A 400-word composition in the fifth grade of primary school. Dear Chinese characters

A 400-word composition in the fifth grade of primary school. Dear Chinese character "Dear Chinese character"

Chinese characters, dear, I see you here.

You flow out of the pen like running water, and you become a smiling face when the vegetation is cold and warm. Dear, you have been imprisoned in the refill for too long. You should have been exiled for a long time. On clean white paper, you grow up like a small sapling, and grow into many lush branches and leaves-the leaves are not green, but the colors of neutral refills, but they are also warm and moving.

Dear, do you know, you are intertwined on white paper and meet into the warmth in my heart. We are one. Have you touched that slightly hot place? Honey, I'll take you to bask in the sun. We quietly watched the drifting clouds wander, listened to the busy heartbeat in the background of the earth, and then we laughed one after another.

Dear, I'm sorry, my articles always have a beautiful beginning, but I forgot to give you a beautiful ending. Why don't you pinch my face, sit in my lonely hair, and listen to the whisper of my soul in my ear, and you will know that I am singing beauty every second. We passed through time and space, and you grew up with me. Life is like an old movie, with our own farce on.

When I used to learn Chinese characters, I felt that Chinese characters were so boring. However, when I learned to write, I didn't think Chinese characters were so interesting and magical. Whenever I am writing, I will see a group of naughty "elves" flying on white paper or computer. I can't help laughing when I sit there, but there will be a question mark in my heart: Who created such great words? Horizontal, vertical, left hand ... all kinds of strokes are vivid in the calligrapher's pen and become words. Some are bold and unrestrained, some are neat, simple and meticulous, and some are smooth and dignified. All kinds of fonts are shining in the calligrapher's pen, and each stroke is full of power. They are as dazzling as stars. They all emit bright light.

When I do my homework, I can't help exclaiming, "How great China people are!" "Maybe I should say," the creator of Chinese characters is great! "Because Chinese characters are so popular, they are easy to remember, understand and say.

In our life, most people will write Chinese characters as soon as they pick up a pen. Because Chinese characters are really inseparable from people. Chinese characters are of great contribution and help to China's Chinese characters.

Just passers-by, traffic, never looking back. Honey, you just grow up with me, but you won't get old. Together, we are looking for the hard and unremitting happiness of porcelain, like a thorn stabbing at the other end of the universe and the far end at the speed of light.

In a few years, I will take you to Dunhuang and Egypt. We go to see the Mogao Grottoes, we go to see the pyramids, we fantasize about using the old scepter to guide mountains and rivers to fly in the sky, we cross the "lonely desert, the long river sets the yen" zone, we explore the footprints of our predecessors, we also go to Tibet, look up to the sacred and lofty heaven, and make our hearts blue. Dear, in this holy air, you will be more charming when you run on paper, as if you were the soul of cultural jumping.

Chinese characters, dear, show that China has a long history of 5,000 years. Which one didn't you make up? Chinese characters, I love you!

For me, everything in the world can be abandoned, but sisterhood can't be abandoned.

My sister has been in school for two days, but I feel that my sister has left me for a long time.

My sister played with me at home, and her laughter often echoed in my ears. My sister's kindness to me made me unforgettable.

I always think about my sister, especially when I'm free. My sister accompanied me when I was studying. I am very happy. But now that my sister is not at home, I often think of my sister when I study. I hope my sister will come back soon.

I remember that time my sister and I went to the fair, and my sister cared about me very much. I am very happy.

Everything in the world is easy to give up, but sisters are reluctant to give up!

Chapter two: 600 words of warm sisterhood

My sister walked to the door, and my heart was particularly attached to the back of my sister's departure. Before I knew it, my eyes were red. ...

In my eyes, my sister is the best for me. Usually, she gives me the best things. At that time, when I was young, I just thought it was a trivial matter and took it for granted. In my memory, my sister is an understanding and popular person. She is an outgoing, sunny and cheerful girl. Because of this, her popularity is very good. But I am much worse than her. I'm not fluent and slow-thinking. What I can't accept is that my personal relationship is not good. At home and outside, I heard almost everyone talking that I was a lonely person. The only thing I can compare with her is that her academic performance is much better than her, so I often scold her. Sometimes she will be impatient and will naturally refute me. Later, she got used to it and didn't say anything.

