Elementary school composition 700 words

In daily study, work or life, everyone often comes into contact with compositions. According to the characteristics of propositional writing, compositions can be divided into propositional compositions and non-propositional compositions. So do you know how to write a good essay? Below are 8 primary school essays of 700 words that I carefully compiled for reference only. Let’s take a look. Elementary school composition of 700 words Part 1

Childhood is colorful; your company makes me feel very happy. My childhood is like a colorful painting!

From the time I was babbling to the time when I gradually became sensible, you were always by my side; the shadows around me seemed to be all of you! My grandfather was an old teacher, and he had retired since he took me home. As an old man, he should live a carefree life. But he likes to take care of my naughty little one. Grandpa liked to sing folk songs very much. No matter where he went, he would hum the tune while walking. I listened to it back and forth so many times that I almost remembered it; occasionally I would hum a few words secretly. My grandpa and I live in a small rural village. The night there, the wind there, and the scenery there are all very beautiful.

One time, the weather was very hot; my grandpa and I went to work in the farmland. We said we were working, but grandpa was the only one doing it. I was just playing around! The sun was shining brightly above my head. I felt very hot, and my grandpa was no exception. I couldn't bear it, so I asked my grandpa to buy me a popsicle; but grandpa insisted on finishing his work before he would buy it for me. I started making trouble while crying, and grandpa was helpless. Grandpa put aside the unfinished work and took me to the store to buy popsicles! I felt a little excited in my heart, "Great!" Finally I can eat delicious and cold popsicles. ’ When we arrived at the door of the store, my grandpa told the salesperson that he wanted a popsicle, and the after-sales clerk brought one out. After paying for it, my grandpa took me back to work in the farmland. I was feeling happy while eating the popsicle. I looked up at the wrinkled but handsome man, but there was no popsicle in his hand. I was very confused, so I asked my grandpa, "Grandpa, why don't you have a popsicle?" Did you not buy it because you didn’t have enough money, or did you not want to eat it? ’ Grandpa replied, ‘As long as he sees you happy, it doesn’t matter whether grandpa eats or not. ’ When I heard this sentence, my doubts were removed, and it seemed to have another meaning; but I didn’t want to know. The popsicles disappeared after we ate them, and grandpa finished his work, so we returned to the courtyard.

Night! The moon rose, and the bright moonlight filled the quiet courtyard. Suddenly, there was a little girl under the moon, holding a melon and fruit in her hand. That was me. I happily held the fruits and gnawed them. My grandpa fanned me with a small fan and looked at me quietly. After eating the fruits, he washed himself. When it's time to go to bed, my grandpa usually holds a book and tells me stories. I turned to this page and saw that page, and after reading this page I read that page; I listened quietly and listened. The moonlight was like water, and my relaxed heart was like a soft waterweed in the water, and I fell asleep in a daze. Grandpa just went to his room to sleep. It's like this almost every day, but with different joys and interesting things.

Now that I have grown up, I think of the things you did to me because you gave me all your love, but left yourself tired.

Now that you are no longer here, my thoughts for you are reflected in the bright moonlight and the fiery red sun. I wonder if you received it? But you never wrote back to me. Your tall body, wrinkles on your face, and kind look all appear before my eyes! Elementary School Essay 700 Words Chapter 2

In the early morning, I lay in front of the window and looked out. What appeared in front of me was a crystal clear fairy tale world: thick snow filled the treetops. , like covering the trees with a snow-white velvet; the hanging branches seem to be hung with strings of white pearls; the street lamps are covered with strings of translucent "mercury columns"; a car in front of the house Colorful cars carry white "cream cakes" on their heads; the square is also covered with a layer of pure white, thick snow blanket. When people walk through the snow blanket, they will leave strings of deep Deep footprints. The children were playing happily on the snow, some were having snowball fights, some were making snowmen, and some were rolling on the snow... Looking at the happy smiles on their faces, I also I really want to join them.

"Xiaoxiao, Shi Sen, let's go downstairs and build a snowman!" Mom shouted.

Building a snowman? I looked puzzled. Mom could actually build a snowman with us?

"You two, hurry up!" I heard my mother shout again and I confirmed that it was true, so I quickly put on my coat and hurried downstairs.

After a while, my mother came down with tools, ah! It's really everything: a broom, a dustpan, and a shovel...

"Children, how about we divide the work and cooperate?" Mom asked. "Xiaoxiao, Shisen, you are responsible for shoveling the snow, and I am responsible for building the snowman's body."

