The composition of the fifth grade is about 450 words.

In ordinary daily life, when it comes to composition, everyone is certainly familiar with it. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. In order to make your writing easier and more convenient, the following is my fifth-grade composition (general 1 1), which I hope will help you.

Interesting things about childhood 1 Childhood made countless innocent smiles. Has merged into a small river, called "childhood fun." Let me take a bowl of sweet and delicious river water for everyone to savor.

Once, I helped my grandmother sort out straw in the yard, saying it was just messing around. Before I came to the henhouse, I saw a hen hatching eggs. At that time, when I was young and didn't understand what they were doing, I ran to ask my grandmother, "Why do hens lay eggs?" Grandma replied, "It's a chick. In a few days, the chicken will come out of the egg. "

After listening to grandma's words, I felt particularly novel, and a lot of strange ideas immediately came out: why did the hen lie on it and hatch chickens? Can people hatch eggs? To solve this problem, I decided to give it a try. I took out an egg from home, built a nest with straw, came to a quiet place, squatted on the egg and began to hatch. I must see with my own eyes how eggs become chickens.

It was getting dark, and grandma started looking for me everywhere. I wanted to wait until the chickens hatched, but my grandmother found out. When she saw me, she was angry and funny and asked, "What are you doing?" "I'm incubating eggs, grandma, look, the chicken is going to hatch!" Grandma smiled and explained, "A hen can hatch eggs because its body temperature is higher than that of people." I don't believe it. I have to let my grandmother hatch my eggs. My grandmother had no choice but to agree, and I went home contentedly.

Although the chicks didn't hatch later, this interesting story will never be forgotten by me. How I miss my innocent childhood!

Interesting childhood composition 2 Childhood is colorful, a beautiful childhood life is even more colorful and very interesting. Many interesting things happened when I was a child. It is as numerous as the stars in the sky, but there is one thing I remember.

I remember it was when I was four years old, on a Mid-Autumn Festival night. It was a beautiful day. The bright moon is in the sky, and the moon in the sky is big and round, hanging high in the sky like a big jade plate. I looked up and counted the shining stars in the sky. I think the sky is so beautiful. At this time, I looked down and suddenly found a big round moon in the basin where grandma washed clothes, and it was so bright and beautiful, just like the moon in the sky. I think: there is also a moon in the basin. I want to hold on to it. So, I rolled up my sleeves and reached into the basin with lightning speed, ready to catch the moon, but when my hand just touched the calm water, suddenly the water shook and the moon in the basin disappeared. Huh? I think maybe I accidentally disturbed the moon and it slipped away quietly. So I waited patiently, and soon the moon appeared in the basin again. I came to the washbasin and slowly reached out my hand with one finger. The moon didn't move. When the third finger went down, the moon disappeared. When I saw it, I burst into tears. Grandma heard this and quickly asked me what was wrong. I told her what caught the moon. Grandma smiled and said, "silly boy, the moon in the water is the reflection of the moon in the sky." You can't catch it. Look, the moon. " I looked up, yes, the moon is still in the sky.

Now that I have grown up, I always laugh when I think about it.

Interesting Childhood Composition 3 Childhood is a beach full of shells, and those beautiful shells are interesting things. Let me pick up a blue shell and tell you something!

On a sunny holiday, my father and I went rafting! Drifting begins, put on your life jacket, get on the raft and go! My father and I rowed slowly while enjoying the beautiful scenery on the shore. Wow! I'm drunk. The shore is shaded by trees, and the flowers open their delicate faces and look at the stream curiously. The stream is crystal clear, and occasionally a few small fish play in the water.

Suddenly, the ship met a small whirlpool, and the ship kept turning, which made me feel very dizzy. Dad kept busy, pushing, pulling and rowing, and finally brought the boat to a "safe zone".

Wandering and drifting, I have experienced a lot of chicken fillets, and there is a torrent ahead. We took our time and let the ship rush to the rapids. There was a click, and our boat was stuck between rocks! Dad and I tried our best, but we couldn't push it away. While we were sitting on the boat, a boat came towards us, so we hit a stone. As a result, it is conceivable that we drifted away and they were stuck between stones!

