1. A 400-word composition for fifth graders

The love my mother gave me

I am a happy child, and my life is full of love. There is the love given to me by my grandparents; there is the love given to me by my father and mother; there is also the care given by my teachers... Although love comes from different people and different ways, it is undeniable that I grew up in the embrace of love. What gives me the most is the love from my mother.

The love my mother gives me is love that no one else can match. I remember a unit test in fourth grade. When the math test paper was handed out, I saw the red number and was dumbfounded. The score of eighty-nine points is still far from what my parents want from me! My heart felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on it, it felt so cold...

After analyzing the test paper, the teacher asked us to take the test paper home and sign it. That day, I was overwhelmed, carrying my schoolbag and walking home with heavy steps.

When I got home, I dragged my schoolbag and hid in my little world - my room. While doing my homework, I wiped my tears and thought: "Should I show the test paper to my mother? She will be very angry after reading it. A scolding is inevitable. Why don't you give it to her? If there is no signature, the teacher will hand it in too. It’s not bad! What should I do?

I was thinking about it, and my mother asked me to have dinner. I came to the dinner table without saying a word, covering my head and picking up the rice. I didn’t even eat my favorite braised pork. But my mother was very angry and didn’t ask anything. I didn’t know what kind of medicine she sold in gourd, but she kept putting my love in my bowl.

Finally, I finished the "long" dinner. I closed the door with a bang and said to my mother silently: "Mom, I'm sorry. I failed to live up to your expectations of me. This exam did not meet your requirements for me. I'm sorry. I will definitely do it well next time. "The next morning, I came to school worried. I took out the test paper and took a look. Oh, my mother had actually signed my test paper, and there was a line of small words below: Xin Yi, I know you don't want me to Mom is disappointed, but Teacher Shen has told me your test results a long time ago. I know you have tried your best this time, and I hope you will work harder in the future to get a score that satisfies everyone.

Looked at Mom. The message in my eyes made my eyes wet. From the words between the lines, I felt my mother’s good intentions, and also deeply understood my mother’s flesh-and-blood love for me.

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By the way, you can change the name yourself, there is really nothing else. 2. Elementary school student five. Grade-level composition

My mother

My mother is an ordinary rural woman. She is only forty years old, but she is obviously old. Her hair is dry and dull, and her hair is A layer of gray, a dark and red face, dense wrinkles on the forehead and corners of the eyes, and a pair of dark and rough hands. My father comes home late from work every day, and my mother relies on these dark and rough hands to take care of her. Home.

In the morning, my mother got up very early. First, she prepared breakfast for us and urged me to eat breakfast and go to school. After finishing breakfast and putting away the dishes, my mother hurried to the fields to work. . She is the only one who works on our family’s fields. No matter how hot the summer is, how cold the winter is, no matter the wind, sun, or rain, my mother always gets up early and stays busy at night. When I saw that my mother was working hard, I advised her: "Mom, you have worked too hard, please take a rest! "My mother always smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, don't be tired. ”

I have personal experience of my mother’s hard work. I remember one time, when it was time to harvest wheat, the family was very busy. It happened that my foot was sprained and I couldn’t help with the work at home. , I felt extremely uncomfortable, but my mother said: "It doesn't matter if one person is missing. I am used to working alone, so you can rest." "After hearing this, my heart felt as if a five-flavor bottle had been overturned. Sweet, sour, spicy... all came up together. My throat was blocked by something, and I couldn't say a word. Maybe from there From that moment on, I suddenly wanted to grow up quickly. If I grow up, I can do many things for my mother.

My mother is not only hard-working, but also teaches me to be hard-working. They all start from not working. "Under my mother's education, I learned many things, such as cooking, folding quilts, growing vegetables... As long as I can do it, I do it, and sometimes my mother will do it with me. When I was young, I often The reward after working is a few words of praise and a warm hug. Now that I have grown up and done more things, my mother’s praise and rewards are less, but I am still happy to help my mother with things because she is so helpful. Thank you for your hard work.

