Write the composition of the second volume of the fifth grade

Write seven compositions in the second volume of the fifth grade

In daily study, work and life, many people have written compositions. The composition must focus on the theme and elaborate on the same theme. No rambling, lax theme or even no theme. The following is the composition I brought for you to write the second volume of grade five, I hope it will help you.

The second volume of the fifth grade composition 1 You asked me how I feel about keeping a diary, and now I'll tell you:

Generally speaking, it feels good, because you can record your daily life, where your joy comes from and what your real feelings are. When you read the diary, you will recall how innocent and lovely you used to be.

Slowly, you will get better and better. I used to be like this. At first, I didn't know how to keep a diary, or even what a diary was. Later, I began to like keeping a diary. I have written every article from a dozen words to hundreds of words, and even up to five pages at most! This is a process of gradual accumulation.

When writing a diary, as long as you think of a topic, you can write around it. Remember, you must write around this topic, so as not to write too much, and people will say that you have a running account. Writing around this topic, I think it is the most basic to keep a diary.

Actually, keeping a diary is not very difficult. As long as you are willing to write, you will find it interesting to keep a diary. She will also bring you a lot of joy. I learned more words, phrases and idioms when I was writing a diary. And punctuation is getting more and more skilled. Dad used to say that I used commas in the wrong place, but now I can almost be a little teacher who uses punctuation. If there are punctuation errors in my mother's article, I will tell my mother in time what symbols to fill in, why to fill in this way, which tone is more fluent, and whether there is any mistake in the text in the article. I will check my mother once or even twice. Mom also praised me as her little teacher!

When you keep a diary, you will feel how fresh today is. What have you gained today? Only in this way can you better understand your past and present.

Every time I go to physical education class, when I have free activities, I just watch them playing happily by the stairs, and then you will ask: Why don't you dare let them play? It's not that they don't play with me when I don't want to, because I am fat and sissy, and they do nothing but crowd me out.

In the competition, if you are sure to win the championship, and I will only make our group lose points, I will naturally be scolded and won't let you participate, while the PE teacher seems to be indifferent and won't laugh. It can be seen that I care about us in my heart and want him to be healthy, so I have to express my thoughts in my composition, but my composition is poor, so I can only express it in general.

Just like the outsider in my boring diary 2, it also means that I am an outsider of others. I don't seem to exist in the eyes of some people, while others just look at me as a target. They fight as soon as they see me, once a day. Why should I change hands? I'm the target anyway.

Once when I was in a daze in physical education class, I saw a fool in our school. He seemed to be an "orphan" like me. Soon, several classmates went to play with him, and I was dumbfounded at once. It turns out that I am a real "orphan"! On my way home, I saw the fool and her mother there. His mother immediately ran over and asked me, "What grade are you in?" ! Do you want to sweep the floor tomorrow? "I was thinking, his mother is so concerned about her, and he still stood there as if nothing had happened. When I opened the door, I saw a black and white cat meowing, as if our hearts were connected, as if to say that I had been abandoned by my companion. It turned out that we were in the same situation as him, so I "chatted" with him for a long time before entering the house. ...

How's this?

On the first day, I soaked dried soybeans in water. Two hours later, I saw that the soybeans soaked in water turned golden yellow and oval. Take it out of the water and put it in a dry washbasin. Soybean is covered with a thin layer of soft paper and placed at room temperature until it germinates. It's the first time to do this kind of experiment with my own hands, and I expect time to surprise me. What will tomorrow be like? I wish I could know now.

The next day, I was eager to see the change of beans. I got up in the morning and ran to the washbasin covered with soft paper without washing my face or brushing my teeth. The paper was opened by my hand: there were some small white spots in front of my eyes, which were on every soybean. That's the foot of bean sprouts. Scattered in the night sky like stars. I clapped my hands happily, and my face was covered with smiles unconsciously. Shouting loudly: bean sprouts are growing! There are bean sprouts ...

On the third day, I opened the paper again and something strange happened. I saw a white filament pressing on the soybean, which became smaller and peeled off. I can't help exclaiming, "Wow, it's beautiful!" I am amazed at the magical power of nature, and thank the small bean sprouts for growing so fast. My heart is as sweet as honey. I believe that as long as you are willing to work hard, you will certainly gain something.

On the fourth day, before drinking milk, I shouted: bean sprouts, bean sprouts, my bean sprouts. Before I opened the paper, the bean sprout poked out its little head along the gap, and it also wanted to see the wonderful world outside. Pick up one and put it in your hand. Bean sprouts are tender and crisp, like tadpoles with long tails. Like a bean with a long line. More like a little meteor. I like it very much. This is a little baby that I never dreamed of. I made it myself. I am grateful for the miracle of life.

Today, my mother bought me a mimosa in the shop. This mimosa is packed in a box. I don't know what mimosa looks like, but I've been thinking about it on the way.

When I finally got home, I immediately found scissors to cut the box open. I was shocked at the moment when the box was opened. I thought the mimosa had only one flower, but I didn't expect my mimosa pot to have many buds. I counted it carefully several times. Wow! It has eight buds. These eight mung bean-sized buds lie quietly under feathery green leaves, like babies sleeping in their mother's arms. I carefully took it out of the box and put it on the sunny window. I believe that in a few days, my mimosa will produce the most beautiful flowers.

