In daily life or work and study, everyone is familiar with writing. Writing is a verbal activity that people express their ideas in written form. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is a special fifth-grade birthday composition I compiled for you, hoping to help you. Special Birthday Grade 5 Composition 1

It was my birthday last Friday. Early in the morning, I jumped out of bed excitedly, dressed quickly, washed my face and brushed my teeth, and wolfed down my breakfast. After eating, I picked up my schoolbag and skipped to school.

I was so excited that day, because it was my birthday. On the way to school, I just want to go home: a sumptuous dinner, piles of gifts, delicious cakes, grand parties, blessings from relatives ... The more I think about it, the happier I am. So, at school, I want to impress my teachers, have a big birthday when I get back, and let my parents praise me, hee hee, that's my birthday!

as soon as I entered the school gate, I greeted the teacher politely and saluted the janitor. In the morning reading, I sat straight and studied hard; In class, listen carefully, take notes carefully, and write the teacher's blackboard on the book word by word; Homework is also neat and error-free. When I got home from school, I got on the bus excitedly. After I got off the bus, I went straight home with lightning speed. I was still holding several letters of commendation sent to me by my teacher, thinking about my mother's surprise after seeing it, and my father gave me a thumbs up. Wow ... < P > I pushed the door open with such hope, but it was really a different scene to meet me: although there were praises, it was only an understatement; There is no delicious food, only ordinary food can't be used in ordinary meals; Not even a birthday cake, not even a trace of a gift. I was dumbfounded at once: I worked so hard at school to get a table of home-cooked meals! My mother asked me to eat, but I refused to move chopsticks. At this moment, my mother came over and said something to me, and then she sat beside me all the time. This sentence is like a panacea. I just returned to normal in a flash. I ate this meal for two hours, and the whole family was completely immersed in the strong affection. To this day, I still remember what my mother said: "Although I didn't have a grand birthday this time, there is no parent who doesn't want to celebrate their children's birthdays!"

Every time I think of it, this sentence still touches me, making me willing to accept my parents' selfless love after the impulse of "misunderstanding and willfulness". Special Birthday Grade 5 Composition 2

Today is my birthday, and I had a special birthday.

Early in the morning, my parents and I went to Bai Causeway and Su Causeway to play. There are pink and green, and tourists are in groups of three or five, which is very lively. I pick up the camera from time to time and take pictures of this beautiful scene. This time, I also brought my bike specially. It feels so good to ride a bike on this charming embankment. When my father passed me by bike, I rode as hard as I could. As a result, I passed my father. I was very happy!

In the afternoon, our Pathfinder holiday team came to Zhejiang Education College to fly kites. There are so many people coming here to play! We play in groups, and my father and I are a group. Dad helped me hold the kite, and I pulled the string to go far away. As soon as dad let go of the kite, I ran. As I ran, I watched the kite fly, and the kite slowly flew into the blue sky. I shouted excitedly, "mom, look!" My kite flew into the sky! " .....

when we were tired of running, we began to eat cakes. My mother, like a waiter, divided the cakes into plates one by one, which was very enthusiastic and thoughtful. When eating the cake, I accidentally put cream on my face, like an old man with a white beard. The students all burst out laughing when they saw it. I also took a photo with Wang Yue, because today is Blair's birthday. Students also gave their carefully prepared gifts to Blair and me. We are very happy!

After a few games, parents came to pick up their children. We can only go home reluctantly. Special Birthday Grade 5 Composition 3

I wandered around the crescent transmission station, standing in the artificial rain, and let the drizzle pass through my clothes without hindrance. Through the pattering water curtain, the "May 19th" on the date card in front of the station is ambiguous. The last stop was icy Pluto, and the next stop was extremely hot Mercury. My job is to manage and measure the trajectory of invisible optical fibers in the solar system, so as to open up a new transmission route of electronic consciousness and design a more magnificent journey for later travelers. My footprints are all over the interstellar electronic road. With our work, the universe will be bustling and the constellation will echo with songs. We are wandering around the world, never lingering anywhere, or giving birth to unwarranted attachment, just like my stopover on the moon now.

after the rain, the sun shines. A group of young girls in their prime drifted by me, emitting a youthful fragrance.

