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1. Choose a work or activity and write a 500-word composition. In the river of my childhood memories, I had to experience some setbacks many times, but at that time, did you ever think that you had two ways to go? One is to choose to give up, the other is to choose to be strong and continue to do one thing well.

On that day, the school held the school sports meeting as scheduled. The students in the whole school are very happy. Of course, I don't know.

Exceptions.

With the "beginning" of the headmaster, the school sports meeting is in full swing.

At 9: 30 in the morning, I went to a running race. I was very nervous when the whistle sounded. No, I was so far behind others from the beginning.

"Once, twice, three times. . . "I began to count silently in my mind. On the last lap, I was a little tired, but I had to finish it. So, I thought to myself, I will stick to it!

On the last lap, I finally couldn't stand it. . I fell down.

Maybe our classmates were surprised to see this scene. However, I heard the voice of encouragement again.

So, I stood up again, and I chose to be strong again, because I firmly believe that "you can succeed if you work hard, and you won't succeed if you don't work hard."

Thank god, I finally finished running. Suddenly, I felt pain, so I fell asleep.

The report card came out and I won the second place. My classmates and I are very proud.

Although I didn't get the first place this time, I was very happy because I chose to become stronger again.

There may be many unpleasant things in life, but as long as you choose to be strong, it will lead you and make your life more colorful!

Man is a very strange animal. In the depths of human diligence, cowardice and courage coexist; Anger and tolerance * * *; Crying is connected with strength. . . . . . Who said no! Cowardice, you know to have courage, anger, you

2. An interesting activity, a 500-word composition, an interesting activity.

In the previous sports meeting, what impressed me was the fourth grade. At that time, Mr. Hu took us to the playground and tug-of-war with two other classes.

Two vertical lines were drawn on the playing field, one on the left and the other on the right. A thick and long tug-of-war rope was prepared on the field. A red belt is tied in the middle of the rope, and a lock is hung below it as the dividing line. Competition rules: 12 boys, 24 girls. If one student pulls red tape across the dividing line, another student wins. First, Class Four will compete with us, and the game will begin soon. The students put out the "fighting" posture: they all tighten the rope with their hands, lean back slightly, separate their feet, and your feet are pressing mine, staring at each other intently, waiting for the referee's command.

At this time, the referee teacher's whistle sounded. Suddenly, the playground was boiling. Both sides pulled back hard, and the teachers and students who stood by "watching the war" cheered for us: "Come on, come on ..." We all lived up to expectations and retreated with all our strength. I saw the rope moving slowly to our side, and suddenly, it was pulled by the other side. Seeing that we were in danger of getting lost, teachers and classmates cheered at this moment. At this time, the referee's whistle rang again: "Class Four won!" " "For an instant, the playground was full of joy.

Although our class won, we are not proud. This competition is really interesting!

Write a short essay about "Cats Catch Mice" in about 500 words.

The last class in the afternoon is extracurricular activities. (account)

The teacher took more than forty of our classmates to the playground and let us play "cat and mouse" in this class. We jumped for joy. The teacher asked us to form a circle. Raise your hands horizontally and join hands in a big circle. The rules of the game are: one person is a "cat" and the other is a "mouse". Two laps, catching the "mouse" means winning, otherwise it means losing, and if you lose, you have to answer the question. (Point out the name, rules and play of the game. )

The game has begun. In the first round, the naughty girl Xiao Liang was a mouse and Li Xiaohong was a cat. I saw both "cat" and "mouse" hunched their backs, their left hands propped up their knees, and their right hands stretched forward, as if groping for something. Clever Liang Xiao poked around, dodging, jumping from inside to outside, and occasionally squeaking in his mouth, just like a mouse. Li Xiaohong followed, in hot pursuit. The action description of the character is vivid and interesting. ) Holding hands, we sang "Little mouse, what a nuisance. If I want to catch you, I will disappear in the blink of an eye. " The "mouse" came in and out, and the "cat" followed closely, and the more it chased, the more nervous it became. Our hands are tighter, and the word la la is getting louder and louder. (The scene description sets off the atmosphere. )

Chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase, chase!

A bunch of questions were prepared in advance in the circle. The "cat" picked up one and the "mouse" finished eating. The first topic is: Reading "Better late than never". Usually, Xiao Liang's reading ability is very poor, so I'm really worried about him. I didn't expect him to read fluently and emotionally today. Considering the above, confirm the rules of the game. In particular, his last sentence "I'm going to make up" and his grimace made everyone laugh. (stimulate * * * interest and render the atmosphere. )

The game is over and everyone is still immersed in joy. "Little mouse, what a nuisance. . "Still rippling in my mind. I haven't finished yet, express my feelings. )

4. Ask for an article about an activity. This composition is no less than 500 words. On the eve of World Water Day, I participated in a practical activity. It requires me to investigate strange residents and understand the water-saving problems of residents. I was very excited, but I was also a little worried-this was my first social practice and I had no experience. What if they don't welcome me and kick me out?