Mimosa's compound leaves are like hibiscus branches, bit by bit symmetrical, like bird feathers. As long as you touch them gently, their leaves will close, and if you touch them again, their petioles will droop.

When it comes to mimosa, everyone will say: Like a shy little girl, like a timid girl … I used to think so, but now I don't think so. They must have never seen mimosa! In fact, if you look closely, you will find that the stems of mimosa are covered with tiny thorns. If you accidentally get stabbed, you will definitely scream with pain. This can really be described by an idiom, that is, "the knife hides in the smile."

Mimosa is not only cute, but also has a skill! That is: forecast the weather! If the leaves of mimosa close quickly, it means the weather is fine; If the leaves close slowly, it means it will rain. So I call mimosa "weather forecast grass" again.

This is my magical and lovely mimosa. I like this mimosa very much.

5165438+1Sunday, October 7th, the weather is fine.

Today, our class gave a wonderful performance by telling fairy tales, which was also appreciated by the judges. Students, if you want to know, please look below!

Ding, Ding, the bell rang. My classmates and I hurried back to the classroom and sat up straight. When the teacher said to stand up, we stood neatly, which made people feel good and great. The class meeting began. The first performance is Wang Xia's class. They have the protagonists Xiaohong and Xiaoming, garbage dumpers and garbage pickers.

The class meeting began. Wang Xia was the first to appear, along with Xiaohong and Xiaoming. They are going to grandma's house, and some people throw rubbish. The story goes like this:

One day, Xiaohong and Xiaoming's mother asked them to go to their grandmother's house. When Xiaohong and Xiaoming went to grandma's house, they saw that many people were still littering trash cans, and there was a bad smell. Xiao Hong said, "Look, Xiao Ming, there is so much garbage. Let's pick up the garbage. " Xiaohong put the garbage in the trash can, while Xiaoming was thinking. Suddenly, he had an idea. He took out a pen and a piece of paper from his backpack and began to write. Xiaohong finished picking up the garbage and Xiaoming finished writing. Students, do you really want to know what Xiao Ming wrote? Don't worry, I'm telling you, he wrote about civilization-only one step away. Xiaohong boasted that Xiaoming was a clever boy.

After the story was finished, the students applauded warmly. This story made me understand that we should be a civilized boy and not litter. This is the first step for our students. Students, let's be a civilized boy!

There is a song that sings very well: "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures …" But in my heart, only fathers are good in the world.

I remember it was one night. I had dinner with my father, cleaned up the dishes and went upstairs. I watched cartoons alone in the living room. Suddenly, I felt a sharp stomachache, so I quickly covered my stomach with my hand. It still hurts badly, and I can't help rolling on the ground and crying. When my father heard my crying, he ran downstairs at once. He rushed at me and picked me up. He asked anxiously, "What's the matter?" I struggled to squeeze out three words through my teeth: "My stomach-my son-hurts." Hearing this, my father took me out of the door and rushed to Liuhe Health Center.

On the way, I felt my father panting, so I opened my eyes hard and saw the bean-sized sweat and red face on my father's forehead, and tears could not help but flow out.

When I came to the hospital, I didn't find a doctor. My father quickly took me home, pushed out his motorcycle, carried me on his back with a strap, and rode me to Batong Village Health Center. After a bumpy drive, we finally arrived and entered the hospital. The doctor immediately prescribed a prescription to take me to infusion. I didn't feel the pain of needle puncture during infusion, probably because the pain in my stomach far exceeded the pain of needle puncture. I lost and lost, and I fell asleep. When I woke up, my stomach had stopped hurting. Seeing my father sleeping by the bed, I couldn't bear to wake him up and gently put the quilt over him. ...

By the way, you must ask my mother why she didn't show up, because I died in a car accident when I was 5 years old.

Dad's love for me is selfless and the greatest.

In the summer vacation, I participated in the activity of "Protecting Mother River and Releasing Cold River Turtles". This time, I'm going to hatch baby Leng Jiang turtles.

Because we are given eggs for about 20 days, we only need to wait for about 50 days before the little turtle can hatch. I have been eagerly waiting for the arrival of the little turtle, looking forward to the moon every day.

After hatching for a period of time, two eggs were exposed due to lack of experience. As a result, because of this tragedy, Leng Jiang turtle's eldest brother and second brother all stink one after another. At that time, it was a classmate's little Leng Jiang turtle born, which made me envy and regret. I have been in the shadow of regret and worry, and I can't come back for a long time.

However, on August 8, a happy event came to me and freed me from the shadow of sadness. Because my old ginger turtle finally hatched, and then on August 10, my old ginger turtle hatched one after another, which is simply happy for me! And it looks stronger than the third child of Leng Jiang tortoise, as if it were as strong as an ox!

At first, I told them not to eat for two or three days, and when they got rid of the umbilical cord themselves, I fed them and changed the water. Feeding is very important. Chicken yolk should be fed several months ago. If it is cooked, in order not to let the yolk melt and affect the water quality, I will put it in the place where Leng Jiang Turtle climbed during previous training, so as not to knock over the water, and the water level is also very important not to exceed its back.

After my careful care, I hope my Leng Jiang turtle will grow fat and healthy, and send you back to your big family.