"Okay! Agreed!" We shouted excitedly.

Just do it, I picked up the dustpan and looked around. Where can I find the whitest snow? At this time, I spotted a target - a tricycle, with its "pocket" filled with pure white snow. I aimed at the target and happily shoveled it, and quickly transported the snow in the dustpan to my mother. Quickly pile up the snow we brought.

Looking at Shi Sen in the distance, he had already destroyed most of the "cream cake" on the roof of the car. He was lying on the snow to transport snow excitedly. The white snow stained his eyebrows and It was everywhere on his mouth and head. At this time, he looked like a gray-haired "grandpa."

We cooperated tacitly and worked enthusiastically. After a while, the fat body of the little snowman was piled up, and it was time to make the snowman’s head!

We balled the snow on the ground into a ball, but when we put it into a ball, the snowball broke into pieces when we pushed hard. What should we do?

"Let's use snowballing to make the snowman's head!" I suggested.

"Okay! This is a good idea!"

So, we first made a small snowball, and then rolled it in the snow. Finally, a snowball filled with " The big head of "wisdom" is ready. We moved the big head and let it settle on the snowman's body.

Ah! The snowman is finally finished! However, a snowman without facial features is not good-looking, but my mother is attentive. She found a red fruit tree on the white snow. Several bright red fruits on the tree were particularly conspicuous by the snow, so she let the red fruit serve as the snowman. Eyes, nose, mouth!

We picked the red fruit and placed it on the big head full of "wisdom". At this time, I suddenly found that the little snowman we made looked like a little white rabbit, alas! Just make the mistake and be a little snow bunny! So we used snow to make rabbit ears and hands, and placed them on the white rabbit's body one by one.

A beautiful snow rabbit is finally completed! Look at us now, alas! Each one of them "transformed" into a happy "little snowman"! Elementary School Essay 700 Words Part 3

Today, Tuesday, the school held the annual "Book Hunting Party" activity. Not only can you share your favorite books with other students, but you can also buy your favorite books. The students have been looking forward to such an activity for a long time and are all very excited.

Before the book hunting activity started, the class teacher first selected two rounds of eloquent female students to sell the books collected and handed in by the students in the class. Then, he explained to the whole class what to pay attention to when buying books. Finally, the head teacher gave the order, and we rushed out of the classroom like a herding team.

When I came to the playground, I realized that there were so many people here! It can all be described as a sea of ??people, people coming and going, and from time to time there are bursts of laughter, cheers, and shouts. All kinds of sounds are mixed together, making it a lively scene. . Looking at the students who were busy walking among the bookstalls, I suddenly realized that I was not just here to watch the fun. I had to hurry up and go shopping for books, otherwise all the good books would be sold out.

I quickly came to the book-selling stall in our class and saw students from other classes choosing books. The female classmates from my class who were selling books were busy introducing each book. It can be said that I was in full swing. After reading for a while, I didn't find a book that suited my liking. I walked to the next stall and browsed and flipped through many books, but still couldn't find the book I wanted. Then I visited several stalls, reading, selecting, and comparing. Although the content of a few books was pretty good, they were still not my favorite, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. There was only the last stall left. I hoped that there would be the books I wanted here. I walked to the stall with confidence and looked at each book carefully. Suddenly, a book caught my eye. The name of the book is "Dancing Sunflowers". Such a novel and unique title made me interested in her at the first sight. What is in it? ? I immediately turned to the first page to read the recommendation for this book, and saw it read: "This is a book about childhood, about growth, about friendship, about the days of crying and laughing. Love flows between the lines in the book. "The Trickle..." When I couldn't put it down and read it with gusto, the student selling the book asked me, "Do you want this book?" I replied decisively: "Of course I want such a good book. Yeah." Then I filled out the book shopping card happily, paid according to the book's price, and walked away happily with the book.

Through this "Book Hunting Club" activity, I browsed many books on the stalls of each class, savored the joy of reading in the ocean of books, and truly felt the charm of books. I was happiest. Fortunately, I found a book that I like. I am grateful from the bottom of my heart for this extremely meaningful "Book Hunting Club" activity. Elementary School Essay 700 Words Chapter 4

In my hometown, Dingxing County, Hebei Province, there is a cultural monument - the Confucian Temple. It is located on the campus of the Experimental Primary School, like a shining pearl, making this place This century-old prestigious school with an elegant environment is full of strong cultural atmosphere.