Now, my sister has been promoted to junior high school, and I am in grade five. Sometimes we just chat and play computer games together, but we can't meet as often as before. We are not in the same school, and my sister is a boarding house. We can only go home on Saturday and Sunday. I was not used to it at first, but I always missed my sister. After all, after living together for many years, sometimes I miss a string of transparent tears.

Since I came to this world, she has taught me knowledge; She let me see things with my own eyes, so that I can distinguish right from wrong; It was she who made me change my shortcomings and discover my strengths. Now, she has stepped into the door of military training. Although I watched the person behind her leave, I couldn't control my sadness and tears.

I couldn't help crying when she walked in the door. Dimfragrance Piaoying met wisteria and matched Qi Fei's poem.

Others look like sisters, but they are actually better than sisters.

This is a travel note about an unforgettable trip to Germany. I stared at it for the last time before boarding the plane. Looking at the blue sky, white clouds and fragrant air in Germany, I think of the elegance, dignity, enthusiasm and generosity of the Germans. All this is like a dream. More travel notes about the trip to Germany can be found on Giant Composition Network.

When I first arrived in Germany, the air, people and land here seemed to be filled with a relaxing atmosphere. In the street, a few pedestrians are walking slowly, as if nothing can make them speed up their steps.

My exchange student and his father greeted me. My father is tall, with silver hair and silver eyebrows. His eagle-like sharp eyes hidden behind rimless glasses reveal kindness and kindness, which makes me feel the simplicity and kindness belonging to the German countryside.

But I soon realized that you really can't judge a book by its cover. I got on their car and saw that they were all wearing seat belts tightly. Some people disagreed, but they did it at the suggestion of the exchange students. In a short time, I realized the need for speed. The performance of BMW is vividly reflected in his father's repeated turns, acceleration and braking, which really makes me addicted and surprised. It seems that this nation is not as serious, rigorous and solemn as the outside world. On the contrary, there seems to be a wild and unruly factor flowing in their blood. This adds a layer of fanaticism to their usually polite appearance.

Having said that, we can still see the rigor of the Germans. Yes, they indulge sometimes, but they also know how to restrain themselves. They can put it away freely and never be vague when they should do things; But once the school has a party or something (by the way, their school is really open and there are often some parties), they will definitely surprise you. The former modest gentleman, Tingting lady, was always very excited and lively.

Once I happened to talk to my German exchange student about fighting for my father. When he heard what I said about Li, there was a look of doubt and doubt in his eyes. I understand that he is wondering how the binding force of our national laws can be so poor! The question is whether this thing still exists in your country. Why is this happening? Looking into his eyes, I felt a burst of anger and deep weakness. Because in Germany, this is impossible. The two mountains of law and public opinion are tightly pressed on officials, making them breathless. How can they have the courage to do those things? They are afraid of losing their jobs and property. So they dare not.

My exchange student father runs a company, and there are several famous cars at home, such as BMW and Porsche. However, he didn't show up at school at all, nor did he have the arrogant temperament of the rich second generation. He goes to school like everyone else, and he has to fight and work hard for a good school, because he knows that even if you have a lot of money, if you don't have a skill, one day you will have nothing. I can't help sighing that they are all rich second generation. Why is this gap so big?

When the school is on holiday, you can only see people scurrying around, but you can't see the running and shouting between classes. The whole school is like a big machine, and each part has its own function. Students change from one classroom to another (in Germany, teachers stay in the classroom and students go to each classroom after class), but they are silent. Everything is so harmonious, as if it has been rehearsed thousands of times, which makes people really surprised and envious.

Walking in the countryside, in the endless wheat fields, we walked slowly. There is really a feeling and admiration for the paradise of "traffic in different places, chickens and dogs hear each other". It is estimated that this is the place that Mr. Tao pursues, and the people here are equally hospitable and kind.

Here, I feel the exotic customs of Germany, elegant gentlemanly demeanor, sleepless nights of carnival, which are deeply engraved in my mind and memorable; The hearty laughter in the long talk all night and the warm greetings in the morning always linger in my ears for a long time; Delicious food, boxes of lunch boxes prepared intimately, all flow happily on my tongue, with a long aftertaste.

