Childhood. In summer, I sit under the fence.
In the tree-lined garden, I sat under the fence and played with mud. Tired of playing with mud, I made a hat. I spent a pulled vine, circled it twice, turned it into a "hat" and ran to my uncle to show off.
After "showing off", they went to my grandmother to weed, saying that they had just hoed two grasses with hoes. "Dadada", I heard the sound of hooves. When I saw it, it turned out to be my uncle's pumpkin carriage, pulling a bargain, and it was a deal.
Unload horses and graze. I stood in front of the horses to see if they liked eating grass: for example, the tall Peng Zhen's face froze and his mouth moved.
Suddenly found two shiny "iron shoes" on the hoof. Why put iron shoes on horses? I wonder if we should ask.
My uncle told me that the so-called "iron palm" nailed the "iron palm" and the horse ran away. My childish mind is full of different ideas. My uncle said, "no, because they just stay in the sky when the sky is a fish-belly grey." Their feet are soft and there is no sound when they walk on the ground. Of course, the host couldn't bear the loneliness of a long journey and added some interesting things. "Uncle smiled and said," Maybe you want something more beautiful. " Autumn passed, winter passed, spring passed, and last summer passed, but it was not a childhood.
Horses eat grass and study foolishly in the sun. I don't do this, but how can I yearn for an interesting childhood living in the country! I write very slowly. I saw it under the car in summer. I heard hooves and neighing.
Childhood reappeared in my mind. Rainbow In the storm of laughter in childhood, a rainbow appeared.
Seven colors, intertwined, are really beautiful. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple all have their own tastes and characteristics, and they are always interesting.
When I see a rainbow, I always burst into laughter. I remember the first time I saw a rainbow. This is the first rain.
It was raining, so I ran to the window to see the scenery. Wow! Really beautiful! Trees become stronger in the branches of rain, and there, trees moistened by rain and dew may be right, flowers are more beautiful, and petals with dew should be wild flowers in wet spring.
At this moment, I saw the colorful bridge in the distance.
This bridge is composed of seven colors, which is very beautiful. But I didn't know what the bridge was called, so I ran to ask her father, "Dad, Dad, come and see this bridge." Dad said to me, "Haha, this beautiful bridge is called Rainbow. Every time it rains, the bridge will. "
Then dad went to his work. It turns out that there will be rainbow rain after the end! This makes me like rain better, because there will be beautiful rainbows after the rain.
Thought of here, I gave a burst of laughter from the bottom of my heart. Later childhood, some memories faded away, but I couldn't forget the beautiful rainbow and couldn't see its laughter.
Seeing this colorful bridge now, going back to childhood is like learning from me, but don't copy lesson 7. It seems that the sunshine in winter is the camel of childhood.
2. Imitate the inspiration of a famous saying in the fourth lesson of the fifth-grade people's education edition-nothing can be achieved with humility and nothing can be achieved with complacency. This famous saying is used to inspire or remind people. If you ask me which sentence to choose as my motto, I will choose "modesty leads to nothing, complacency leads to nothing". Yes, this sentence is true. After the fourth grade incident, my feelings deepened. Why is this? That's the final exam for grade four. Thanks to my full play, I got good grades in that exam. Fortunately, I am the second grade. I am very excited, and so are my parents. But as a "professional teacher", my mother still said a lot to me, such as "Let me not be proud" and "Be modest". But I have been carried away by the victory, and my mother's words. "That is, I heard that the first place is only 0.5 points more than him!" After listening to these words, I began to be more arrogant. Eat snacks in class and wander off, either chatting with classmates or passing notes everywhere. What's even more outrageous is that sometimes I use Chinese and math books to block my reading and read the comic books below. My deskmate kept reminding me, but I ignored it. Once, my deskmate saw that I had made an old mistake again and began to persuade me: "You, you watch, I'll talk to the teacher." I said arrogantly, because I knew he was too timid to tell the teacher. Sure enough, he didn't do that. Time flies, half a semester passes in a daze, and my deskmate ignores me. The mid-term exam is coming again. Because I got high marks in the previous quiz, I am even more arrogant. I didn't care about the exam at all, thinking it must be a high score. As a result, the paper was handed out, and I only got 866 in math. I can't even rank 30 in my class. I have always been a "China strongman", and I only got 90 points, ranking more than 20. The teacher asked me to go to the office to talk. On entering the office, the teacher said, "Zhang Chen, what's the matter with you? You used to be different. What's wrong? Will you tell the teacher? After listening to the teacher's words, I felt ashamed: the teacher still trusted me. So, I told you in detail about half a semester's study. I listened to the teacher's words and said meaningfully: "The teacher gave you a famous saying, don't violate it. You should have heard this saying, that is,' no modesty, no complacency'. Do you know what it means? " I nodded and said, "with an open mind, anything can be successful;" "If you are proud, nothing will succeed." The teacher nodded with satisfaction. "Modesty can accomplish everything, complacency can accomplish nothing" has been my motto ever since. I think this sentence will accompany me all my life and benefit me a lot.