In the middle courtyard of the campus, a tall and majestic palace-like building stands on a platform more than one meter high. This is the Confucian Temple. It is antique and solemn, and the walls around it are all made of square bricks and large stone slabs. The vermilion walls and golden glazed tiles are very spectacular against the blue sky, white clouds and green trees. On both sides of the high roof, there are two flying dragons biting the roof tightly, as if they are soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist. The four corners of the house are tilted upward, and are carved with images of unicorns and other beasts, which are lifelike and lifelike.

Climbing up the steps paved with bluestone slabs, I lowered my head and counted eight steps, all of which were cracked.

Shows the age. Standing on the stage, the Confucian Temple is more clearly displayed in front of you. It has five rooms and is about 40 meters long. There are six large red pillars in front. Colorful patterns of dragons and auspicious clouds are painted on the beams of the roof. The eaves are made of brackets, neatly arranged like bull heads. They are all made of wood and do not use a single nail, which shows the exquisite skills of ancient Chinese craftsmen. There are several plaques with red characters on a white background hanging under the eaves. The eight characters on the plaques are particularly eye-catching. This is the motto of our school. There are six pots of pine trees in front of the Confucian Temple, which are lush and green.

We walked into the room on the east side of the hall. It was very spacious, with three large white pillars standing in the middle. It turns out that the tablets of Confucius and seventy-two sages are enshrined here. Officials of all dynasties came here to worship when they took office. We came to the east room again. There were many experimental supplies in the display window, including balances, large magnets, globes, dinosaur fossils, etc. It is now used as an instrument room.

Several ancient trees around the Confucian Temple cover the sky and the sun. The ancient locust trees that are more than a hundred years old stretch out their green branches and leaves, bursting with vitality. Several tall Paulownia trees reach into the sky, and their thick and wide branches and leaves cast a thick green shade. The century-old trees and the Confucian Temple complement each other and coexist harmoniously.

The Confucian Temple, also called the Dacheng Hall, is a place where Confucius is worshiped and embodies the ancient people’s concept of attaching importance to education. The Confucian Temple was built in the Jin Dynasty and has a history of more than 800 years. In the Qing Dynasty, there were still 17 east and west rooms and two doors in the south. Now only the main hall remains, but it is still a place for studying China. The physical witness of historical and cultural inheritance is already a provincial cultural relic protection unit.

Standing in front of the Confucian Temple, I have to remember Confucius who shaped our national character and spirit. "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends come from afar? You are not ashamed to ask questions, and you are tireless in teaching. If three people are walking together, there will always be a teacher." These quotations that shine with the light of human wisdom are perhaps the most vivid memories left to us by Confucius.

The ancient Confucian Temple records splendid culture, the immortal Confucian Temple inherits human civilization, and the sacred Confucian Temple still shines with dazzling light. Let us put on the wings of soaring and soar! Elementary School Essay 700 words Part 5

On Saturday, my neighbor sister Zhenzhen and I experienced what it was like to be blind. At first, we thought that living as a blind person was easy, because we are so familiar with it at home. We cannot see with our eyes, but can rely on feeling and touch.

Zhenzhen took a piece of cloth, covered my eyes, tied a knot, and asked: "Can you see now?" "Can't see," I said matter-of-factly. After Zhenzhen tied the knot and took my hand away, my eyes suddenly went dark and I couldn't see anything. I turned right three more times, and then I felt even more dizzy.

Sometimes I use my hands to feel forward, and sometimes I even use my feet to explore the front. After taking a few steps, I heard a "pop" sound, "Oops!" I was in so much pain that I couldn't stand up. What on earth caused me to fall? I touched around me, trying to find something that would stun me. Finally, I touched a ball. I thought: Hum, it must be you, let’s see how I deal with you! Thinking of this, I threw it aside hard. But as soon as I stood up, I stumbled again. Unexpectedly, the ball came back again! I was furious, and the ball seemed to be against me. I thought to myself: It must be dancing on the ground now and feeling proud! Thinking about it, I became even more angry. I reluctantly picked it up and wanted to put it back in the toy box, so I moved forward. As I walked, I touched the things in front of me with my hands, and finally found the toy box. I put the ball in and continued walking forward.

My hands must be very dirty after picking up balls that fell to the ground so many times. I might as well wash them, so I walked to the bathroom. The bathroom looked familiar to me and there were not many obstacles on the way, but it still took me five minutes to reach my destination. I turned on the faucet and just washed for a while when I heard a scream of "Ah!". It turned out that a stream of hot water flowed out and hit my hand with a "swish". I immediately turned the faucet to the right and took a deep breath. Take a breath, what a false alarm! After washing my hands, I realized that I just touched a towel. Whatever, let's wipe my hands first.