I stared for the last time before boarding the plane. Looking at the blue sky, white clouds and fragrant air in Germany, I think of the elegance, dignity, enthusiasm and generosity of the Germans. All this is like a dream.

Goodbye, elegant Germany; Goodbye, elegant German.

Goodbye, wild Germany; Goodbye, indulgent German.

Goodbye, elegant indulgence!

The composition of the fifth grade of primary school "Returning to my hometown after 20 years" is 500 words and 400 words, and returning to my hometown after 20 years.

Twenty years have passed, and I have become a scientist. Finally, the leader gave me two days off. It suddenly occurred to me that I haven't been home for so long, and I don't know what happened in my hometown, so I decided to go home and have a look.

I got on the solar car and drove very fast. "no! There is a traffic jam ahead, and there is a long big "tail"! " At this time, the computer in the car immediately started the flying device and flew in an instant.

Finally, after running for five hours, my hometown arrived. I couldn't believe my eyes when I got off the bus. Twenty years ago, the houses here were dilapidated buildings, but now they have become skyscrapers and cars have become environmentally friendly solar cars.

I found my grandmother and asked her doubtfully, "How did this happen?" She said, "These cars don't emit exhaust gas like the cars of people in your city. The gas emitted by our car is the oxygen that purifies the air. " When I got home, my grandmother pointed to the spacious room and said to me, "We all have computer equipment in our building. If you want to open the door, the "housekeeper" of this building must first determine whether you are the owner of this house. If you want to lock the door, just shout, "Lock the door! "At this time, the computer will determine your identity according to your sound waves." I asked curiously, "Do these doors have an anti-theft system?" Grandma said, "Yes," and I asked, "What's the security?" Grandma said, "The thief just said a password and the door opened by himself." I said anxiously, "That won't be stolen by thieves, will it?" Grandma said, "Don't worry, as long as the thief walks to the door, he will be corona." I suddenly realized: "Grandma, this method is really wonderful!"

How time flies! One minute passed for two days. I said goodbye to my grandmother, got on the solar car and went back to Beijing.

The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day of 400-character stickers for the composition of the fifth grade in Tomb-Sweeping Day Primary School has arrived. Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China, and it is also the most important festival for ancestor worship, and it is an activity for ancestor worship and mourning for deceased relatives. On this day, grandma is great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great. Then we went to grandpa's grave, not far away. We took out grandpa's favorite cigarettes and wine, put them in front of grandpa's grave, and burned some paper money for grandpa to express our thoughts and blessings to our loved ones! And silently pray for them in my heart, may they live as happily as we do on the other side of heaven.

In a blink of an eye, grandpa has been dead for four years. Grandpa died of illness and was still young when he left. I vaguely remember some pictures I played with my grandfather when I was a child, and I can't help but miss and feel sad.

So the day's grave-sweeping ended. On this special day, I realized the preciousness of life.

In the fifth grade, writers eat watermelons. In summer, we all like watermelon. Today, my classmates came to my house to play, and my mother bought a watermelon. When we saw this watermelon, our mouths watered.

Flow, can't wait to cut.

But seeing this round appearance, I can't help but want to observe it. We found that the watermelon is round, wearing a blue coat, and its belly is dotted with yellow. It also has a green hair. I touched the watermelon again. Its skin is smooth and its shape is oval. Watermelon is so heavy that I struggled to pick it up. I smelled it with my nose and it gave off a faint green fragrance. I knocked with my hand again, and it made a "thump" sound. Seems to be responding to me.

Cut watermelon. Mother has a knife in her right hand and a watermelon in her left hand. When she cut it off, the watermelon split in half, and the red naan exposed the black pearl-like seeds. Mother cut the watermelon into small pieces again. I found the seeds as neat as teeth, smiling at me as if I were going to eat them!

I can finally taste it. My classmates and I can't wait to eat it. I can't wait to pick up the watermelon and take a bite. Watermelon juice is flowing in my mouth, sweet. It gives me endless aftertaste. I looked at my classmate Liu Shijie again. He wolfed down his food, more like a descendant of Pig Bajie, with watermelon juice all over his face. Yu Chenglong beside me is like a lamb, eating watermelon slowly, as if he were seriously tasting his grass!

Eating watermelon is very interesting. Everyone eats in a different way and has a different expression. But they were all deeply attracted by the sweetness of watermelon.

