Primary school composition 500 words

In our daily study, work and life, everyone is familiar with writing. With the help of writing, we can improve our language organization ability. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following are five 500-word primary school compositions I collected. Welcome to read the collection.

What is the mother's love in 500 words of primary school composition? And what is fatherly love? I think this is a very naive question, but sometimes, I think it is very profound. I don't know why. Perhaps, this is a word "love" in my heart.

When I was very young, my father went to the distant frontier and stopped "talking to me". My father went to Xinjiang when I was five years old. I asked my father, "Dad, Dad, where are you going?" Dad said with tears in his eyes, "I'm going somewhere else, maybe I'll be back in a few days." You must be good at home and listen to your mother! " "So, dad set foot on this long road.

This is another spring breeze. I 12 years old, but where is my father? Today is Father's Day. I am at the school gate, watching other people's parents come to pick up their children one after another. I am like a grass whistling in the cold wind. Nobody loves it! ……

When I got home, I couldn't help but open the photo album that had been at my bedside for a long time. It was my childhood nostalgia. It depicts our happy family. I really miss it! What is that? I miss a drop of water, which seems to be the so-called tears in my heart. Oh, I touched my cheek. It turned out to be a drop of pity, slipping from top to bottom. Did I cry? I may not remember. But all I know is that I wipe my face clip from time to time.

Maybe dad is thinking about me? Maybe dad will be on his way back? However, I can't see him, maybe I'll never see him again!

Tears are in my eyes, but I stubbornly refuse to fall. I want them to burst and let my love for you go far. Maybe this is destiny takes a hand. Dad, where the hell are you? Tell me, will you? I will do as you say, I will listen to my mother, I will study hard, I will learn to wait at home, waiting for my father at the door, waiting for your footsteps, and waiting for you to walk into the house and let you see your daughter and the "father" seven years later.

Dad, you know, mom and I love you forever. No matter where you are, no matter how you are, I just want you to know that your mother and I are still at home, and more importantly, we are waiting for you at home.

Dad, I love you forever!

Primary school composition 500 words 2 "Oh yeah, the National Day holiday has finally begun!" After waiting for a year, I finally waited for the seven-day National Day.

I won't travel far this year, but I will go to Zhongyan Dangshan. Zhongyan Dangshan is located in the southwest of Yueqing City 10 km, 20 km away from Wenzhou City, adjacent to Qili Port Area of Oujiang River in the south, Yandang Mountain Scenic Area in the north and nanxi river Scenic Area in the west. It is a national scenic spot in China.

On the second day of the National Day holiday, it was clear in Wan Li and Wan Li. We got up early, drove for an hour or so, and finally arrived at the Hosta Scenic Area. According to the map of the scenic spot, Hosta Scenic Spot is located on the whole Zhongyan Dangshan Mountain, with steep peaks, deep caves and valleys, clear streams, rugged rocks and strange scenery, which is both majestic and quiet. So, we took the cableway and went up to see the scenery and wonders at the top of the mountain. Although it is not the first time to take the cableway, I still feel a little scared. Sitting on the cableway and looking down, a series of cliffs pass by, and the undulating peaks are of different shapes; A gloomy forest stands proudly. Against the blue sky and daytime, these strange peaks and rocks and green trees and jungles form a beautiful picture.

After getting off the ropeway, we continued to walk up. After about 10 minutes, we finally reached the peak of Yudan. You see, on the summit, there is a pine tree standing proudly, just like a soldier rushing to the summit, staring ahead. The climb is gentle and not tiring. Soon I arrived at "Yuquan"-actually a waterfall, and the mountain spring poured down and turned into jade beads, hence the name. Indeed, with the change of wind direction, the spring water sprinkled on the ground is erratic, looking up, like snowflakes falling, so beautiful that people are intoxicated.

Then we went to the West Mine Scenic Area, which is a canyon on the west side of Zhongyandiang. The rock at the bottom of the valley is flat, and the stream flows like a long dragon. We visited water curtain cave, Tianzhu Peak and Baizhang Peak, played plum blossom piles and wooden bridges, stepped on pebbles and accidentally fell down a dog!

In this trip to Yandang Mountain, I once again experienced the magnificent wonders and magnificence of nature!

In life, everyone will be praised and praised by others I have been praised by others more than once, but I won't forget one praise.

It was in the fourth grade of primary school, and my father enrolled me in an off-campus painting class. I draw well in my class. This semester, the teacher announced to us in a class: "There will be a painting competition next week, and I will send three students to participate." I will let them go to the office after class. " I was both nervous and excited. I wonder if the teacher will call me. After class, the teacher really called me to his office. I was so happy that I hurried to the teacher's office. The teacher called me and two other students to his office and said to us, "You are all excellent students in the class, so I will send you to participate in this competition." Two other students and I agreed happily.

