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Excellent composition in primary school: 500 words

In daily study, work and life, everyone has tried to write a composition. The composition must be elaborated around the theme and the same theme. Don't ramble, the theme is lax or even without a theme. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. The following is my 500-word 10 excellent primary school composition, I hope it will help you.

During the summer vacation, I participated in a meaningful activity-the cool evening party of paper charity fund community jointly organized by Niutong Society and China Post.

I received a short message from Niu Tong first, and went to the third floor of Youth Times for an interview at 3: 00 in August/kloc-0. 10 at noon, my mother and I took the guitar to the station by bus and started the interview. I am the fourth performer, and I play very smoothly. After playing, my mother and I went home.

A few days later, I received another message. Xia Han, a reporter, told me that I would attend a cool party at 5: 30 on14th at Guyuan Park in Gudang Community. This time, my mother took me by electric car. We waited a long time to start, so we asked the big reporter when to start. The reporter told me that from 6: 30 to 7: 00. Time passed by, and the cool party finally started. The following people stared, including those who sang "Singing" and "I Believe" and those who danced "Aerobics" and "Latin Dance". Finally, it was my turn. I walked slowly to the center of the stage with my guitar, bowed first, sat down and began to play. Maybe it's because I don't perform on the stage many times, so I'm very stiff on the stage, and I don't even look up, staring at the strings and hands all the time, which makes people feel that I'm timid and have no confidence. Halfway through the play, I suddenly found that the sound of the strings was a little inaccurate, but the song had been played and I couldn't stop, so I had to continue playing. Finally, I finished playing. I stood up, bowed and hurried off the stage. On the stage, my heart was still pounding like an ant on hot bricks. I don't know how long it took, but the cool party was over.

I gained a lot through this small activity. I exercised myself. I gained more experience on the stage. In my opinion, only when you are prepared before going on stage will you not be in a hurry.

Approaching our campus, you will find a green pavilion. Don't think that this is written by a talented engineer. Actually, it is a kind of plant called passion fruit.

Passion fruit is a perennial vine. The vitality is particularly strong. It has lived in our campus for more than a year and has grown into a big green tree. Even in winter, it is still so green.

How does it grow? Does it have feet like ivy? I was curious, so I took a closer look. Its leaves are about the size of my palm. A slender stem protrudes from the petiole, like a whip thrown by a driver, driving the carriage forward. When long stems touch vines, they will bend and entangle the scaffolding. The curved slender stems are like green springs.

Spring and summer are the seasons when it blooms. Go under the shed and look carefully, and you will find small flowers hidden in the green leaves. Unopened flowers and bones are like green bullets, and like pens dipped in green paint, they are ready to draw this new green. Blooming flowers are slightly larger than copper coins. Pale green stamens are surrounded by filiform petals. The ends of the filiform petals are bent, which looks like a fashionable and beautiful curly-haired girl from a distance, more like a dancer standing on a green carpet and dancing ballet. Filamentous petals, like a girl's dance skirt. Isn't the green flower just the slender arm extended by the actor? Attract hardworking bees to appreciate her beautiful dance.

After the flower withers, it grows a fruit the size of a thumb, and grows up slowly, like a green glutinous rice balls. From a distance, the passion fruit on the vine looks like a string of small green bulbs. Ripe passion fruit turns into purple jiaozi. The teacher said it was called passion fruit because the pulp would give off the fragrance of more than a dozen fruits such as bananas, lemons, mangoes and pineapples. I really want to try it.

Passion fruit on campus has become a unique landscape in our school. I love passion fruit on campus!

In this spring day, we are facing the warm spring breeze. With the sowing season, we finally look forward to the annual sports meeting.

The sports events of the sports meeting are rich and colorful: track and field, high jump and long jump. .........................................................................................................................................................

On this day, our class lined up orderly teams, standing on the battlefield of the competition, some straightened the rope and adjusted the length; Some try to jump, jump well; Some test whether skipping rope is good or bad; Some people smiled and waited quietly, as if they were sure of winning. ...

Just listen to the referee shout: "Ready!" I can't help but get nervous. Where are my classmates? Some are full of energy; Some are full of smiles; Some people have trembling hands and feet.

When the referee blew the whistle, I took a deep breath and waved my arms, as if I had infinite strength. Skipping rope draws beautiful arcs in mid-air again and again, and gently kisses Mother Earth.