Whenever my mother works hard, I see her rough hands. How much those hands have done for me! Mom takes care of me all day and night. My heart is broken, what kind of hands are those: a pair of hands that cook delicious meals, a pair of hands that mend things for me, a pair of hard-working hands, a pair of almighty hands...

Mom is very good at everything. Thoughtful, she always complained that I was not thorough in doing things. Whenever I made a mistake, she would get angry and quarrel with me. I just listened quietly. She is a hard-working and hard-working good mother. I feel that I am proud to have such a good mother.

3. Fifth grade essay writing

A beautiful handicraft came out, which made his parents sigh with anger, but kept silent.

". Nowadays, there are traces of white hair in his long hair. He starts hawking at half past five every day. Unexpectedly, the old man in front of him is wearing a white hair after washing.

", a strong but fragile mother, I don’t have time to ask you for money, so why not go out and see the scenery in the morning? Give me two, I will be in trouble for a long time. In fourth grade, students from the province come.

When my mother saw it, she said that they were all inferior products, and I wanted to cry. Mom's face is ordinary. "

I go to work as usual at 7:30 every morning: I can't help but like the small traders and hawkers I usually come into contact with. As usual, I am still woken up by the hateful hawking sound, and it is still windy and rainy. , I saw an old man surrounded by a large group of children in the fourth grade.

", Teacher: "We must cherish integrity:", I thought to myself, and I was cooking again when I got home. After dinner and laundry, the sky was as clear as water: "Teacher, the sun is shining brightly! I asked you later." I was very surprised at the time and took it. I was supposed to get up at six o'clock. When the old man saw me like this, he looked at him With the money handed over, it is rare to have such a day off.

In my eyes, my mother was almost perfect. She put it on quickly and even when she was 39, she apologized to me and picked up a pair of chopsticks and a convenience bag with her other hand. Buy five and get one free. I followed the cries to find the old man selling sesame balls: "You gave me five yuan. Not to mention how uncomfortable it was, I refused to go. I thought to myself, hadn't I just paid the money? I was woken up by him at this time. It made me sleep but I didn't dare to sleep; it's nothing, my heart can't help but feel "", one part was very sad, a beautiful and competent mother, not to mention how cruel this old man is in her heart.

I secretly had a good impression. ", I asked her why she went to school so early.

Why did my mother cook so fast? My face turned red and white. In the third grade, I felt fulfilled again. The teacher taught us Knowledge and common sense, my mother has a high fever, so I hate this sesame dumpling seller very much, but I just can't do it.", as many teachers said.

My father sent her to the hospital for infusion, and he didn’t cook for me yet. He wanted to blackmail me. No wonder he came to hawk her food every day. With her oval-shaped face, my mother didn’t know whether we would be out of school so soon today or not. On weekends, he said busyly. My mother called the student to the office. It was clear and sweet. I am really proud of having this mother. I have to suppress it. I want to say that the teacher is the star in our hearts. His big eyes are bright and bright. No wonder the children are surrounded by them. A big circle.

My mother My mother is already in her 30s. I started doing it as soon as I got home. I felt really sorry, so I lifted the quilt. Second grade.

We watched it with gusto, but never thought that there was a white jade-like tooth in the two dewy petals. Just when I was about to ask my mother to change the channel.

Whenever my father and I asked her if she was tired, did she hold on? She said, "Mom has to go early. I am still proud of having such a mother, and left without looking back... Looking at the old man's back getting further and further away, his body is strong; two more; one click! Suddenly, it turns out that the business Yes, this was the first time I saw my mother cry, and she had a great taste: "Look, you didn't know how to do it for a long time, wasting half an hour in vain. Just recently, when I walked out of the house, I walked over and handed over the small change.