I drew a picture without much consideration and handed it to the teacher confidently, who handed it in for me. I think I will win the prize, and I am looking forward to the result of the competition. Two weeks later, the results came out. I was surprised when I looked at the list of winners. My name does not exist. I can't believe my eyes. I searched the list several times, but my name didn't appear. I am depressed, like a deflated ball. In a rage, I decided never to paint again, so I threw everything I used for painting into the cupboard and locked it with a lock.

It didn't take long for this matter to pass. One day, the teacher came to see me, and I was uneasy. I think the teacher will criticize me. After arriving at the teacher's office, the teacher said to me, "Are you not satisfied with the last competition?" I nodded my head. The teacher said, "You didn't win the prize in the last competition because your ideas were not very novel and the colors were monotonous.". But it doesn't matter, you should work harder in these two aspects in the future. The teacher believes that you will succeed. " What the teacher said shocked me. I didn't win honor for my teacher, but the teacher praised me and encouraged me. This brought my feelings for painting back to life. Under the guidance of my teacher, I took part in another competition a few weeks later and achieved excellent results. When I saw my name appear in the Who's Who, I felt an indescribable taste in my heart.

From this incident, I understand that winners need praise and losers need encouragement.

The patched white curtain was gently pulled open, and the children fell asleep: two small heads with light yellow hair were close together, and the faces of the two children were very pleasing, with red corners of their mouths and a faint smile on their thin cheeks. The children in the sauna hugged each other, curled up, and a few pairs of little feet wriggled.

The mother reached out in the sauna, covered the children with the quilt that had just been mended, and looked at them.

"Simon's child lost his father when he was a child, and now even his mother is gone, alas." The fisherman sighed and prayed, "May their parents bless them in heaven …" He said, and drew a cross on his chest.

When the light went out, the room was silent except for the "tick" sound of the water clock. ...

The fisherman woke up before dawn the next day. He looked at the two little boys lying beside him and couldn't help touching their faces. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. It is time to go fishing.

Sang Na wakes up early to prepare breakfast. Xiao Mu's desk is moldy and has dark holes. Sang Na heard crying when she went to the kitchen to get brown bread. Oh, shit. Are they Simon's two children? At this time, Sang Na's four-year-old daughter came running to hold Sang Na's leg, looked at her mother and said, "Mom, when did you have two more little brothers?" "Sang Na don't know how to answer, can only refuse to say," they ... hey, it's getting late. Call them for breakfast. Be good. " As he spoke, he went to get brown bread.

Simon's two children are here. Their eyes were red and they wiped their tears with their hands. Sang Na had to coax them: "Be good, don't cry, come and have a bite ..." The children seemed to feel the warmth of home and stopped crying. Sang Na fed them brown bread.

After breakfast, Sang Na smiled and sat on the wooden bench, doing needlework. The children are very busy, telling stories to the new children and playing games with them. ...

In the afternoon, the fisherman came back early and said happily to his wife Sang Na, "God's eyes are wide open! We caught three fish today, which is enough for us to eat for a week! "

The children gathered around the wooden table and drank fish soup. ...

Ever since I watched the TV series The Journey to the West, I've dreamed of meeting the Monkey King, the Great Sage of Monkey, day and night.

One day, the Monkey King really came. Ding-dong doorbell pulled me out of the wonderful TV. "Who is it?" ! I asked reluctantly. Looking through the cat's eye, I only saw someone I didn't know, but he looked familiar. But my mother repeatedly told me not to open the door for strangers. I was about to leave and continue watching TV when suddenly a familiar voice came from outside the door. "It's a pity that you still watch Journey to the West every day, even my grandson doesn't recognize it!" Look inside. Oh, it suddenly dawned on me that it was the Monkey King, the Great Sage of Monkey. I quickly opened the door and invited him home.

Just as I was about to pour him water, I heard "Oh, where is the monster? Show yourself!" "the Monkey King shouted, ready to fight." Stop fighting. This is a sofa, not a monster. Modern people think sofas are soft and comfortable, and they like to sit on them. "I pointed to the patterned fabric sofa and blocked the way." Oh, I see. It's not as comfortable as a chair. "

"Come, Great Sage, have a glass of water to quench your thirst." Hello, my little master. "No, someone poisoned the water." The Great Sage was frightened. "This is coke, which belongs to carbonated drinks. It is colorful and delicious. " I explained.

At the moment, "Monkey King Thrice Defeats the Skeleton Demon" is playing on TV, and the part of the Monkey King's white play will be played soon. The Monkey King said, "Who is that monkey who dares to pretend to be my old grandson? Is Bai alive again? "

"No, this is a TV. You can record your appearance and play it over and over again."

"Oh, I see."

"Oh, by the way, Great Sage, why are you here today?" "Finally, I get down to business. I came here specially for your homework today. "

Having said that, I bowed my head in shame. I just watch TV and play games these days, and I still have a lot of homework to finish.

"Baby, come on, get up and eat!" When I heard my mother's voice, I realized it was a dream. After breakfast, you should finish your homework carefully.