Everyone must have been exposed to composition, especially narrative writing, which is one of the main types of writing composition. The six elements of narrative writing are: time, place, person, event (passage), cause, result, etc.

How should I write this type of composition?

The following are primary school narratives I compiled. Welcome to read and collect them.

Elementary School Narrative 1 That day, I was sitting on a subway heading to Nanshan.

When it stopped at Futian Station, an old man walked into the subway.

The seats on the subway were just full, but the old man stood there, looking particularly lonely and out of place.

I thought hesitantly: "Should I give up my seat to grandpa? Should I do it or not?"

At this time, a little boy in first grade stood up and gave up his seat to his grandfather. The grandfather declined at first, but later he accepted the little boy's kindness.

This scene made me regret. Why didn't I give up my seat to my grandfather just now? I kept thinking about this problem on the way home.

One night, my mother and I went out for a walk. After walking until about nine o'clock, we went home.

On the way home, my mother went back to the store because she had something to do, so I had to walk home alone.

I met an old woman. She was holding several shopping bags filled with various foods, and she was also carrying a 10-pound bag of rice on her shoulders.

Seeing this, I hesitated again: "Do you want me to carry something for you, grandma? Do you want me to do it or not?" I fell into a moral decision again, and I didn't think about it until the grandma returned to her home.

Do you want to help her?

I regretted it again. Why didn't I help others in time when they needed help? I fell into deep thought.

After thinking about it twice, I understood: I want to be a person who sacrifices myself for others, puts others before myself, and helps others. I cannot be a selfish person who doesn't give a cent when helping others.

From then on, whenever I saw others in need of help, I would always lend a helping hand to them, such as helping an old man cross the road, picking up garbage when I saw it... I have done many good things.

Elementary School Narrative 2 "Everyone needs love; the sky is the same and the earth is the same." Listen, the sound of reading has already come from the campus.

Look!

Everyone is seizing the time, holding Chinese classics and immersing themselves in the ocean of books.

Since the classic reading activity was launched, our school has set off a craze of "reading classics and learning classics".

"If a young man doesn't work hard, the old man will be miserable." and other famous sentences have become our motto to encourage each other.

Looking back on the days when I read Chinese classics, I can’t help but feel excited.

I maintain an endless affection for Chinese classics. It has broadened my horizons, cultivated my sentiments, and given me spiritual wings. The fragrance of books has accompanied my growth along the way.

When I was a child, I was taught by my elders to read the Tang poem "Spring Sleep Without Feeling the Dawn" and recite the Song poem "Thousands of Miles Away to the Beautiful Chanjuan".

Listening to them talk about the four great classics, they taught me the principles of life and the true knowledge of life from ancient poems.

But to be honest, when I read those classics when I was a child, I always seemed to understand them but not quite.

When I picked up the "Three Character Classic", I only learned that "people are inherently good in nature"; when I put down the "Disciple Rules", I only learned that "the elders stand, the young do not sit, the elders sit, it is their destiny to sit".

But this alone won me praise from my parents, greatly satisfied my little self-esteem, and strengthened my determination to read classics.

In this way, my parents praised me for reading classics.

Later, when we went to kindergarten, the teacher taught us "Disciple Rules". Although we had no idea what it meant, we could read it like a stream of water. When we got home, we recited it to our parents very well.

Every time during recess, a few good friends and I would hold hands and recite aloud, "Disciple's rules, sage's precepts, first filial piety, second brother, second faith." When the children in the lower grades saw it, they cast envious eyes, and in our hearts

so gorgeous!

Last year, the school wanted to select students to participate in the city's classic recitation competition. I was lucky enough to be selected, and under the guidance of the teacher, I once again truly entered the classics.

Gradually, I was able to appreciate the essence of it and discovered that "there is actually a golden house in the book."

"When three people are walking together, I must be my teacher." The words "Reviewing the past and learning the new" are engraved in my heart, leaving deep marks; bit by bit, they flow into my heart, as if they are a trickle of water nourishing my life.

Heart.

Classics made me, a fledgling bird, gradually grow up and gain happiness and success.

"If you don't accumulate small steps, you can't reach a thousand miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become a river." I think this is what the classics are trying to tell us.

While reading the classics, I had conversations with sages and heart-to-heart conversations with saints. I gained a lot of lessons from the classics.

A good book and a good sentence are like a cup of fragrant tea, exuding a delicate fragrance all the time.

Reading classics such as "The Analects of Confucius", "One Hundred Thousand Whys", and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" flaps the wings of my soul. Classic books one after another accompany me as I grow.

Elementary school narrative 3 One day, the head teacher announced that today’s midterm exam will be held.

The exam started, and the students were all very nervous. Some stopped to think, and some wrote smoothly. Only Xiao Ming sat there with a sad face. Xiao Hong asked Xiao Ming: "What's wrong with you?" Xiao Ming said: "I forgot.

I brought a pencil." So, Xiao Hong lent the pencil to Xiao Ming without hesitation.

Xiaohong is really helpful.