My troubles are no less than 400 words. The pace of growth has arrived, and the troubles of growth have followed. It makes people unhappy all day.

"How can you be so careless? English capital letters are written in lowercase letters; Mathematics either forgets to add decimal points or it is difficult to turn around; So is Chinese. What should not be wrong is always wrong. ..... the results have not improved! " Since the first day of junior high school, this kind of words has often been lingering in the funeral March. Sometimes it is my parents' criticism, sometimes it is my self-training, and sometimes it is my sister's sarcasm.

I also want to improve my grades, but I can't be satisfied. Either this subject fails or that subject fails. These are all unexpected. Who doesn't want to do well in the exam, but everyone has different abilities and different efforts, so the "fruit" of harvest is also dry and full. So I can only say, "Try your best!" Yes

Life is only wonderful when there is competition-this is my comfort. But despite this, there are still many troubles bothering me: as a student, I told myself that my grades should not be too bad; As a daughter, I told myself not to let my parents down; As a sister, I told myself to set a good example for my sister ... so my troubles are increasing day by day.

On the other hand, if good grades are so easy for me to get, wouldn't it greatly lose its meaning and people's desire to have it? Think about it this way, the trouble will definitely be reduced a lot. However, another view has formed in my mind-although the above words have some truth, they are too naive, just like saying that you will be sour if you can't eat grapes. Without hard work, good grades will not be delivered to your door. Therefore, troubles still follow me like shadows. This may be much ado about nothing, but it is true that this should be a problem faced by most students.

The solution to this trouble is to study, study and study again. "Very annoying recently, very annoying ..." Now I finally understand that this song actually sings the helplessness and confusion of our teenagers in the face of learning troubles. Growing pains keep coming, I hope we can resist all the "attacks" of troubles and learn to grow up healthily in troubles!

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My troubles

Seeing those children having such a good time, they played carefree. I was the same a few years ago. When I grow up, I have more troubles. The thought of those troubles gives me a headache. I really don't want to grow up.

My academic performance is only above average, and I almost failed the exam. In junior high school, I found myself less and less fond of learning. My mother often says, "Why don't you study hard? How can I get into high school? You are almost unreliable in junior high school. If you fail, what will you do in your future work? " Someone wants your junior high school diploma, and you have no special skills. what are you going to do？ It is worthwhile to study now. Children study for themselves, not for their parents. "Yes, if you don't study now, you will get ahead. Now even some college students have no jobs. It bothers me to think about this problem.

Just entering junior high school, everything is so strange, teachers, schools, classmates. A semester has passed like this, and there are not many students I know. I don't know how to communicate with them. When I was in physical education class, many classmates played together. I really want to play with them, but I don't know how to tell them

My mother read my diary the day before yesterday, which annoyed me. I went to reason with my mother, who said that parents should know everything about their children. But my little secret was written in my diary, just like being seen through naked. I quarreled with my mother, and we are in the cold war these days.

How I wish there were no troubles in my life! A person can't be carefree, just like under the sun, there are inevitably short clouds. In fact, worry is not terrible, the key is how you treat it. From now on, let's deal with and eliminate our troubles together, and let's mature with colorful dreams!

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My troubles

I want to be the sun, but I am the star; I want to be a big tree, but I am a grass; I want to be a big river, but I am a small stream. So, I am in trouble.

In my class, my grades in all subjects are average, unlike some students who are among the best in a certain subject. I know because I don't have a good study method. Every day, my classmates fly freely in the sea of knowledge, but I can't find a good learning strategy, and I am alone. Every time the teacher doesn't assign too many study tasks, my time is always full. Whenever the task is completed, I feel relieved, but my grades have not improved at all. Perhaps, it will be better at home!

In the first mid-term exam of the new semester, I got the third place in my class, and I was in high spirits and carefree all day. I told my parents the good news. My parents just said simply, "Study hard and don't be proud." At first I thought, "Look how smart our son is. I will buy it for you. " My fantasy was shattered at once. In the second exam, I got the fourth place in my class, one behind. Mom and dad said, "I only play all day." Didn't I tell you not to be proud! " "I realized that I was too conceited. The final exam was over, and I suddenly retreated to the seventh place. When you get home, you will inevitably be criticized. Back home, sure enough, "I just know how to play and see what you can do when you grow up!" " "How sad I am! Well done, you can't get praise from your parents. If I don't do well, they just criticize me without even a word of encouragement. It's not over yet!