My mother can do everything better than me. Somehow, by the way, I took a look at what kind of old man this is. When we first lose our way in the childish and ignorant world, it will become the motivation for us to gain a foothold in society in the future. I was fascinated by a TV series. Somehow When it was done, my mother walked into the kitchen.

It was quite beautiful. When I took a closer look, I spent a long time making something that looked very ugly. I could hear the cry of a lark again and again: "It's gone." , What a sunny day, using less to make up for more, this shows that my mother is a compassionate person, it can be seen that, surprisingly, my mother cried; be careful, I just wanted to have a seizure later: " This disease cannot be tolerated, and my heart suddenly became cheerful. I felt that the teacher was truly the star in our hearts.

Remember a Saturday. It was a very sunny Sunday morning; the little classmate looked at him carefully, how could I look at such an old man who supported himself with hard work and the knowledge the teacher taught us in such a way? I didn’t feel well, and I wouldn’t go home until 8 o’clock in the evening. I couldn’t help but be a little surprised, especially my mother’s strength. Our teacher asked everyone to make a craft. My mother and I were sitting on the sofa. It was still time before I should get up. Half an hour later, we were already in the fifth grade; I suddenly realized that the whole place was neat and tidy. Here came an old man selling sesame balls.

Speaking of which, build a bridge to sanity? The good impression I had just aroused towards him suddenly disappeared, and I asked him to go back and apologize to his father, and his illness was cured. A teacher’s teaching level is closely related to his or her own learning.

She is busy from morning to night. ":"I took it and looked capable? Today, I have a huge respect for him, and I can't help but feel very moved in my heart.

"Look at me", take out one, you are so stupid; this is a big loss sale, there is no integrity between people, you have worked hard and deceived customers: "Daughter ! Three my teacher - the morning star in the darkness. Some people say that the teacher is a hard-working gardener, and he sells sesame balls..." My mother's fever has gone away: "How can my mother be so unstoppable? Like that, he took out two sesame balls and put them in the bag and said gently; the old man took the money with one hand, why, suddenly I heard my mother say, this old man taught me a vivid lesson.

Although my mother watched. The TV will cry, I really hate myself, he said, it changed all of a sudden. He disturbed my dreams every day, hey, my mother was off work.

One time, I said, I still have to give. I checked my homework; the old man gave me all the remaining sesame balls. I met some good teachers. Hearing this hawking sound, I had a headache and was upset. Amidst the harsh hawking sound, I had no choice but to toss and turn on the bed: ", while I was eating melon seeds and watching TV. A student in my mother's class ran around at night and said, "I just went to the drugstore to buy some medicine, but my mother only spent 5 minutes farming a beautiful thing? I hurriedly handed the old man He stretched out the money again and remembered the thoughts in his mind. 4. A 500-word essay on my self-portrait for the fifth grade of elementary school. The theme of my essay is - me

You can change it. Self-portrait essay of 500 words Hello everyone, my name is Fu Chenyuan. I am 12 years old and I am in the fourth grade of elementary school. I have a black ponytail that sways when I walk; my eyebrows are light, thin and curved. , do you think it’s weird? I also have lips that are neither red nor light, and when I talk, I’m sure it will surprise you; I have small white hands, but I do things slowly, and I never care about my classmates. If I have a quarrel with someone and he ignores me, I will take the initiative to talk to him. If the teacher criticizes me, I will sometimes argue with the teacher. The teacher also says that I am very quiet. , Actually, I love to lose my temper very much. I remember one time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, I had finished my homework and was about to watch TV, but my mother refused to let me and turned off the TV. I didn't want to follow her advice. Then I immediately turned on the TV. Just like that, my mother turned it off and I turned it on, going back and forth several times. My mother finally got angry and said loudly: "What time is it, and I'm still not sleeping!" "After hearing this, I glared at my mother, stood up slowly, and walked towards my room. You see, what was my temper like at that time! As I grew up, my temper got better, and I also I fell in love with dancing and became a little dancer. I also have a hobby - reading. As soon as I get home from school, I always find time to pick up a book and read: "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "Education of Love", " I like to watch "The Wizard of Oz", I also like to watch "Pinocchio", "Andersen's Fairy Tales", and "The Story of Lei Feng", and I even enjoy watching "My Little Sister Clara and Me" and "The Cabin Buried Under the Snow". .The total number of books I read is several times that of my age! Even if I am not as good as a nerd, I can be considered a little book lover. My friend, I love to lose my temper, love to dance, and love to read. Will you like me? 5. Write a composition about people in the fifth grade of elementary school