People say winter is cold, but I say winter is happy. Winter is a paradise for children, and snowflakes in winter are toys falling from the sky. We use these toys to make snowmen and have snowball fights. Yesterday's weather forecast said: It's going to snow today. I jumped three feet for joy. As soon as I opened my eyes this morning, I saw through the window that it was snowing with goose feathers and snowflakes flying all over the sky. Look around, what a white world. The trees are covered with silver flowers, the roads are covered with white carpets, and the yard is a vast desert. I couldn't wait to get dressed and run downstairs. Snowflakes fell on my face like naughty elves, and some got into my neck, cold and itchy. I'll name my nickname and we'll have a snowball fight. Let's build a wall first, and then make a bomb. The nickname couldn't dodge, and the bomb exploded on his head. I burst out laughing. Suddenly, a bomb came from the nickname and destroyed my wall. I was angered, so I repeatedly sent several big bombs, leaving him nowhere to hide. After a while, he ran out of bullets and surrendered. I won, and I rolled happily.
4. My hometown is Anshan, Liaoning Province, which is a picturesque and beautiful place with endless mountains, magnificent trees and all kinds of small animals ... Among them, the wooden bridge across the river in front of my grandfather's house impressed me the most.
The water in the river is crystal clear. Under the sunlight, the colorless river is like pieces of crystal. The wooden bridge on the river adds a beautiful scenery to the river. The wooden bridge is just made of ordinary logs with some strange patterns on it. Looking under the bridge, the small fish in the river are colorful, red, yellow, white and spotted, which makes people feel tempted and itchy.
I remember once, I took a fancy to a small red and white fish and squatted on the bridge with a net. The little guy is really good at running, but he didn't catch it, but fell into the "crystal pile" and took a bath. Those little fish jumped around as if laughing at my incompetence. I was so angry that I threw a pebble in.
Ah, the bridge in my hometown, you have brought us convenience and unlimited fun.
5. Write a lyric composition of about 400 words in the eighth lesson of grade five. The muddy river lingers around grandma's house all the year round. On both sides of the river, there are high dams made of stones. In front of the dam is a row of tall buttonwood trees. In summer, there are trees and trees, which is very cool. There are many women beating clothes on the stone steps, some eleven or twelve-year-old boys playing fried fish on the shore, and some older boys venturing to swim in the most turbulent places.
Even if the weather is dry, the river won't dry up, but it's not as lively as before, just like you can sleep in comfortably on Sundays without doing your homework or going to extracurricular classes. I think Jiang will definitely enjoy that moment!
When I am with my grandmother, my favorite thing to do is to visit the dog market. Every Wednesday and Sunday, dog vendors will come to the street to set up stalls to sell dogs. At that time, my grandmother and I would follow the crowd around the stalls, watching big dogs and touching puppies. I saw a big man holding a dog like a baby, patting a puppy and holding it like a baby. Although I don't understand these things, I still try to imitate the man and pretend to touch the puppy. As a result, the puppy was scratched by me and struggled desperately in my arms.
Although grandma's house is very simple, it is very simple. There are old pendulum clocks and black tables and chairs at home, which are hard and uncomfortable to sit on, but I don't hate them either. I like to play on that balcony. There are many huge windows and good ventilation. I can see the river and the children playing there.
I still miss living in my grandmother's house for three months, because I can't feel that kind of fun anymore.
6. The writing training in the fifth grade of primary school is continuous, beautiful and a hundred birds contend.
The mountains in the distance are continuous, and the vegetation nearby is beautiful. Listen carefully, the nearby Woods are full of birds. All these scenery are really beautiful.
Story:
An elephant walked through the dense forest and came to the sunny grassland. It sat on the grass, looking up at the empty sky, a little sad and talking to itself. "I'm so lonely, I don't have any relatives or friends ..." "I can be your friend!" A soft voice came from the ground, and the elephant looked around in surprise. Who could it be? Looking down, a grass is smiling at it with its head held high. The elephant was surprised and asked, "You are so petite and I am so big. Can we be friends?" "Of course, no one stipulates to make friends according to size, right?" The elephant readily accepted this friendship, and a pair of particularly good friends were born.