Seeing that the finish line was coming, I relaxed my vigilance and didn't notice a big slope ahead! I was unprepared and choked a lot of water. Suddenly, I shouted, "Where are my swimming glasses?" Dad said, "It may have fallen." I said with tears, "Will it sink?" Dad said humorously, "You can try the eyes on your neck!" " "I looked down and immediately smile through tears.

The fun of childhood is a beautiful shell, dotted with my beautiful childhood!

Childhood is like a cup of strong coffee, warm to your heart, childhood is like a cup of light green tea, which makes you memorable; Childhood is like a rainbow in a storm, colorful and dazzling; Childhood is like the afterglow of the sunset, so unforgettable; Just like that winding path, it makes you grow. I think of my childhood. ...

I remember that time, the weather was not very good and it was raining. My cousin and I went fishing with an adult, and we followed my uncle. Seeing some rivers, my uncle put the B stick of electric fish in the river. Ah, a small fish was electrocuted. I said, "I'll get it, I'll get it ..." We walked on. One fish after another was put into the bucket, and we also caught a few small fish and shrimp. We are really happy! Walking, we were electrified, and before we knew it, we came to the power station, where the water flowed quickly, like a waterfall. We approached the power station step by step, "Wow, it's amazing, the water is flowing so fast! I said, finally, we went home together and were scolded for a while, but I was very happy! Another time, I went to my grandmother's house with my cousin and my brother and sister. The road there is a bit strange. After all, I have only been there once or twice. We bought food and played fireworks there. I'm so happy!

Childhood is a book, a book with precious memories; Childhood is an elf, accompanying me to grow up; Childhood is another poem, an unforgettable poem. Childhood is a pure and unforgettable time. In childhood, we weave beautiful stories every day. An insect, a toy, a discovery and an argument seem insignificant, but they contain our happiness, dreams and pursuits.

Interesting childhood composition 5 When I was in grade one, I did a stupid thing. After reading the word idiot, do you want to ask what idiot it is? Hee hee, I want to laugh when I think about that.

The thing is, one day, my father was not at home, and my mother was just going to work. Before my mother left, she told me not to let strangers into the house. After my mother left, I finished my homework at home, played with toys for a while, felt hungry, and went to the refrigerator to get a piece of bread to eat.

I walked around the room, feeling bored. Suddenly, I heard a knock at the door. At this moment, I thought, who could it be? Will my mother come? It's impossible. Mom usually goes home after one o'clock in the afternoon, but it's past nine in the morning. It's impossible. It can't be her. Is it dad? It's even more impossible. Dad said he wouldn't come back for two days. who the hell could that be ?

I glanced under the door and realized that it was my classmate Zhou Min who came to play with me.

I was afraid that my mother didn't have the key to go home, so I posted a note on the door, which read: Mom, I'm going out to play with my classmates first. The key is on the table. Go and get it yourself.

When I came back, I found my mother standing at the door. I asked my mother, why don't you go home? Mom said, how can I get in without a key? I said, didn't I leave my key on the table? Mom said that the table is at home. How can I get there?

We finally knocked the lock before we got home.

Now that I am a fifth-grade student, I will never make that mistake again. However, I was really stupid.

Childhood is a mirror, according to my childhood; Childhood is a painting, depicting many childhood beauties; Childhood is still a poem, depicting many memories. There were many things in my childhood, and one thing made me laugh.

