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Composition by fifth grade primary school students

In daily study, work and life, everyone often comes into contact with composition. Composition is a literary style that is composed of words and expresses the meaning of a theme through language organization after human thought. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? Below are 7 essays by fifth grade primary school students that I compiled for you. You are welcome to share them. Composition by fifth-grade primary school students Part 1

Human life is like a small boat, constantly drifting on the vast sea. It is impossible for the sea to be calm forever, there can be no storms, and it is impossible for us to survive smoothly. There will definitely be wind, rain and waves to block our progress. However, what should we do in the face of these winds, rains and waves?

In fact, these winds, rains and waves are the setbacks and tribulations that we must face in life. When we face them, we may be bruised and bruised by them, have nothing left, and may not have the courage to continue facing them. , will want to escape. But what good will it do if you escape? That will make you fall short and all your efforts will be in vain. Although you have nothing, you can start over and face setbacks with a new look. You have to have the courage to face it. Since escaping is useless, we can only face reality. There is a saying that goes well: "Only those who can withstand strong winds and waves can achieve something." Every successful person has experienced the test of wind and rain, and they choose to face it. Not an escape. They are a good example. In the face of setbacks, we can only have the courage to face reality instead of escaping from it.

Frustration is just a small puddle on the road of life. Once you cross it, you will find a broad road; it is just a small desert. Once you cross it, you will find cool green shade. When a storm passes, it becomes a beautiful rainbow; when it passes, it becomes a calm sea... As long as you have confidence, you can overcome setbacks. Composition by fifth-grade primary school students Part 2

Summer vacation brings us relaxation and happiness as always, but this summer vacation also brings unprecedented high temperatures to Guangzhou. Under the "oppression" of the heat, we came to Guiyang, the summer resort capital.

When I walked from the train to the platform, I felt the coolness of the summer in Guangzhou that had never happened in a century. The "gospel" was not this one, but the second good news that followed - the city where we live. About 800 meters from Guizhou Hotel is Qianlingshan Park. When I think about living next to a 4A-level scenic spot, my happiness index rises rapidly. Is Qianling Mountain a place to worship Buddha? Or other religious holy places? I was confused when I heard this name.

After breakfast the next day, we bypassed the hotel and headed straight to Qianling Mountain. Qianling Mountain has dense vegetation, and it feels very shady when you walk to the foot of the mountain. However, as soon as you enter the door, the path you can take is a very steep slope. Before I finished climbing the slope, I was too tired to go up any more. Just then, a stuffed animal climbed onto the stone on the side of the road. I rubbed my eyes, yes, I read it right, it was a cute monkey! This was my first time seeing wild monkeys and I was so excited! He hurriedly took out his cell phone to take pictures, and threw him some bread for him to eat on the mountain.

My interest came back, and I continued to walk forward. There were more and more monkeys, and I could see them not far away. The tourists' viewing and discussion, the continuous singing, and the construction noise have no impact on them at all. Some of them are eating things handed by tourists on the trees, some are jumping and playing on the trees, and some are running on the ground^ < /p>

After we visited the zoo on the mountain, we followed another road down the mountain. Unexpectedly, there were more monkeys here, big and small, and brown waves were formed on the hillside. I was surprised to see a monkey holding a popsicle in his hand and eating it like a human, several monkeys holding bottles and drinking drinks like humans, and a newborn monkey hugging its mother tightly. My mother ran quickly on the hillside with her hands and feet on the ground, but it couldn't fall off. I even saw a few monkeys fighting. I think the two disabled monkeys I saw earlier were probably caused by fighting.

It may be that these monkeys face tourists every day, and tourists are very friendly to them. They are not afraid of tourists at all, and some even shuttle on roads with many tourists, walking side by side with tourists. There were also tourists who teased the monkeys and gave them bananas and bread, but under the warnings of my parents, I didn’t dare to mess with them and just took some photos.

On the way back, I suddenly thought that "Qian" is the abbreviation of Guizhou Province, and monkeys are primates. This is the origin of the name of Qianling Mountain. Qianling Mountain is really a unique and interesting mountain! Composition by fifth-grade primary school students Part 3

On a crisp autumn morning, we are going for an autumn outing.

Along the way, we were chirping, like jumping birds, and before we knew it, we arrived at Feifeng Villa.

The scenery at Feifeng Villa is so beautiful! The leaves on the tree were "rustling" and turned yellow, just like butterflies flying down and lying at the feet of the tree mother. The grass on both sides of the steps danced in the wind, and the small flowers on the grass nodded to us from time to time, as if they were welcoming us!

Going further, we saw a stone on the water in the middle of the river. We ran over happily, carefully stepped on the stone on the water, and walked forward step by step. Every step we took was very nervous, but it was very exciting. interesting. Then, we came to Feifeng Pavilion and saw a few small stone tables and benches under the small trees, so we grabbed a seat casually in a mess, then opened our school bags and enjoyed the delicious food. Seeing us devouring our food, even Aunt Liushu beside her was really shaking her head.

