Childhood fun fifth grade composition

Seven interesting childhood fifth-grade compositions

Lying on the mat of the car crying, my eyes are swollen like small peaches. Maybe my mother moved out of pity and bought a lollipop from the supermarket. The following is the fifth-grade composition of "Interesting Childhood" I brought to you, hoping to help you.

The fifth grade composition of Interesting Childhood 1 When I was a child, I had the habit of imitating others. I bend when others bend. Once I saw a person with inconvenient legs and feet walking, I also learned to limp. Whenever my mother sees me imitating others, she always smiles and points at my nose and says, "Fool". But I still can't change this habit.

Once, after my mother and I went shopping in the mall, we walked out of the mall and saw a lady at the door politely nodding to us and saying, "Welcome to come again next time." Hey, that's a good word! I secretly wrote it down. That night, there were guests at home, and I stood by and waited for the opportunity. When the guests got up and left, I rushed up and shouted, "Welcome to come again next time!" " My uncle and aunt were curious, then they laughed, touched my head and praised me for being polite. I tasted the sweetness and my heart was full of joy. Yes, that's a good sentence. It's much more useful than saying goodbye. I often say a word when I say goodbye to others in the future, which has attracted many people's praise.

Dad is going on a business trip again, and I'm a little reluctant. I got up early the morning my father left. I saw my father leaving with a box, so I rushed to her and said seriously, "Goodbye, Dad, welcome to be free ..." I was stunned and didn't know what to say goodbye to my father. Suddenly, my heart lit up and I said, "Come to my house again when you are free." I saw my father leaning forward and leaning back, looking back at my mother, who also smiled from ear to ear. Made me "Zhang Er monk-scratching my head" and stood there waiting for a while.

Most of the stupid things I did when I was a child have been forgotten, but they are still vivid, and it is ridiculous to think about them. This incident makes me feel that I have to think independently in everything I do, and I can't just imitate others. Only when I dare to think can I create my own land.

Interesting childhood writing 2 Interesting childhood stories are like countless stars in the sky. Interesting childhood stories are like wonderful movies, which are constantly shown in my mind. Childhood always fills me with laughter. When I recall my childhood, I always think of that stupid thing.

That year, I was only five years old, just an ignorant and naive child. Our neighbor keeps a lovely rabbit. I like it very much. Every day, I go to her door alone to see the bunny. Look at its round head and two ruby eyes; Look at its beard when it eats vegetable leaves; It also depends on the way it jumps and runs; Sometimes I like to play hide and seek with it!

One day, I was watching rabbits eat in front of my neighbor's house. I suddenly feel a little bored. What should I do? I racked my brains for a long time and finally came up with something that I thought was funny. Wouldn't it be great if I helped the rabbit climb the tree? So, curiosity drove me, holding the rabbit downstairs, walked to a small tree, stood on tiptoe and put the rabbit safely on a branch. You did a good job. I saw the rabbit climb the tree! I thought silently. The rabbit is very nervous in the tree. Suddenly, because the branches were too short, the rabbit could not control its four feet and lost its balance. A fall, fell to the ground. The rabbit lay motionless on the ground. I feel horrible. I quickly picked up the rabbit and called mom. My mother asked me, "What's the matter?" I told my mother what happened. My mother smiled and said to me, "silly boy, rabbits can't climb trees." Why did you put them on the tree? " Mother looked at the rabbit and said confidently, "fortunately, this time I just fell from a low place, nothing serious!" " "I feel a little guilty. I shouldn't have done this if I had known.

Childhood is not repeated, and now I will never do such a stupid thing again!

"Interesting Childhood" Grade 5 Composition 3 "Time flies, the sun and the moon fly". All the interesting things in my childhood were washed away by the sea like sand, but one thing is still clearly printed in my mind. That added the first small factory to my childhood.

I remember when I was five or six years old, my sister brought me a little pug. Its hair is black and white, with big watery eyes and a big furry tail. So cute!

One day, I took my pug out to play. I walked a lot. The puppy began to protest. He looked at me, ignored him and simply lay on the ground. I also stopped to wait for the puppy. But after a long time, the puppy still won't get up. I was in a hurry, picked up the puppy and rushed home as fast as I could.

As soon as I got home, I burst into tears. My mother heard my crying and came out of the bedroom. She asked anxiously, "What's the matter?" I choked and said, "Puppy. Puppy, he. He is dead. " Mom was surprised and asked, "How is that possible? He was fine yesterday. " I thought my mother didn't believe me, so I gave her the puppy and said, "Look for yourself if you don't believe me." Mother touched the puppy's belly and laughed: "silly child, you have held the puppy for so long, haven't you found it still breathing?" I blushed and said, "Huh? I think so. It was so urgent that I didn't even feel it. " Hearing this, my mother did not come to comfort me, but laughed hysterically.

Now, I'm growing up, and I won't worry anymore. I will do everything slowly, instead of crying when I meet difficulties. Although I was humiliated by the funny stories when I was a child, they brought me a lot of knowledge.

"Interesting Childhood" Grade 5 Composition 4 Look! Who is the beautiful little girl in that photo who is wearing little red riding hood, a small red vest with jewels all around, a short white skirt and heavy makeup? But why is she so sad and full of grievances? Hee hee ... it's me.

I am only four years old in the photo. This is my first solo dance. It's been six years now. I even forgot the name of the dance, only remembering that it was a Mongolian dance.