And the truth is not what I imagined. I came to a family next door to mine and knocked on the door of the first family. My heart is still pounding nervously, and my mind is still imagining what I will say later. Finally, an old woman opened the door. She smiled at me and asked kindly, "Who are you looking for?" I explained my purpose, but my grandmother was happy to help me finish my practical activities. Seeing grandma's kind face, I slowly relaxed. I told my grandmother the question, and she answered me seriously for fear of missing a word. Soon, I successfully completed the investigation of the first family. Before leaving, grandma said to her little granddaughter, "You should learn from this sister and do some social surveys when you grow up!" "I'm really embarrassed to hear this news.

Then I investigated the second and third households ... it went smoothly and my mood became more and more relaxed. Later, I want to chat with my friends and relatives.

Although the practice is over, the smiling faces of the community uncles, aunts, grandparents always appear in my mind, which makes me feel the warmth and harmony between people!

5. Write a 500-word activity composition and have a meaningful autumn outing.

Today, we are going to visit the space crop exhibition. We arrived at the school early in the morning and set off in a neat line under the guidance of the tour guide teacher.

Our first destination is the wild vegetables and herbs area. The greenhouse is full of all kinds of plants. There are round and full eggs and eggplants, grotesque space pear beans, vegetable gourds, sword beans, mouse melons and so on. There are slim sea cucumbers with green satin in the exhibition area, like girls and beautiful women who have just come out of the bath. I wonder: what will they taste like? Thought of here, I can't help licking my mouth.

After seeing these exotic plants in space, we arrived at our next destination-fun rock climbing. The students struggled to climb up, all as dexterous as little squirrels.

Tired of climbing, we started a game that can test team spirit-challenge Domino. We are divided into two camps, the girls are the deer team and the boys are the tigers team. The slogans of the two teams are: fawn, fawn, help each other; Tiger tiger, I am the best. The tools for playing this game are only some boards. Don't underestimate these boards. If one board is dropped in a row, the whole row of boards will be born to die. The game started, and we all carefully arranged our boards. I quickly put the board I was in charge of in place. Just as I was about to refuel, I saw a board shaking like a drunk, and I immediately held it. Suddenly, there was a scream in front of me. It turned out that a classmate's board fell, and then one board after another came to me like a flood. I was so nervous that I broke into a cold sweat. Seeing the boards falling to my side, I quickly grabbed them. But it's too late. Looking at the messy "beaten army", we girls lost the game with regret. It is strange that the students laughed so happily even though they lost.

Remember a meaningful blow painting?

Luo Xinxin Aihua Primary School Class 5 (1); Instructor: Lord Ye.

I held my hand high in Chinese class, contending to say let me come. I often practice blowing painting at home … I like blowing painting so much, but you know, in the past, it was not only blowing painting that bothered me the most, but also painting. What aroused my interest in blowing painting? This originated from a painting competition.

When I first entered the fifth grade, there was a painting blowing competition in my class, and each group sent representatives to participate in the competition. The quota of our group fell to me. It is difficult for my classmates to be kind, so I will practice painting as soon as I have time.

The game began, and all the "heroes" showed their magical powers. Accompanied by melodious music, they brought us to the scene of the painting competition. I looked at the contestants next to me. Some are blowing magnificent waves, as if one wave is higher than another; Some are blown on the green grass, and a cow with several calves is eating with relish ... The students' mood is relaxed and happy, and sometimes they are nervous with the blowing process.

The students in our group saw that I didn't move. Some of them were so anxious that their teeth rattled, and some gave me encouraging eyes. What should I play? At first, my mind was blank and I had no inspiration at all. Suddenly, an animal appeared in front of my eyes. Suddenly, like a key, it opened the imagination cells in my brain. A dancing crane appeared in my mind, and I usually locked the beautiful figure. I got up the courage to blow, and my wings, feet, tail, head and mouth appeared in front of me one by one. How beautiful!

However, I still feel the fly in the ointment. Cranes can't dance ballet in the sky. So, I made a wonderful pen and played a few. What a harmonious picture! A blue crane is dancing on the branch, and its moving dance is like a ballet dancer, that's right! I blew the words "dancing crane" on the picture again. Suddenly, there was warm applause in the classroom.