Time flies so fast, all of a sudden, a morning has passed. This autumn outing was not only happy but also made me feel the beauty of autumn! Composition for fifth-grade primary school students Part 4

Today, everyone is going on a spring outing, to the long-awaited Fourth Army and the big and sweet Changle Strawberry Base. Along the way, Caoer wishes everyone happiness and Huaer wishes everyone a quick return. Along the way, the wind blew everyone's faces, just like my mother touched my face countless times. When they got to the car, the students laughed and watched the beautiful scenery carefully.

When we arrived at the Fourth Army, everything was so quiet and the ground was so clean. I saw a team walking towards everyone, their steps were so consistent, like robots, each step was the same length, and only one footstep was heard. Then, everyone visited the place where the People's Liberation Army soldiers lived. They saw that the quilts there were like tofu, so neat and square, and every quilt was exactly the same. The uncle taught everyone how to fold quilts again. The uncle taught everyone step by step, and everyone listened carefully. It turns out that folding a quilt is not an easy task. It requires hard training, isn’t everyone’s learning the same?

It was noon in a blink of an eye, and everyone was about to start training. They thought they would teach everyone how to walk with the robot, but unexpectedly, they actually asked everyone to practice standing at attention, which they called "military posture." Their requirements are twice as high as normal. Although I only trained for half an hour, time went by like a snail, so slowly! Then I practiced looking left and right in physical education class. Everyone expressed willingness on their faces, but there were ten thousand unwillingnesses in their hearts. The coach never let everyone rest, and kept asking everyone to practice standing upright, turning left, turning right, and turning backward. Practice this for a while, practice that for a while. I really don’t know how the People’s Liberation Army persisted! I have a sore back and it’s so uncomfortable!

In the afternoon, everyone went to the Changle Strawberry Base. When they arrived at the strawberry base, they saw that all the strawberries there were so plump, red, and big.

Everyone can’t wait to go in and have a look. As soon as I entered, a large area of ??strawberries was displayed in front of my eyes. Everyone was picking in a hurry, one, two, three...it was really countless. Everyone picked here and there, only the ripe ones. After a while, it was very difficult to find strawberries in a place where strawberries were very abundant. There were a few gluttons who secretly ate the freshly picked strawberries while they were fresh. I also ate one, which tasted sour and sweet. The juice flowed straight into my stomach. I ate one and still want to eat it. I even want to eat all the strawberries here. Everyone left happily carrying strawberries.

Today is my happiest and best day! Essay 5 for fifth-grade primary school students

Speaking of which, this boy is quite handsome - at least he is several times fairer than my sister without using sunscreen, plus he has a bit of flowing hair on his forehead. With his bangs and his love for being cool, it was more than enough to win the applause of a few little girls. Of course, he couldn't let him hear these words: this little guy is so narcissistic that he would be brilliant if given some sunshine. As soon as he said this, he was probably so happy that he even forgot his last name.

Because his cousin was too playful and difficult to discipline, he was sent to a private school since elementary school. According to him, the food at the school was extremely unpalatable, so every time he went home, he would eat two large bowls of rice cooked by his aunt. The taste was as good as fine wine! This made my aunt so distressed that she always stuffed him with a big bag of snacks every time she visited school.

Later, our cousin was selected into the school's Latin dance team because of his handsomeness. His dance partner is also his deskmate, a little girl named LR. My cousin often laments: LR’s skin is a little darker (maybe it’s because his skin is too fair), but overall he is still a gentle and beautiful girl. Anyway, I just like her! As soon as he finished speaking, my cousin and I couldn't help but laugh: How old is a boy to know how to "fall in love"? When my cousin heard this, he became anxious and slammed the table: I am serious! Last time I carefully weaved a ring out of grass and vines, then knelt down on one knee and dedicated the ring to it, saying affectionately, "LR, I love you! Please marry me!" In order to make the plot more vivid, my cousin made a scene on the spot. The affectionate gesture of kneeling down on one knee... Of course, before he finished speaking, we were already laughing so much that we fell under the table... The "ring presentation" incident has made him proud for a long time, and he often mentioned it to us after dinner.

In my cousin's "love history", there is another thing that makes him quite conceited. At that time, before the Latin dance performance, the teacher asked the boy to kiss the back of his partner's hand. So my cousin was so happy that he didn't know what to do. Afterwards, my cousin described: "LR's hands are very small, and they seem to smell a little sweet." When my cousin and I heard this, we immediately called him a "little pervert". My cousin smiled silly, not as handsome as usual. Without a trace.

During the holidays, children inevitably play games. I remember that my cousin and I were always brave, upright and kind-hearted supermen, warriors, and heroes, while my cousin always played the role of a heinous and cunning villain, a robber, and a profiteer. Now that I think about it, it seems unfair to him, but he seems It’s not that he’s unwilling to play such a negative role.