I can finally take off the veil, ah, the world is more beautiful! However, I discovered that the towel I just wiped my hands with was actually a footcloth!

Through this experience, I realized that the life of blind people is not easy. They will encounter many difficulties that ordinary people cannot imagine. Their hearts must be very strong to overcome all difficulties. We cannot They should be laughed at and we should try to help them! As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world. At the same time, I am very glad that I can see this beautiful and wonderful world. We should cherish everything we have, use our eyes scientifically, and protect our eyesight. Elementary school composition 700 words Part 6

I like my deskmate!

My deskmate is very handsome, neither tall nor short. His hair is black and shiny, his eyebrows are thin and curved, and he has a pair of big watery eyes.

He is a helpful person. Tuesday is art class. After the teacher finished the lesson, the students were asked to draw by themselves. After I finished tracing the edges, I looked for colored pens in my schoolbag. I turned over and over, but I couldn't find any colored pens.

My deskmate saw it and quietly put the colored pens in front of me and said, "Let's just use a box of colored pens!" I said, "Thank you!" He said, "You're welcome! Teacher Didn't I say that I would be willing to help others?" I felt warm in my heart after hearing what my deskmate said.

My deskmate is not only helpful, but also a hygienic person.

One time, after I finished eating, I threw the garbage on the ground. My deskmate stopped me hurriedly: "We must protect the environment and don't litter." After hearing this, I quickly picked up the garbage. Throw it in the trash.

My deskmate is a helpful and hygienic person. I like my deskmate.

My deskmate is a very stubborn girl who likes to lose her temper. If she loses her temper, no one dares to mess with her. At first glance, I thought she was pretty good, but gradually our relationship became worse and worse than before.

Once, when running between classes, she always overtook the team. We don't care, but what I hate most is that she bullies others.

When running, she always likes to run in front of Liu Yanhui, chatting and laughing with him. Liu Yanhui thought she was annoyed and overtook her, so she grabbed Liu Yanhui's hair hard and held on to her for three or four times. I couldn't stand it any longer and grabbed her hair. Between us, you hit me, and I hit you and I just pretended it was no fun and stopped fighting. But this war is not over yet. When we got to the classroom, he either scolded me or said that I uphold justice. It made me so angry.

Although his behavior towards me was not illegal. First, endure it if you can and don’t make the relationship too rigid; second, ignore her if you can’t bear it and treat her like nothing; third, organize attacks on people who don’t like her and gang up on her, but don’t go too far; fourth, , To go against her, for example, if she calls you a fool, just say hey, I'm just smarter than you.

Another time, we happened to sit together in music class. We were also noisy at that time, so we ignored each other. When Yan Xinguo was talking in class, Ma Ruoyan asked Wang Chunyuyang to change seats for him. Yan Xinguo refused to change positions, so Wang Chunyuyang had no choice but to grab her and pull her to the seat. However, Yan Xinguo accidentally touched Yan Xinguo's nose, causing nosebleeds to drip onto the floor. Yan Xinguo ran out to wash off the nosebleed. Li Wenzhuo saw the nosebleed dripping on the floor. What was going on? I said don't worry about it. Li Yongzuo turned around and said, "You see she always upholds justice." I just uphold justice." I said angrily and she kept scolding me, but I kept ignoring her.

I think friends or classmates should help each other instead of quarreling with each other. Everyone must have a tolerant, generous and kind heart, and share unlimited happiness and care with friends. Elementary school essay 700 words, Part 7

Mom, are you over your cold? You worry so much about us brothers. You get up early and go to work late at night every day to make money. There is still a lot of work waiting for you to do when you get home. The heavy pressure of life almost wears you out. You buy food and clothes for us, but what about you? I have never seen you spend any money on yourself, wear your clothes even if they are torn and mended, and even refuse to go to the hospital when you are sick. You always smile and say: "I'm fine, I'll be fine in two days." ”

I remember when I was seven years old, I came back from my grandma’s house and was soaked in the rain like a drowned rat. I returned home listlessly. As soon as I entered the door, I lay down on the bed to rest. You saw it and hurriedly touched my forehead and found that I was running a high fever. You quickly picked me up and hurried straight to the hospital. Along the way, you carried me behind your back and murmured to yourself: "My baby, if you have a problem, how can I live?". After arriving at the hospital, the doctor immediately diagnosed my condition and said, "It's nothing serious. Just one injection and two intravenous drips, and the fever will be gone." When I heard the word "injection," I was so frightened that Shivering, crying and shouting to go home. You said gently: "Child, don't be afraid. The injection doesn't hurt. As long as you close your eyes and don't look at the needle, you won't feel the pain." After listening to your words, I closed my eyes tightly. After a while, I didn't feel anything, so I asked, "Mom, why haven't you started spanking yet?" You smiled and said, "Silly boy, didn't you just spank?" When I thought about it, it turned out that what my mother said was true! As long as you close your eyes, the injection won't hurt at all. After the IV drip, I felt much better.