I still remember that I was the first to sign up for the solo competition, and naturally I became the first performer. Because I have never seen anyone dance before, I smiled and danced confidently during the performance, thinking that I would succeed, not for the first time, but for the second time. But then I saw more and more people dancing, dancing better and better, and the judges and teachers gave higher and higher marks. The adults around me are talking and counting. I heard that you may not even get the third prize! There is a rabbit jumping in my heart, as anxious as fifteen buckets. It's really hard. I feel worse and worse. I can't even talk, let alone joke. No matter how my mother coaxed me, I couldn't laugh. Even my favorite chocolate candy is useless. My mother had no choice but to take a picture of me, and I naturally smiled. Unexpectedly, it is here-with a long face-with an unhappy little girl written all over her face.

In that competition, I understood a truth: there are people outside, and there are days behind. Now every time I see this photo, I get a little inspiration. I must try my best to surpass others.

Interesting childhood composition 5 Everyone's childhood is colorful and full of all kinds of interesting things.

It was a winter, and with the approach of the Spring Festival, my parents were ready for the Spring Festival. I am like a greedy kitten, thinking about the candy in the new year's goods every day. Maybe my mother knew my mind and handed me some candy for the first time. I stared at the candy in my mother's hand, my eyes were shining, and I wanted to put it in my mouth and eat it. Grandma next to me saw me and smiled and said to me, "You greedy cat, you have been thinking about this candy all day." I think you like candy very much. Just plant it as a seed in the soil and you will be full next year! " Grandma's words made mom and dad laugh. But it planted seeds in my heart: Yes, if only I had a candy tree. I can eat a lot of candy every day.

The next day, I found a tree in front of my house and carefully dug a hole next to it with a small shovel. After digging, I hid the candy in my pocket. Little candy, you must grow up quickly and grow into a candy tree. I will be very tasty.

For the next few days, I went to the place where I grow candy every day as if it had been a year. But after waiting for a week, nothing happened. I really can't help it. I ran to ask my grandmother, "Grandma, why hasn't my candy sprouted yet?"

"Huh?" Grandma giggled after hearing this: "Silly child, I am teasing you."

After mom and dad got off work, grandma told them this funny story about me as a joke. As expected, they also laughed their heads off.

Now every time I think of this funny thing, I am amused by myself.

I believe everyone has an interesting childhood, and I am no exception. One thing I remember clearly is having a snowball fight.

It happened during the winter vacation of one year. My two sisters and I are playing in our hometown in the country. Get up in the morning, put on a big cotton-padded jacket and trousers, run into the kitchen, pick up a cup and toothbrush and start brushing your teeth. Then I go to my room to watch TV. At this time, my two sisters got up and sat next to me waiting for dinner. After a while, grandpa brought three bowls of hot noodles, and soon we ate them all.

After a long time, I yawned and suddenly my mind went blank because I was so bored. At this time, my sister had a proposal. She said we might as well have a snowball fight, and then she and my little sister agreed.

We ran to the door excitedly, and then we froze, because it was all white outside, even on the pond, and we didn't say much. My sister stood on the chair seriously (she wished that no one was talking, she said: The rules of the game are like this, everyone chooses a place and draws a line, and contestants are not allowed to cross the line, and those who don't follow the rules are treated as zero points), and because my sister is too young and has no defensive ability, she and. No one seems to remember these rules. Everything crossed the line, making the field a mess. I ran to them with my new "Super Invincible Snow King" and took a double shot. I couldn't help laughing when I looked at their discomfiture. My sister refused to accept it. She grabbed a handful of snow from the snow and sent it directly to my arms. I fell to the ground with cold. I was bitten by them this time, but I still got a wonderful bite.

"Interesting Childhood" Grade 5 Composition 7 Childhood is like a forest, in which we freely shuttle; Childhood is like a blue sky, we spread our wings and fly in the sky; Childhood is like a sea, and we explore the mysteries of the ocean in the endless sea. We feel that childhood is really happy, and recalling childhood is even happier.

When I was a child, I was very afraid of earthworms and mistakenly thought that earthworms were sacred and inviolable snakes! I am weeding in my grandfather's house, but I am digging. Suddenly, a long thing appeared in the pit in front of me. I leaned down and saw a snake! No, how can a snake be so small? Suddenly, I froze and thought I was knocked out. This is a baby of a snake. I threw away my hoe and ran to grandpa's house like thunder. I panted, "There's a snake! There are snakes! " Dad rushed out and shouted, "Where is it?" Where is it? "I took my father to the pit, but the snake ran away. I added, "That snake is very thin and small. This is a small snake. " Dad seemed to see through my mind, picked up a hoe and began to dig. I went to play without seeing anything. After a while, my father asked me to go. I came to the soil and saw a small snake in my father's hand. I was shocked and ran to my grandfather's house to hide. Dad came over, he said to throw it away, and my heart finally relaxed. But as soon as I relaxed, my father took out the hidden "snake" and threw it to me. This time, I was not scared, but quickly dodged, and then stepped on the "snake" with "Foshan Shadowless Foot" crazily, and then gave up. After returning home, it suddenly occurred to me that in case of revenge, I stayed again. Complaining that the car is driving too slowly, I seem to see a snake chasing after it.

In retrospect, it's a joke. But how much I want to stay in childhood forever, experience the true meaning of beauty and feel the infinite happiness of childhood.