I hope I can help you and adopt it.

6.500-word composition: write an activity. I hope my answer is helpful to you.

Spring has come, the sun is shining and the sky is clear. Today, the teacher took his classmates for an outing.

A winding river runs through the Woods. The river is crystal clear, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds and trees. The river has become more beautiful. On the willows beside the river bank, the soft branches give off light green leaf buds and sway gently with the breeze. A stone beside the willow tree is really like a ox resting quietly in the shade. The mountains in the distance are all red. What is that? It turned out to be a peach blossom forest. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, a breeze is blowing, and peach blossoms are fluttering, falling on the earth like a goddess. The students had a good time. Some of them pick wild flowers, red, purple, yellow, blue and colorful. Some people use hats to catch colorful butterflies. They hid in the flowers, and the butterflies stopped on the flowers not far away. They quietly approached the butterfly, stared at it closely, and suddenly covered it, and the butterfly was caught in the hat; Others followed the teacher to see the beautiful scenery in the field. They smelled a fragrance and ran to the rape field at once. Rape flowers have blossomed a lot, crowded like a golden ocean. I formed a "colorful peacock" with another classmate. He took the kite and I pulled the string. We ran wildly against the wind. He gradually let go of the line and the kite flew high into the blue sky. I am dancing with joy. There are many hens in the forest. They feed on chickens. I really want to catch it, but the teacher told me, "Everything is alive and free, and we humans have no reason to catch it." I realized that nature has nurtured us and we should repay her.

Ah! How beautiful spring is! We like nature, and we love nature!

7. How to write a composition I selected once {500 words} When the exercise was returned to the original owner, I knew that I had reached the standard, and my friend had to accept the teacher's criticism after school. At that time, my mood was very complicated, because I had long realized that I had to face a choice: one was to ignore my friends and stay at school and leave. But it's so impersonal. After all, she is my good friend who gets along day and night, and my companion who goes home together. Imagine that I left her and she was alone in the dark looking for her way home. How lonely will it be? And our long-standing friendship will be greatly affected. I thought, maybe I should … or wait. If I wait for him and go with her, I don't have to wait until what time. If I come home late, my mother will probably call me "muddling along!" ..... So, what should I do now?

I packed my schoolbag and still hesitated. The teacher stood on the platform and began to speak. I stood up unconsciously and made a gesture of leaving, because I was afraid that the teacher would drive me away. I feel that the teacher's words are going deep into her heart, and I am still standing there out of control. Gradually, I put my schoolbag on my back and wrote down what I should do for myself again. Then my eyes shifted from her to the clock. A second passed, and I thought I could wait a little longer. So, I still stood there, looking back and forth between "two points and one line". Finally, the teacher's speech was over, and I saw my friend wiping tears. I realized that I had chosen the first path. At this time, I hope she can pack her schoolbag quickly and we can go home quickly.

This is my first choice, and she thanked me after choosing it. I believe our friendship has deepened. Although I don't know whether this choice is helpless or gratifying, I'm sure I don't regret it!

My first choice

God, what should I do? I found five books lost for more than half a year in my good friend's house!

Last winter, I, who always liked pop songs, took great pains to borrow five pop songs from a classmate. I want to take it home and enjoy it. Unexpectedly, all five books are gone. To this end, I paid a heavy price, not only lost my book, apologized and was scolded, but also got the title of "forgetfulness". Alas! What bad luck. I was depressed about it for a long time.

However, yesterday morning, at my friend's house, there were five books on the bottom shelf. I have looked for them many times and asked them many times! ..... No, that's impossible! Yes, it must be wrong. How can she steal my book? We are like sisters! However, this book is so familiar that it makes me uncomfortable ... scotch tape, blood, blood ... Yes, this is indeed a book I borrowed. I remember very clearly that I accidentally tore a page of the book that day, and when I cut the tape, I accidentally cut my hand and blood dripped on the book. ..... Oh, my God! I hardly have the courage to watch any more. I just feel that blood seems to have turned into a ferocious devil, with his mouth open, devouring our pure friendship. Everything seems to have disappeared, and my mood suddenly fell into the abyss of the trough. Walk out of her house in a daze. Tears have flowed out. I can't believe it, but I have to accept this terrible reality.

What shall we do? There are only two ways before me now: one is to ask for books. But in that case, we will definitely turn against each other and have no friendship at all. If you let your classmates know, your friend's reputation will plummet from now on! Second, don't make a reservation. Although this is good, it can avoid a lot of troubles, everyone is good, friendship can be maintained, and her reputation is good, but the anger in her heart is hard to calm down. Besides, although there is friendship, it is no longer a simple feeling, but a superficial perfunctory. What is even more frightening is that she doesn't want to repent and then develop. . Alas! Asking for a book is not, nor is it. This really puts me in a dilemma!