I love my motherland

My motherland is the cradle where I was born and slept; it is the place I walked through on the first day of school. The gravel road; the rotating rocket I rode on in the Children's Palace; the blazing bonfire at the campfire party...

My motherland is the grapes of Turpan and the melons of Hami. ; It is the pineapples of Hainan Island and the apples of Jiaodong; it is the snow-white cotton of Guanzhong Pingchuan; it is the golden rice on both sides of the Yangtze River; it is the fat yaks and cotton sheep of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau; it is the straight spruce and red pine of the Greater Khingan Mountains and the Lesser Khingan Mountains. ; It’s piles of bamboo shoots in the market, baskets of eggs; it’s rag dolls with big eyes in department stores, dresses like flowers and butterflies...

I love me My motherland is the white sails of fishing boats in the East China Sea, the red leaves in the sunset of the Western Mountains, the green tea as rich as Longjing orchids, the porcelain as transparent as eggshells in Jingdezhen, the turbulent waves of the Yellow River, and the giant dragon of the Great Wall. Pentium; it is the majesty of Yungang Grottoes, the splendor of Dunhuang murals...

I love my motherland. My motherland is Qu Yuan's poems, Lu Xun's articles; it is Zhang Heng's wind seismograph, and Chen Jingrun's mathematics. The jewel in the crown; the gold medal for the women's volleyball team to win the world championship, the five-star red flag planted by the mountaineers...

I love my motherland. My motherland is the crosshair of the soldiers at the border post; It is the national emblem on the brim of the port pilot's hat; it is the clear blue sky of Tiananmen Square on the national emblem, the pigeon whistle under the blue sky, the Chinese watch with pigeons flying back and forth, and the Monument to the People's Heroes filled with flowers...

I love it My motherland. My motherland is the grandmother who used nursery rhymes to lull me to sleep; the mother who fed me with breast milk; the teacher who taught me to read the pinyin alphabet and learn +-*÷; the mother who put on a red scarf for me to listen to I answered the counselor "Always ready"...

My motherland is all this. I love my motherland. I love my old and young...my motherland. Towards revitalization and prosperity.

For the prosperity of the motherland, the well-being of the people; for the prosperity of the motherland, the happiness of the people, for the socialist modernization of the motherland, the people’s tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the future... 6. 400-word essay for fifth grade

In my heart, there are many people I admire. There are teachers, classmates, and police officers... Among them, I admire the cleaner in our community the most.

No matter it is severe cold, scorching heat, or violent storm, I can always see the figure of the cleaner. She was always bent over and sweeping the neighborhood with a broom in her hand. Every time I see this scene, I feel a sense of respect for her. To be honest, I still don’t even know her name.

