That time I was very happy to write a composition about my birthday. How to write this composition? First aid! Award 50!

Looking forward to 365 days, waiting for this annual big day is enough to show that this day is extraordinary. When I was a child, there was still a month before my birthday, but every day I talked about how many days before I could eat delicious birthday cakes and open birthday presents. When the colorful candles light up slowly, the small hands will hold tightly. After making a sweet and unknown wish, all innocence and happiness will bloom in an instant. What a beautiful day.

The deepest birthday in my memory was when I was 6 years old. It was my well-off parents who ordered a big birthday cake for me and specially called a photographer to freeze this moment for us. Thus, a cake, a happy family of three, a classic "Happy Birthday", a wall of proud testimonials and a few warm wishes have become the most unforgettable scenes in my heart. I still remember that even the photographer couldn't help but sigh: Your family is really happy.

However, happy times are always short-lived. With the growth of age, parents' wrinkles gradually climb on their foreheads, and birthdays seem to be a dispensable and extremely ordinary day. Since then, every birthday, I have never enjoyed that warm memory.

I still remember 13 years old. Because at that time, I was bohemian, always making trouble, and my relationship with my classmates was always bad. On my birthday, I forced myself to go to the classroom, hoping that a friend would suddenly jump out at a certain intersection and say, "Hey, Wei Jie, happy birthday!" " "But how many people who have few friends can understand my mind? So, from morning till night, watching people around me come and go, how I want to tell others: "Today is my birthday!" " "Ah. But I never said, for the last bit of self-esteem. When I walked out of the classroom last, my heart turned upside down and my head was pulled, as weak as a deflated ball. I want to cry when I think of my birthday and the scene when I was 6 years old. Before I arrived at the dormitory door, suddenly a classmate gently told me, "Li Weijie, your father is here." I was startled in my heart. Potatoes ... I started rushing in. I was greeted by the face of my classmate 13 and a weather-beaten and familiar face. "Happy birthday!" This sentence popped out of their mouths almost at the same time. I was stunned and didn't know what to say. "Dad, I think. . . . . . ""What do you think? Fool, I can remember your birthday! " A warm wind blows, and I want to cry again. "What are you doing?" The students asked with concern. "Nothing, my eyes are in the sand." "You too. Why didn't you tell us your birthday? " "That is, how boring it is to have a birthday alone!" Students, do you know that I am as happy as a flower in full bloom?

That is, from that day on, I learned to get along with people and communicate with them.

Seriously, although my parents are busy growing up, I haven't missed a birthday. There is no big red and green cake. There is no touching music, only gentle blessings. Today, I found that this is also beautiful! When my parents were young, because their families were poor, sometimes they couldn't talk about it at all, whether they were born or not. It is not until today that their living conditions are good that they have this beautiful festival. I remember, too. I firmly remember my parents' birthdays. On their birthdays, I also send them gifts and blessings. I will never forget the happiness and ease on their faces. With this thought, it seems that I have returned to my sixth birthday and our warm and happy family of three. . . . . . Thanks for the birthday, he let us know how to love each other better!

Last Thursday was my birthday. Because I was nervous about my study, I discussed it with my classmates and decided to postpone it until Sunday. Everyone agreed.

On Sunday, three friends came to my house to celebrate my birthday. As soon as we met, we shook hands and hugged like good friends we hadn't seen for ten years. Then we chatted and tasted Tieguanyin tea. Suddenly, I had a good idea: baking sweet potatoes. So I told my friends. Hearing this, everyone agreed. At this time, I thought of how to bake sweet potatoes. Although I baked it with my sister before, it was mainly my sister. They said, "Don't be afraid, we will do better!" " "I want to give it a try. I will bake sweet potatoes with others in the future.

We brought steel wire, sweet potatoes, matches, paper, firewood ... and then we went straight to the field outside the door. Soon, we chose a place and started to make a fire. We first took some paper and small firewood and lit it with matches. Then I put the fire in the hole of the stove. After burning for a while, I began to get a little impatient. Why does it burn so slowly? But in order to eat sweet potatoes, we have to continue to cook patiently.

Time went by minute by minute, and the attractive smell of baked sweet potato came to the nostrils, so that everyone could water DC. Someone can't wait, just take the sweet potato off the wire. However, I don't know if the sweet potato is raw or not ripe. Looking at his mess, we all doubled up with laughter. Then, we made a fire and continued to bake sweet potatoes. It was about fifteen minutes before we stopped baking sweet potatoes. We waited another ten minutes before turning the sweet potato out of the fire, dusting it off, peeling it and eating it. Ah, this baked sweet potato is delicious and sweet. No matter what delicious food you exchange with me, I won't!

At two o'clock in the afternoon, we put candles on the cake and light it. They sang a song to wish you a happy birthday. Then, I made a wish and blew out the candle. So, everyone began to eat cakes. They are really great. I couldn't wait to cut them open with a knife, so I grabbed them and ate them with my hands. When they ate with relish, I grabbed a handful of cream and put it on their faces. They immediately fought back. I was also painted a big face by them. After a melee, everyone's face turned into a big face.

My birthday party ended with happy laughter. This birthday party will be unforgettable for me!