouth.
when I get there.