"back to earth? Carry it? "

I immediately understood the meaning of that glittering and translucent look. You must be at least 16 years old to be allowed to use electronic consciousness for interstellar travel, but at present you must be accompanied by an adult. Her companions have found their own carriers on the way. Older people either take nothing or are selfless because they also have children of the same size. If it weren't for the scarcity of tourists now, they wouldn't want to find a young man like me to carry it, because it is often expensive. I deliberately smiled and remained silent.

"the conditions are very high?" She asked with a smile.

I shook my head. "I just hope to attend your outing." I pointed to her bag. Mercury line has not been opened yet, and the transit will take several hours to complete. I am willing to use this time to breathe the breath of spring breeze and bathe in the color of spring scenery with them.

The transmission room began to accelerate symbolically, and the normal operation of human consciousness depended on the shelter of this small compartment. In the dim light, the red data on the sign keeps jumping, and the person being transmitted seems to be a sculpture. Since the data transmission of electronic consciousness, people's travel ability is close to infinity, and elegant consciousness is flying everywhere. If you live on the moon and need to work on Mars every day, as long as you connect your consciousness with the computer network, you can ensure that you are "launched" back and forth every day and night. Your temporarily unconscious body is still in the moon home, while "consciousness" is guiding the work on Mars. It's guidance because you don't have to do it and you can't do it. The instructions of thinking will control the computer to do the work, even if your work is the most primitive farming or steelmaking. Of course, the more wonderful use of this function also includes travel, just as advertised: comfortable and safe. As we all know, the technical basis of this project is the computer network "virtual reality" developed in the last century.

I want to accompany them, on the one hand, to feel the spring, and on the other hand, I want to take the opportunity to look back on my past hometown from a special perspective.

Since the outer space was successfully developed, the earth has become a civilized historic site that has been permanently protected. All institutions have moved to other places, and all residents have moved to other stars, leaving only a few researchers alone. It is absolutely forbidden to return to one's native land as an entity, so electronic travel was first popular in the Earth-Moon system. In order to determine the transmission route of electronic consciousness, I once trudged through the land without modern technical facilities. It can be said that every corner of the earth has my shredded youth color. The hard and astringent sea there

The wind once made my heart salty, and the memories scattered on the beach must have been washed away by the tidal waves. Later, it also appeared in my dream as clearly as a movie film many times. Every time I stubbornly thought that I had written an essay with a strange idea and a sad theme in my dream, but because my tired brain was difficult to store, I could not repeat every specific description and eulogy in my dream, but when I woke up, my brain was still blank.

my meditation was interrupted by stopovers again and again, and the instantaneous transmission seemed so long.

Beautiful blue planet, you are the source and cradle of life, and you are the eternal hometown of mankind. You have been praised by countless poets, but no matter how beautiful your words are, they will be eclipsed in front of you.

the mountains are greener than before. Impregnated with dark green leaves, use their vitality to filter out noise and bury the soil. The grass, which was born in the sound of ice breaking on the lake, has now begun to thrive. The nameless flower also grows into a beautiful skirt. However, the original intricate machine community and the city streets composed of large and small metal components are no longer visible here, and the towering buildings and super interchanges flying over the sky have also dissipated like rain, fog and smoke. On the vast picture of the universe, nature is always the stage background that is difficult to complete. I looked around like an authentic stranger in another country.

Surrounded by mounds of green land, the jubilant and jumping stream greets and rushes to the distant lake happily. The electronic consciousness communicator told me that this is a famous tourist attraction; No matter whether there are tourists or not, it always flows silently here, singing loudly, snuggling with the sunshine during the day and talking with the stars at night. And she told me that this is today's destination.

The sky is light and the curtain is thin, the snow is frozen on the top of the distant mountain, and the mountain path is faintly discernible. Against the background of the mirror water, several reeds are swaying in the wind. Boating by the lake is leisurely and quiet, just like a bright and harmonious color picture.

All afternoon, we were led by a kind of warmth that pervaded the world around us, and walked through the vibrant world. Melt into the rich spring scenery, listen to the murmuring brook, and pick the bouquets on the roadside. The falling stamens are very quiet, but the flowing water is very urgent.