Autumn is coming, the wind is calling me, and the smell of oranges is tempting me. I, a greedy cat, couldn't hold my temper and asked my mother to buy a lot. On the way, my eyes stared at the big bag of oranges unblinkingly, and my eyes revealed the desire of "greed". I couldn't help arguing several times and asked my mother to bring me oranges. As soon as I stepped into the house, I quickly grabbed the bag in my mother's hand and quickly took out the orange and peeled it. That full fruit and plenty of juice can't help but make my mouth water. I swallowed the orange without saying anything. The delicious taste of this orange also makes me memorable! But suddenly, a scream reached my mother's ear. She rushed over and asked in horror, "mom, I swallowed the orange core!" Nuclear, will it grow saplings in my stomach! " Mom doesn't understand. "What?" I cried and said, "mom, I saw on TV that orange core is a seed." Seeds will germinate and then become young trees. Will there be saplings growing in my stomach? " I will keep hope. Mother laughed: "So that's it! Don't worry, if it grows, mom will take you to see a doctor. " When I said the words "see a doctor", my tears began to roll in my eyes. When my mother saw that I was so scared, she immediately comforted: "It's okay, Tong Tong, mom is joking." It's silly of me to be played by my mother like this. Mom added, "The seeds will be excreted through the peristalsis of the stomach. Will not stay in the body. " Look at mom smiling, smiling so beautifully. I smiled, too, and understood that my mother was really joking with me!

Looking back now, I was really not sensible when I was a child!

Interesting childhood composition 7 Childhood is like a colorful kaleidoscope, full of happiness and fantasy, so many childish things come to mind like movies.

I remember when I was six years old, my mother took me to my mother-in-law's house during the kindergarten holiday. I am so happy, because I can see my beloved kitten again. When I came to my mother-in-law's house, sure enough, the kitten ran over as soon as she saw me. I picked up the kitten and came to play at home. The next day, I saw my father shave with a razor after washing his face. He looks ten years younger after shaving. I looked at the kitten and found that its beard was so long, so I thought: Dad's beard is very long, and Dad shaved himself with a razor. Let me cut the kitten when it grows a beard! I dare to do it, pick up the scissors and get ready to start cutting. The kitten seemed to know my plan and ran away, but how did it know that I had set a tight encirclement, the doors and windows were closed, and it could not escape from my palm?

I picked it up and cut it. I always hear it meowing when I cut it, as if to say, "I don't want to cut my beard, it's useful to me!" " "I don't care about that. Three times, five times, twice, all bare. At this time, my mother came back and looked at the kitten's beard in my arms. I frowned, but I ran to my mother and smiled and said, "Mom, I cut the kitten's beard. Are you going to reward me? " Mother frowned and said, "you can't cut the cat's beard." "I was puzzled and asked my mother," Why can't a kitten's beard be cut? Mother said: "First, the cat's beard is a tool to catch mice, which can be used to measure the size of mouse holes." Second, its beard has special factors, which can test the voice of ground mice, so it can't cut the cat's beard. "I realized that I would never make such a mistake again.

This is an interesting story about how I cut a cat's beard, which I can't forget for a long time. It has been deeply imprinted in my heart.

Childhood Fun Story Grade 5 Composition 8 Childhood is a beach, and fun is a grain of sand on the beach; Childhood is the night sky, fun is the stars in the sky; Childhood is a stream, and fun is a drop of water in it. Everyone's childhood is different. Everyone's childhood is colorful.

I remember a few years ago, my family and I went to my uncle's house for dinner. After dinner, my sister and brother and I went to the backyard to play. Suddenly, I found some chickens running out of the fence. I asked them to chase chickens with sticks. I shouted and ran: "Chicken! You stop! Hurry home! " I ran out of breath and didn't catch any chickens. At this time, all the chickens ran into the field. I called them to chase after me, and suddenly fell down after a few steps, covered in grass and mud. I was so angry that I immediately stood up and chased the chicken again. I run very fast this time. A chicken was in front of me, but I tripped over it because my steps didn't stop. The chicken turned over, screamed angrily and ran after me. I was so scared that I immediately got up and ran, shouting, "Help! Help! "

After running for a long time, the chickens stopped chasing me. Maybe they are tired. At this time, I finally relieved. But who knows that this chicken is very smart and ran towards me when I wasn't looking. At this time, I made up my mind that I must not lose to the chicken again. So I picked up a wooden stick and hit the chicken hard. The chicken whined and ran away.

Did you find it interesting after listening to my interesting childhood story? What interesting things happened in your childhood? Don't forget to tell me! I really want to hear interesting stories about your childhood. I can't wait.

In my memory, childhood is like a blank sheet of paper. I drew many beautiful pictures on this piece of white paper, which contained the ups and downs of my childhood. My childish mind is full of ideas different from those of adults. Next, I will take out a very beautiful painting to share with you.