The New Year is coming in the blink of an eye, and I suddenly remembered the scene of sitting on the roof watching the fireworks with my cousin on New Year’s Eve last year. The boundless and suffocating dark night, the colorful and eye-searing fireworks, and the roaring sound in the ears passed by so quickly, yet so beautiful and romantic.

Beautiful things are always like this, they appear suddenly and then disappear in a hurry, just like our simple and happy childhood, leaving only sweet and happy memories. Composition by fifth-grade primary school students Part 6

Walking on the quiet path, a golden carpet spreads under your feet. The leaves are falling in the wind, and a general coolness rushes into my heart. Autumn has arrived.

Autumn comes so early, and the autumn wind comes so quickly. The jungle looks like two different things in three days. Summer is the world of plants, everything is green; in autumn, a gust of wind blows, and the tender green, the green grass, and the emerald green gradually dim and slowly wither.

The leaves reluctantly left their mother's arms blown by the autumn wind. They swirled and wanted to fly to the mother of the big tree. However, the autumn wind is ruthless. "The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world." A gust of wind will roll the leaves to other places. "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." The life of leaves is short. They sprout in spring and are at their peak in summer. In autumn, the yellow leaves wither. Although they only had a few months of vitality, they kept on giving. Until his death, he never forgot the mother who gave birth to it and raised it. Now, they have to separate. Who can feel the pain for Ye'er with the emotion of life and death?

Leaning under a ginkgo tree, letting the gusts of wind blow over my cheeks, and letting the fallen leaves fall around. After a long time, I picked up a piece of ginkgo next to me and looked at it carefully. Because it had just fallen from the tree and was still very soft, the texture underneath was clearly visible, and the shape resembled a fan. Hold the leaves, stand up, and continue walking forward. Looking far into the distance, there are masses of red flames in the distance. Looking at the bright red, and then looking at the leaves in my hands, there is still a hint of coolness passing through my mind.

A leaf knows autumn. Looking at this autumn scene, I feel a sense of loneliness in my heart. Looking at the sycamore tree again, I seemed to be thoughtful... Composition for fifth grade students in primary school Part 7

I am a fifth grade student in primary school and am about to enter middle school.

Not only do I have a lot of homework in school, but I am also busy running around in various cram schools on weekends. Although I am very busy, I am also very happy.

Every Saturday is my busiest day. Because I have to go to two places to tutor my homework during the day, and I have to attend Go training at a sports school in the evening.

One weekend, because I had too much homework and no rest, I was so tired that I felt sleepy while studying Go at night. When it was my turn to compete with my opponent, I was eager to win, but I didn't pay attention and lost. The coach first criticized me harshly when he saw me. I couldn't concentrate during class and couldn't correctly treat winning and losing. Winning does not mean that everything is good and has shortcomings; losing does not mean that everything is good. Finally, the coach also laid out the places where I played well for everyone to learn and discuss.

After two months of training, my interest in Go has greatly increased. It was my first time to sign up for the amateur Go exam. In the first round, I played against a younger brother, and we were evenly matched. I used the "Xing Xiaomu" layout, and he used the "Three Stars" layout. We each used our own chess tricks, but I made a mistake and ended up losing everything. In the next few games, I adjusted my mentality, faced the challenge calmly, and used my brain to think of formations. I won------I shouted and jumped up from the chair with joy. In the end, I turned defeat into victory.

Nowadays, I have already obtained the level 3 amateur qualification of Go and I am still busy and enjoying the happiness brought by being busy.

In today’s society, everyone is a busy person. Look, those who are busy delivering goods, those who are busy rushing documents, those who are busy approving documents... Tell me what's going on now, even a primary school student like me is busy. However, I am busy, but very happy.

You must have heard that you are happy when you play, you are happy when you are successful, and you are happy when you are a family, but you must be happy if you are not obedient and too busy, right? Hey, how much knowledge is there? Look at me, I'm so young, I don't talk about going to school every day, thinking training, looking forward to the future with KET, dance classes at the Children's Palace, going to the teacher's house for Chinese tutoring... There are so many classes, the homework assigned at home can pile up, and the TV is a day Half an hour, not even a minute. No, there was a class meeting in school, and all the moderators, concatenated words, and PPT presentations all fell on my shoulders. As an upright squadron leader, of course I have to set an example. I must do these things in the class perfectly. Okay, just do it, finish it that night, take it to school, but keep saying you are not satisfied, what should I do if I am not satisfied? Change it. The next night, I looked up information on the Internet and looked for words. I was very busy. For a month, my mother said I was "lazy" almost every day. I didn't care, I was happy. The day of the class meeting finally arrived. In my eyes, this class meeting is the best class meeting in the world. I have contributed a lot here. I am so proud, so happy, and so happy that I can fly to the sky... The class meeting is over; again After a day or two, the captain of our class said to me: "The red scarf radio series is left to you." "Ah!" This week has not been good again...