My parents used to ask me what my ideal was. I just answered a simple sentence: "I don't know." Always like this. So they think I am a child without ideals. I am an introverted child. Just because I don't talk about my ideals doesn't mean I don't have them. They don't know me at all.

I have been picky about food since I was a child, so that now, everyone who has seen me will say, "You are so thin!" " "Why can't I imagine that some students have strong bodies? But my classmates just know how to evaluate me. I am a boy, but there is nothing like evaluating the masculinity of boys. The fingers are slender, like a girl's, and the wrist is almost skin and bones. What is hateful is that if I stand there naked, girls will envy my figure! But my classmates always make fun of my physical defects, and I have self-esteem. Why do they all hurt me like this?

Yes, gold is never barefoot, no one is perfect, everyone has shortcomings, and their shortcomings are the root of their troubles. I can't find a good learning method, my parents don't understand me, and my classmates laugh at me. It's disgusting.

I also want to have a blue sky of my own!

Changes in the fifth grade of primary school Rabbit is the sprint champion of previous small animal games, but he can't swim. Once, a rabbit was chased by a wolf to the river and almost caught. For the all-round development of small animals, the Animal Management Bureau sent rabbits to swimming training classes, as well as puppies, turtles and squirrels. The dog and the turtle learn to swim, and they have another skill. They are very happy. Rabbits and squirrels took a long time to learn, and they were very upset. The wild duck, the coach of the training class, said, "I can swim on two legs, but you can't swim on four legs?" 90% success comes from sweat. Come on! Hey! "The critic frog sighed with emotion:" Rabbits are so easy to run! Why only focus on weak training, not developing special skills? "The thinker Crane said," Survival requires more than one skill! "Rabbits can't learn to swim, but they have to make holes. Squirrels can't learn to swim, but they have to climb trees.

The composition of the fifth grade in primary school contains 350 words and 400 words.

"ah! Hello! I'm glad to be your friend! Huh? Who am I? The most loyal relatives and friends in your life-Chinese characters! "

Mention me, but that's something to talk about. I know what you are thinking, because with me, you can communicate with others, and the work of writers and negotiators depends on me. Besides, I am a senior, 6,000 years old since ancient times. From Oracle Bone Inscriptions to bronze inscriptions, to seal script, to official script, to regular script and running script, I upgraded, upgraded, upgraded and strived to improve.

I am diverse, but each font has its own characteristics. Like seal script, it is simple and elegant. Official script, moist and silent, decorative. Cursive, fast and compact. Regular script is neat and beautiful. Running script is easy to read and write, practical, diverse in style and full of personality.

But in recent years, I feel very lonely. In order to keep up with the trend, more and more people are fascinated by mars language. I can't understand vague words, like me, but there are fewer strokes and more. Alas! No wonder it's called Martian. Martians must know.

Alas! Even fewer people use and understand me. They kept "innovating" and came up with many strange words. It is because of its long history that China stands among the world. Now I'm afraid this "old capital" will be "innovated" again.

Now, I just hope that people will not "forget their roots" and lose their Chinese characters and excellent traditions.

If you agree, let's act together!

Composition of self-reported Chinese characters in China

Hello, everyone. I am a long-lived man who is loved by everyone, with flowers in full bloom and a flat tire-Chinese characters.

We are square, like a group of lively and lovely children joking on paper, like beautiful big flowers to please your eyes.

Don't underestimate us, we are very strong. Every word we say has a different charm. When you see the word sun, you can feel the heat and strength. My eyes sparkled when I saw the moon. I have many of the same kind. There are regular script, cursive script and running script. . . . . Writing light words makes people feel floating, and heavy words sink at first sight. Laughter makes people happy, and crying makes people want to cry. Frost seems to send out a chill. When the word "deep" appears, you seem to have entered a forest or a quiet courtyard. In the calligrapher's pen, we can be endless, or tall and straight as a peak, or clear as a stream, or vast as the sea, or concise as fat. We have the power of wisdom. In the long river of human history, no nation has such rich calligraphy treasures as ours.

What's the matter? I am great