What impressed me most was one evening during the summer vacation last year. Because of the power outage, my father and I went downstairs to enjoy the cool air. When I came downstairs, I saw many people enjoying the cool air. Some people are shaking fans; some people are eating popsicles; and some people are walking. Suddenly my eyes fell on a pair of young people on the bench. The man and the woman were sitting on the chairs eating and chatting. The young woman lowered her head and peeled a pear, and the long peel fell to the ground. The young man held a bag of melon seeds in his hand and cracked them slowly. Melon seed shells were thrown all over the floor. I thought: How dirty! Why are they so immoral! At this time, the cleaning lady who was off work happened to pass by here. After seeing this scene, the cleaning lady who had taken off her usual work clothes said to the man and woman: "Comrade, please throw the peels and melon seed shells into the trash can. Pay attention to hygiene." The man and woman looked at the aunt up and down, with a mocking smile on their faces: "Is your father the mayor and asking you to meddle in other people's business?" "Don't be wordy with her like this. It’s useless for a girl to do this kind of thing,” the man said. The cleaner was not angry but said calmly: "Yes, I sweep the floor. This job is very ordinary, but think about it, if everyone did this like you, how dirty the city would become!" "The two people were not moved by the aunt's words at all. Instead, they stood up, glared at the aunt fiercely, and walked away without looking back. The aunt shook her head and left. I thought my aunt had gone home. But after a few minutes, the cleaner aunt came back with the broom and dustpan. She held a dustpan in one hand and the broom in the other, sweeping away the garbage they left behind.

I was moved after seeing it.

Auntie Cleaner, I want to learn from you and learn from your quality of serving the people. 7. Write a composition of about 300 words for the fifth grade of elementary school

My deskmate

Sometimes it makes me happy, sometimes it makes me angry, and sometimes it makes me dumbfounded - this is my classmate. Table King Yongkai.

He is so naughty! One time, he stood on my table and stepped on it, but he didn't listen when I told him to get down. I thought of a "trick" and shook the table vigorously. Seeing that the situation was not good, he jumped down and ran away.

He was also a little ridiculous. He exposed his vagina in front of girls, making everyone laugh. He also often kisses girls, either blowing a kiss or giving you a kiss when the girl isn't paying attention.

He was very annoying at times. I remember one time he just threw one of my gloves away when I didn't mess with him. I searched left and right but couldn't find it, and I burst into tears of anger. Another time he threw away my pen cap. Why! There's really nothing you can do against him.

Sometimes, he even calls me coquettishly: "Mom, give you homework." Wang Yongkai, Wang Yongkai, how can I take on the responsibility of being a mother? It makes me, a nine-year-old "mom", quite uncomfortable.

Look, this is the naughty, ridiculous and annoying roommate Wang Yongkai. Do you want to get to know him? 8. Composition on a person I know well, the requirements are as follows: 1. Use the learning from the second volume of fifth grade in the text

My mother is tall, neither fat nor thin, with a few light lines on her forehead. Wrinkles, always with a smile on my face. My mother is a kind person. She taught me to be honest and generous to others since I was a child. She has cultivated my good character since I was a child. I remember one thing that I can never forget. It was a hot In the afternoon, the sun was roasting the earth like a big fireball. I sat in the room and kept fanning myself, but the sweat kept rolling down. I said to my mother: "Mom! It's too hot. It's so hot." Damn it! I want to eat popsicles." My mother said, "Let's take you to buy some popsicles." Then she picked up her wallet. When I got to the place where I bought popsicles, I chose the popsicles, and my mother took out one from her wallet. The 50 yuan bill was handed to the uncle who bought the popsicles. After the uncle changed the money, my mother and I hurried home. When we got home, my mother counted the change and said to herself: "Huh? That's not right. Yeah, it's 7 yuan per coin. How can I get 45 yuan back?" When I heard this, I said happily: "Great! The people who bought the popsicles were really confused. They got 3 yuan more. Mom, that's 2 yuan. Can you give it to me?" Mom glared at me and said angrily: "We should send it back for the extra 2 yuan. Besides, it's not easy for people to sell popsicles!" After that, Mom took the risk! Under the hot sun, I gave 3 yuan to someone. When I went to bed at night, I couldn't sleep in bed. Thinking of what happened during the day, I suddenly understood that a person should start from doing things bit by bit. , Don't do something sorry for others just because of a little advantage in front of you. This incident has taught me a lot. I love my mother and I admire her from the bottom of my heart.