After much deliberation, I decided to talk to her about the book quietly. Not only five books, but also the purity of friendship!

8. It is true that choosing today determines tomorrow's life. How many people have ruined their lives because of a momentary negligence? How many people have ruined their life goals because of indecision? Give up what you should give up, but grasp your choice.

The teacher told us a story: three prisoners were put in prison with a three-year sentence. Before putting them in prison, the warden said that each of the three people should be given a request. The first American likes smoking, so he asked for three boxes of cigarettes. The second Frenchman likes romance, so he asked for three boxes of romantic novels. The third Jew asked for a mobile phone to communicate with. Three years later, the Americans ran out with smoke in their mouths, nostrils and ears. It turned out that he forgot to ask the warden for matches. Then, the French threw away their romance novels, ran out, found a computer and wrote their own novels. At this time, the Jew calmly came out, shook the warden's hand and said, "Thank you, this mobile phone not only didn't make my business collapse, but also increased by 100%!" To repay you, I'll give you a BMW! "This story tells us that one should not only consider the immediate interests, but also think about what to do in the future.

Then, the teacher wants to play a game with us. She asked us to write down five things, anything. I first wrote two kinds of food, rice and coke, then two kinds of communication tools, such as telephone and computer, and five things, such as books. The teacher said, "Now, you are all sailing in the writer's boat of life. The five things you wrote are your five kinds of luggage. There are too many waves at sea now, so you have to throw away two things. " I think: food is unnecessary, you can catch some fish at sea to eat. So, I crossed out two kinds of food without hesitation. The teacher said, "Now there is a storm again. You have to throw something away." I think: computers have more functions than telephones. I'll throw away the phone! The teacher added, "The boat is too small, and we have to throw something." I reluctantly gave up my love and finally crossed out the book.

Please choose an impressive activity and write a composition. About 400 words, the true feelings in the world are as vast as long rivers and flowing water, and the true feelings in the heart are as warm and moist as streams and streams. I tried to pick up a handful of smells, but it ran through my fingers. However, I didn't.

Without it, it is always in my eyes, which makes me unforgettable all the time.

Life has subtly changed its taste since we brought grandpa back. Unexpectedly, an ordinary little thing in life can make the true feelings jump like a stream and stir up snow-white waves. We can't see grandpa's warmth.

Signs, but you can feel the happy time with stronger true feelings.

Grandpa is always in the house, and he will be bored, so my mother asked me to take him out for a walk. Just walking can make grandpa laugh. Walk through one unit and walk through two units. . Go through building 1.

In the corner, we walked out of the morning happiness hand in hand.

My mother asked me to buy vegetables, and my grandfather accompanied me to the vegetable market. I went to a place to choose, and my grandfather hurried to see if the food I took was fresh. I smiled and said, don't worry, I have already chosen. He smiled, too, but yes.

I said, hehe, look at this leaf sutra. . The expression on her face is both mocking my carelessness and blaming my mistake. As we said, we have finished buying food. On the way, grandpa put the things in his left hand in his right hand and gave one to his left hand.

Put it in my hand. I haven't figured out what is going on yet. The food in my hand was robbed Grandpa smiled and said, "I'll carry it, I'll carry it." I laughed too. I think he is really interesting, so old.

It still is. On second thought, oh! It's because you're old!

In the kitchen, grandpa looked at those chopsticks with wide eyes. My mother and I were surprised. So, my mother came forward to ask, but grandpa's answer made us smile gently. He said, why are these chopsticks exactly the same?

Like what? I said we can tell, they have different shades of color. Grandpa smiled and was washed away! I'm even more surprised to hear that. Why didn't I find it? It wasn't a problem at first, but it was impressive.

Sometimes, you can feel happy without saying anything. As if that kind of happiness flowed directly from everyone's heart and gathered into greater happiness.

Sometimes, as long as you look into each other's eyes, you can see that happiness is pouring out of the pupil and overflowing in the air. I don't know if happiness is that simple, but I know that our three generations are happy together. Happy time,

There is no glory of the morning glow, but there is freshness of the dawn. Happy time is not as magnificent as the ocean. But there is the softness of spring eyes. Happy time, the true feelings are not bursting, but flowing forever.

Splash, splash, toss and turn, sunshine, reflecting beautiful moments. Stream, stream, always warm my eyes and moisten my heart.

Three generations, together, reveal the subtle and real happiness in life.