Although the wind and dust are raised from time to time, the spring breeze is so warm and soft, only ripples are carved on still water, and more is sunshine and sunshine. This is a corner that accommodates innocence.

We sat on the floor, and the girls in the same trade took out presents one after another. It turned out that today was her birthday. Except that she lives on the moon with a girlfriend, others are from Mars, Venus and Saturn and Jupiter's moons, and they are scheduled to gather in Guigong for transmission. So their gifts are just some optical illusions.

"What gift did you give me?"

She was smiling, and I decided the gift I would give almost instantly.

"I didn't prepare beforehand. How about telling you a story?" I smiled and began to tell.

The fantastic experience of "There is an electronic consciousness transmission administrator" soon made me immerse myself in its thrilling plot faster than the audience. But it was not until they listened to it well that she smiled and told me that the story had been widely circulated.

"I thought it was only circulated among our transport administrators." I was so embarrassed that I revealed my true identity in self-mockery.

"Are you the administrator of electronic consciousness transmission?" She was very surprised. "So you have the ability to travel with many people?"

I have to admit with a smile.

"Great, we can stay up late today, and we don't have to go to the transmission station to ask for help during the rush hour!" "

They were filled with joy and looked at my administrator badge with envy. I turned on the electronic consciousness connector and sent a letter asking about my return date.

"Do you really want the ability of interstellar travel?"

"It's a dream." Her lips mumbled, as if she were chewing expectation.

"It seems that there should be some physical gifts." A girl in the same trade stroked my badge and said. Indeed, after the exhibition, their gifts will be delivered to the girl through the long interstellar mail route. No one chooses information-based gifts, just to keep a sincere heart in this electronic age. "Do you think only physical gifts are the most useful?" I can't help asking questions. "Not useful, but meaningful." They answered in unison.

"But badges can't be used as gifts." Although I know they are very disappointed, I still hit home with their thoughts. "Let me send you a flower."

"Flowers can be picked by anyone." Watching me pick a beautiful flower from the grass beside me, she said.

"You said that gifts are just for meaning."

The electronic consciousness communicator makes a silent vibration, conveying the message that I can start. I should go.

"Hey, you can't leave. We can't go back without anyone."

"Then you can apply for rescue. According to the residence information on the ID number, the rescuers will definitely send you back-at most, you will be scolded by your parents. "

I'm afraid there are no words to describe their feelings at this time. I just heard a sentence, "This person is really bad."

I stopped to look back and looked at the fireball that refused to kiss the horizon in the distance. I have seen countless fascinating cosmic scenery, and none of them can beat the bloody sunset of the earth at dusk through thick haze and fog.

I turned on the electronic consciousness connector and suddenly disappeared before their eyes. I don't need to go to the transmission station. I just want to appreciate the feelings of ordinary tourists in the morning.

When they really apply for rescue with their own electronic consciousness connector, the controller in the network will tell her that she is capable of returning by herself. For others, she is already an adult with the ability to carry many people.

As an electronic consciousness transmission administrator, I have the right to give young people interstellar travel in advance. And I believe that she also has this ability.

this is my real gift.

This trip will be kept as a beautiful memory in my cerebral cortex and will never be erased. I hope that in five years' time, I can attend her coming-of-age ceremony of officially gaining the right to interstellar travel. Special Birthday Grade 5 Composition 4

That morning, I got up and felt as if something had happened. What is it? I don't know.

I got out of bed in a hurry and was about to brush my teeth when my roommate suddenly said to me, "Happy birthday!" And handed an interesting greeting card. I just remembered that today is my birthday! I was surprised and surprised that someone remembered it before me.

But speaking of it, as long as I can remember, every birthday is accompanied by my family and delicious cakes. This year ... I always feel something is missing.

When I came to my senses, everyone was wishing me a happy birthday. Just now, my deep sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and the dormitory became very lively. You said everything and I said everything, giving me my most sincere wishes. A new day begins with this laughter.

class, still on the ground, seems to be no different from usual. However, from time to time, I will receive something, or a note, or a lovely paper crane, with no name, but it is warm, warm and stinging.

When I returned to the classroom in the afternoon, I found four more paper crane in the cupboard. They were so quiet, which added a little more color to the boring table belly and added some playfulness. They lie quietly in the table, like messengers.