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How to write a birthday composition

Birthday composition: I feel "Wow, what a beautiful cake!" "As soon as I opened the lid, a double cake appeared in front of me: the bottom layer was a circle of lavender lace, like a beautiful ripple, and the top layer was lined with three pink flowers, which were delicate and charming. A white cock crows with its head held high, and the words "Happy Birthday" beside it are shining with happiness. " Wei Wei, are you satisfied? "Mother stepped forward and asked." Great, mom! "Looking at this exquisite cake, a warm stream of happiness spreads all over the body." Birthday girl, light a candle and make a wish ","Good! " I carefully inserted twelve candles one by one. When the red flame rose, "Happy birthday to you ..." Grandpa clapped his hands and took the lead in singing. Grandma's out-of-tune voice is particularly cheerful. In the blessings of my relatives, I silently made three beautiful wishes. "Grandma, grandpa, dad and mom eat cakes", and pieces of delicious cakes are distributed to them. Grandparents eat very carefully, gently stir up the cream with a spoon and taste it slowly. "Grandma, when you were a child, was the cake so delicious? "I asked while licking the cream on my lips." Cake? Alas, there was no cake at that time! Children in poor families don't even have enough to eat, and they don't know what is going on on their birthdays! "Grandma's eyes moistened when she talked about her painful childhood." How did this happen? "With a puzzled look, I turned to my mother standing by:" Mom, do you know anything about birthdays? She stroked my head gently: "Yes! It was my mother's happiest day of the year. My grandmother cooked a bowl of noodles for my mother, with two hot poached eggs on it, white and tender, which made people drool! On that day, aunts, uncles and aunts will not compete with their mothers for food. "Mom's voice is hoarse, so I can't help but stop the spoon." Eat food quickly, just talk, the food is cold. "Dad took the lead in putting chopsticks into the dish plate. Yes, yes, eat! ""Vivian, are you like. Eat more. " Grandma's face showed a kind smile. The family was immersed in a happy atmosphere. Come out from grandpa's house, taste delicious food and cakes, walk in the street, and the breeze blows gently. There was another brisk dance music in Sunshine Square. Looking at the happy grandparents, uncles and aunts, I can't help thinking: grandma and mom's childhood has become the past, and now everyone is gradually on the road to a well-off life, and people's lives will be happier in the future! Every generation is getting better.