Accidents will happen. "ah!" I let out a scream, and the students behind me immediately touched me. The two ropes are tightly intertwined, just like a pair of close friends. I paused, just return to absolute being, lightning solved. Continue to jump, jump for a while, feet like cotton, soft. I really want to become a pool of water and flow into the river to have a rest. I woke up at once. At this time, I concentrated all my strength on my hands and feet, gritted my teeth and jumped with all my strength. They are like two brothers and sisters who cooperate with each other tacitly. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. A minute has passed, and it is not far from the end time. ...

Finally, a shrill whistle sounded and the skipping competition began! We're like frosted eggplants.-What? Should I watch it or not? I hesitated for a long time, but I narrowed my eyes and made up my mind. Look! It gave me an unexpected surprise: I actually jumped 152! I am ecstatic!

Although we are very tired, our class won the first place, and it is worthwhile to be tired again.

I am proud of our class!

Grandpa is 70 years old. He loves learning and life. He is knowledgeable and healthy.

As long as I can remember, my grandfather always kept a straight face all day and seldom laughed. He was a very serious elder. He takes himself as the standard and often looks at the shortcomings and advantages of others, so it is difficult to have a few words of encouragement; He is always condescending and criticizes many people, especially when his criticism embarrasses you. Usually, he never walks or chats with his family. Once I agreed to go out for a walk with my grandmother, but I just left the yard less than 100 meters, so I broke up and took another road. Grandma complained: "He only cares about work and books, and he has no home in his heart." I thought to myself: Does Grandpa not love us anymore?

One Sunday, he checked my homework was wrong. Somehow, he even corrected the mistake. He shouted, "Face the wall for an hour!" I was scared out of my wits, I couldn't scream, I didn't dare to cry, my grandmother couldn't say anything, and my father didn't dare to complain when he came back. How miserable! Since then, I have stayed away from him and paid little attention to him. For a time, I even had the illusion that grandpa really didn't love me? !

It was a Monday morning. I have gastroenteritis, and the pain is unbearable. I persisted until noon and didn't even want to eat lunch. I went back to the girls' apartment for lunch break and couldn't sleep. It was not until before class that I got up the courage to call my grandfather and tell him about my illness. Before I finished, my grandfather quickly said, "I'll be right there, I'll be right there ..."

According to grandma, grandpa turned over from the bento bed after receiving the call and went directly to the pediatric clinic with grandma to get the medicine. Unfortunately, Dr. Peng Qiong made a house call. The two of them went to the Third People's Hospital to find Dr. He. Unexpectedly, Dr. He didn't go to work, and two doctors familiar with my illness were not there. What should I do? In desperation, my grandparents had to go to the clinic to find a doctor who didn't understand my condition and said that they would take medicine. It is said that there used to be a joke here. When taking medicine from the clinic, the pharmacist shouted, "The old man didn't pay." Grandpa looked a little embarrassed when he turned back. He said sorry, sorry!

Grandpa is in a hurry to seek medical treatment and take medicine. He even took a taxi and walked ten kilometers across the city to get to school, which took him less than an hour. The guard uncle delivered the medicine immediately after class and conveyed grandpa's instructions. I thought while taking medicine. Is it that fast? In association, I suddenly realized: Ah! It turns out that grandpa's love is in his heart, deep in his heart. ...

Under the blue sky, beside the green grass, horses are running and streams are swaying. Dashuichuan, located in Xiangquan Town, is a scenic and vast tourist attraction.

Accompanied by the breeze, I came to Dashuichuan, and after a detour of 998 1, I reached the top of the mountain.

When I got off the bus, the smell of green grass came to my face, and the sky was like a painting made of sapphire. Tourists have picked up their cameras, facing the wind, accompanying the scenery, leaning against the grass and patting the sky, which is very comfortable! Occasionally, I can hear the soft voice of the sheep, and my grandfather boasted: Oh! This is the right place. I like this leisurely and beautiful place!

The driver led everyone on the small train, ready to go to the first stop.

Hoo-hoo ... The wind is still blowing, and the roadside is full of scenes stained with green pigments, with dark green, light green, dark green and grass green ... Big trees stand among them, and sometimes you can see tents made of wooden boards and paths made of wood, which blend into nature. Sunshine makes people feel a little warm.

On some open grasslands on the left, shepherds are leading sheep, followed by several vicissitudes of life old cows.

The first stop is here, and we are ready to get off. Listen! Mom suddenly said. Goo, goo, goo ... gurgling stream. I ran to the stream, crouched down and put my hand in the water, ah! The weather is cool, the water is clear, and only insects swim under the water. I rolled up my trouser legs, stepped on a big stone and played with water happily.

There is a thatched pavilion on the shore, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is very comfortable!