It was a summer, I was only six years old, and my mother was going to take me to the "Blue Sky Photo Studio" in Tieling New Town to take photos. My mother and I went as guests. I got a fright when I entered. Why are all the children on the wall? Are they playing the game of "wooden head"? I am very happy to play with them. At this time, my mother asked me to take pictures, and I was reluctant to part with them. I said, "Goodbye!" "But they didn't say a word. I am angry. " You are so rude. Didn't your mother teach you? Hey! "I had finished, but he told us not to say a word. I was so angry that I knelt on the ground and cried. My mother ran to me and asked me, "What's the matter?" I said, "They all ignore me. "Mom looked at it and said with a smile," Silly child, these are all pictures of children! " "I don't understand, but I admit it's just so-so. It's my turn to take pictures. I dance like a rabbit. 1 of "cut", eyes flashed a white light. "The photo is finished." The photographer said. "Where is it?" I asked. "Here it is." Mom said. Suddenly, my photo appeared on the computer. I was shocked again and said, "Why am I in the computer?" Mom said, "This is the photo!" "Oh, this is the photo, I see." The childish mentality of childhood is common to outsiders, but in my opinion, it will never be forgotten.

I came to Ningbo with my parents when I was five years old. I lived in my hometown for several years before I was five years old. I feel very happy and have left a deep impression on me so far.

There is a large clearing in front of my old house, so my neighbors used it and planted a lot of vegetables. When vegetables bloom, they look golden and beautiful, attracting many butterflies and bees to dance on them. There is a lot of grass in the vegetable field. I often play pulling weeds with several children. One of the unknown grasses is very interesting. Its stem is very long, with three round leaves at the top. Let's pull it out and peel the stem. Two children take one each and pull the two together. Whoever cuts the grass first will lose. In order to get the unbreakable grass king, everyone went to find the kind with particularly thick stems, and the children's laughter floated in the dish.

There is a river next to the house. On summer nights, many people swim in the river, so I pester my mother to take me to play with water every day. I watched my brother swim from one side of the river to the other side and back again under the guidance of adults. I think I will be as good as my brother in swimming one day. My mother said I was young and kept looking at me. I am only allowed to sit on the rocks on the shore and soak my feet in the water. I kicked the water hard and the splash splashed all over me like pearls. I am very happy.

Summer night is also our happy time. Friends are playing in the community on small bicycles. When we rushed down the slope, mothers screamed behind us.

That childhood has been getting farther and farther away from me, but its beauty has made me miss it so far.

Interesting things about childhood 1 1 Childhood is a wonderful dream, a beautiful song and a beautiful painting. An interesting story about childhood is endless. ...

I remember when I was four years old, my parents took me to my grandfather's house for the New Year. Grandpa's house has a big yard. The yard is beautiful! In spring, there are many flowers in the yard, which is a paradise for bees. On the wall of the yard, there is a beehive and a swallow's nest. In winter, the swallow flew away, but no one touched the nest and waited for the swallow's life in the coming year.

On this day, many children came to grandpa's house to play. Grandpa put a brazier in the middle of the yard, brought a lot of dry branches, and found some twigs and some waste paper as an introduction. Grandpa put these branches and waste paper in the brazier and lit them with a lighter. I saw a puff of smoke and a small flame coming out. We soon put the bigger branches on it. Soon, the fire was big. How warm it is! We jumped around the fire, shouted at the top of our lungs, and knocked around with sticks from time to time, having a good time.

At night, the fire is still burning, and I am tired. I just lay in a chair by the fire and saw that the flame was too small, so I put a firewood in it. I only heard my mother shout, "Slow down!" " But it's too late. When I saw it, it turned out that the sleeve of my new down jacket hit the brazier and was burned with a big hole. Mom saw that I was sleepy and didn't say anything about me. Early the next morning, my mother pulled up my sleeve and let me have a look at my brilliant achievements. I grinned myself and couldn't help laughing.

I'll never forget it, and now I can't help laughing when I think about it.