I remember when I was seven years old, I came back from my grandma’s house and was soaked in the rain like a drowned rat. I returned home listlessly. As soon as I entered the door, I lay down on the bed to rest. You saw it and hurriedly touched my forehead and found that I was running a high fever. You quickly picked me up and hurried straight to the hospital. Along the way, you carried me behind your back and murmured to yourself: "My baby, if you have a problem, how can I live?". After arriving at the hospital, the doctor immediately diagnosed my condition and said, "It's nothing serious. Just one injection and two intravenous drips, and the fever will be gone." When I heard the word "injection," I was so frightened that Shivering, crying and shouting to go home. You said gently: "Don't be afraid, kid, the injection doesn't hurt. As long as you close your eyes and don't look at the needle, you won't feel the pain."

"After listening to your words, I closed my eyes tightly. After a while, I felt nothing. I asked, "Mom, why haven't you started beating me yet?" You smiled and said, "Silly boy, didn't you just get beaten?" "When I thought about it, it turned out that what my mother said was true! As long as I closed my eyes, the injection didn't hurt at all. After the IV drip, I felt much better. My mother helped me and called a taxi. We took a taxi home. My mother helped me and called a taxi.

Mom, you have paid so much for me. Isn't it enough to express your love for me, which is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea? I will always remember every truth you taught me and every teaching you gave me. I will study hard, stand out, and repay you. Your kindness in raising me. Elementary School Essay 700 Words 8

Guangxi is a beautiful place all year round; Guangxi is a tourist resort with beautiful scenery; Guangxi is a capital with beautiful environment; Guangxi is a homeland of national unity.

In spring, the beautiful willow girl grows green "hair", and gentle wind blows, gently blowing the willow girl's hair. She flew away quietly again. She flew to the lawn, and the stubborn grass grew another centimeter. The wind girl flew over with a "swipe...", and the grass stirred up waves of joy. ', the lawn is like a green ocean, the flowers are like a band, the morning glories and morning glory blow a beautiful trumpet sound; the bell flowers sway hard and make crisp bells; the wind girl also comes to play, she Gently swaying the branches and leaves with his hands; the little bee is the main attraction here, and is also the lead singer and actor here. From time to time, he makes a sound of "Weng...Weng..." and then dances a beautiful tail dance. It is really a seamless combination!

In summer, the weather is so hot, the scorching sun shines on the earth with its ruthless dazzling sunlight, and the earth seems to be covered with a layer of white smoke. The chicken is so hot that it droops its wings and lies there motionless. The dog was so hot that he stuck out his tongue and lay down listlessly. The cicada was so hot that he didn't know what to do. He kept singing the famous song "Cicada, Cicada" on the tree, with each pitch getting higher and higher. After a wave. At this time, the children couldn't wait to come to the swimming pool, happily jumped into the swimming pool, and had a happy water fight. The lotus flowers in the pond were blooming so charmingly. Brilliant, so crystal clear. The children admired the scenery in the water, forgetting the heat of summer.

Autumn is a season of fragrant fruits. She has a box of colorful ingredients. She painted a field of rice with golden yellow, and the layers of rice were like a golden ocean; she painted many corns with yellow, and each corn looked like an old man with gold teeth. She painted sorghum with red. Each sorghum tree looks like a foreigner with red hair. She uses purple, yellow, white... to paint many beautiful chrysanthemums, and the beautiful chrysanthemums nod frequently in the autumn wind.

In winter, although Guangxi is not beautiful. It will snow, but it is still as beautiful as spring. The plum blossoms are blooming, and the pine trees are standing there relentlessly. The last dead leaves on the trees are shaken down mercilessly, and the ground is full of dead leaves. The northwest wind blew by, taking away the fallen leaves on the ground. It was a sincere blessing to friends far away.

Guangxi, the beauty lies in the four seasons of the year; Guangxi, the beauty lies in the unique scenery; Guangxi, the beauty lies in every plant and tree...