After a rest, we walked on the antique bridge, with tall trees and dense leaves on both sides, which blocked the strong light for us. There are more than a dozen bright red goldfish coming and going in the clear and transparent lake under the bridge.

As soon as the time came, the small train took us to the second and third stops. The scenery is still so beautiful that people seem to be in a fairyland. Dashuichuan, that is, Dashuichuan, is obviously a delicate, colorful and priceless oil painting! Wonderland on earth! Let tourists be intoxicated, amazed and never forget!

Recalling that time, no matter how cold my heart is, I will turn into warmth with my friends. Because of her, I have the courage to face life. Even if things get worse, I will smile optimistically.

That day, somehow, my stomach ached inexplicably, my head was groggy, and I even lost the courage to stand up. I feel dizzy around, as if I will fall to the ground in the next second.

I asked my best playmates for help and they all left me. In a flash, my heart was cold and cold, just like darkness enveloped my heart.

Just when I was completely desperate, the figure of Wang Xinyun drifted into my sight. She helped me and kept comforting me: "It's okay, just stick to it and endure it!" My cold heart has a ray of warmth, and my dark heart has a ray of light. Wang Xinyun touched my forehead: "It's really hot! I'll go to the teacher. " She trotted to the infirmary to give me medicine, and sweat streamed from her forehead. Her left foot, which had just been injured and had not recovered, almost tripped again, but she didn't stop and still helped me run up and down. I can see that she is really exhausted. Her feet were weak. Although she wanted to rest, she gritted her teeth and tried to fight back again. When she is busy with everything, she doesn't care about herself at all She sat next to me and comforted me gently: "I used to do this all the time, but I don't think this little thing is anything." Be strong ... "

My stomach hurts less and my head is not as dizzy as it was just now. I was so disappointed just now, surrounded by warmth and friendship, and became strong. I saw her wound and showed nothing, but my nose and heart were full of sour tears in my eyes.

I really want to say "thank you" to her face. "But I can't say what's stuck in my heart.

I am always happy to recall this incident. With her, I have courage and hope, and she makes me more confident and optimistic, so thank you, my friend!

I have a lovely brother who just turned two. He is not only cute, but also a happy fruit in our family.

My brother has thick black hair, which shines in the light. His keen ears can hear everything. His curved eyebrows, round eyes, smart nose and small mouth are so cute. Especially those short legs, anyone can catch up with them when running.

My brother is still a little naughty. Why? Listen to my family. My mother said my brother was a little disaster, my father said his brother was cute, and my grandmother said his brother was a little ancestor. In my opinion, his brother is very clever. No, even the little people who are not sure in Lian Bi are clamoring for homework. I was secretly happy, so I handed him the book I didn't want to read to see how he could write without a pen. My brother took the notebook and saw that there was no pen. He took his short legs and turned to my desk. He took out a sharpened pencil from the drawer and returned to his position. I suddenly lost my mind and wondered how he knew there was a pencil in my drawer. Then my brother began to do his homework.

My brother is not only naughty but also greedy. Yesterday, he and his mother went to the market to buy a bag of peppers. After returning home, he kept pestering his mother for food, but she wouldn't give it. I saw that his mouth was big enough to hang a small hip flask. That's not all. It's still rolling on the ground. At noon, mother fell asleep. He waddled into the living room like a penguin and said to me, who was busy watching TV, Sister, Sugar, Sister, Sugar. I listened to it and asked strangely, Where is the sugar? Before I finished, my brother dragged me into the kitchen, then pointed to the jar on the kitchen cabinet and said, sugar, sugar, I took a closer look, it was pepper! I can't beat him, so I have to give him some with my hand. He waved happily and stood on tiptoe to taste delicious food. Pepper was suddenly sucked into his mouth, and his face was flushed just now. He immediately spit out the pepper in his mouth and kept coughing. Scared that I quickly poured water, my brother quickly grabbed the cup and drank it with a splash. Stick out your tongue and breathe hard, waving your little hand and saying it's so hot! This little fool will never eat candy indiscriminately again.

Haha, isn't my brother cute and interesting?

We grow up day by day and know how to be diligent, filial, helpful and grateful ... Do you blame me for asking? I learned to cherish.

I learned to cherish time, and my mother often said, "If you don't work hard, you will be sad." . Study hard and don't wait until you grow up to regret it. Cherish every minute. "Yes, we should cherish time. There is a saying that "time is like running water, which is gone forever." "Once it's over, you can never come back.

I remember once, the mid-term exam was coming, and I didn't review it carefully before. After a cursory look, I hid in my room to play. On the day of the mid-term exam, many will not do it. As soon as the results came out, they were not ideal and were criticized by their parents. I think: if I can do it all over again, I will definitely review it so that I won't do so badly in the exam. If I know today, why should I know? Alas! But that's impossible. Time is like running water, gone forever! After this lesson, I learned to cherish every minute.

I also learned to cherish everyone around me. Don't wait until you lose it, it's too late.

Once, I was playing with Lily in my room. She was leaving, so I said goodbye to her. When I returned to my room, I found that my 10 yuan was missing. I thought: Lily must have taken it. No one came in today except her. I didn't accept it. If it wasn't her, who else would it be? I ran to find her, and she said she didn't take it. I didn't believe it, so I ran home angrily. At eight o'clock, my mother said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that I am leaving your friends today." I bought your 10 yuan, and I will pay you back tomorrow. ""Mom, why didn't you say so earlier? I misunderstood my friend! "

The next morning, I wanted to apologize to her, but her mother said, "She went to Beijing with her grandmother, but she wrote a note and asked me to bring it to you." I opened it and it said: We will always be good friends! I suddenly burst into tears. I lost a friend, and I will never falsely accuse my friend again. In our hearts, we will always be friends!

I know how to cherish, cherish time, cherish people around me, cherish … I must seize it, cherish it, and never lose it again!

I learned to cherish! !

In the garden, the most common is grass, in the park, the most common is grass.

Ordinary grass, seemingly inconspicuous grass, has profound significance.

I remember it was an afternoon last spring, and I rode my bike on the path of Binhe Park. On one side of the road, flowers are in full bloom and trees are shaded. I stopped and sat on the grass, enjoying the coolness of the spring breeze. Suddenly, two children jumped on the grass, took out lighters and lit a small piece of grass. I was shocked, and an idea immediately came to my mind: put out the fire for the environment and justice.

I sprinkled some mineral water on the burning lawn, and the fire went out immediately. But those children playfully called me: "Big sister is good or bad." I smiled bitterly as I ran and said to myself, "Forget it, don't care too much, they are still young."

I look at a missing lawn and feel sorry. Thought: it will grow back.

After a week, I came again and was surprised to find that the grass had grown! I'm surprised and happy. What "wildfire never completely devoured them, they grew taller in the spring breeze"! My worship of grass is carefree.

After the fire, grass grew on this land again. This shows that the grass is strong, indomitable and tenacious! It is humble, very humble, but it has a tenacious fighting spirit that ordinary people do not have! It is unknown, and when people trample on them mercilessly, they silently endure great pain. They are indispensable for greening, and they are silently contributing to our better life. I admire the character and spirit of Xiaocao. How many poems handed down through the ages are praising it! Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass is a typical example.

If there is an opportunity, I will also be a grass under the sky and do my bit to build a beautiful home for mankind.

Excellent composition in primary school 500 words 10 mom, I've always wanted to say to you, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

That happened last Saturday. That day you went to the balcony to hang clothes, and my brother immediately picked up my balloon and played there. I ignored him. Seeing that I was silent, he said, "I'll cut it." After that, I went to get scissors. I listened and got it first. My brother went to get another one, and I immediately grabbed the balloon in my hand at the right time. When he saw it, he immediately took back his hand, curled himself into a ball, and then held it tightly in his hand, not letting me catch it, but I still reached in with one hand to catch it. In this way, after several struggles, I finally grabbed the balloon. I touched the balloon and threw the scissors at him, hitting him right in the face. The younger brother touched his face and looked at the scissors again. Smiling face lost her smile, but she was still unconvinced. He raised the headrest on the sofa and threw it at me. Fortunately, I dodged in time and didn't hit it. I snorted in a low voice, then stood up, sat on the sofa, crossed my legs and hummed a little song.

At this moment, my mother came over from the balcony and saw the mess at home, frowning and struggling to set it up. Then she cut the cantaloupe she bought for us to eat. When her mother gave her brother food, she found him rubbing his face and was about to cry, so she asked him what was wrong. My brother cried and said, "Sister hit me with scissors!" " Then he burst into tears. Mom turned to me again and asked me what was going on. I told my mother what happened in detail, and finally my mother said, "No matter how hard he hits you, you can't throw him with scissors!" " "I'll give you a top sentence:" I'm going to fight, what's the matter! ""Say that finish, she will stick out her tongue, roll their eyes and make faces at you. My mother finally couldn't stand it. She hit me with a broom for the first time. ...

After that, you told me a lot of truth, so I want to apologize to you, but I have been afraid to tell you, so I want to take this writing opportunity to sincerely say to you: "Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong."