Fifth grade children's composition

In ordinary daily life, everyone is familiar with writing. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are nine fifth-grade childhood compositions I collected for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

My childhood was happy, warm and colorful, just like a beautiful painting and a beautiful song!

One thing in childhood is unforgettable. Although it is only a small thing, just an ordinary little thing, it warms my heart. I may be only a one-year-old child at that time, but I knew everything at that time, so that my memory was probably biased when I thought about simple questions. I definitely didn't go to kindergarten at that time. I didn't go to kindergarten until I was two years old.

Every day, my mother and I go to the market to buy food. I took my mother's hand and walked to the vegetable market together. At that time, I didn't notice what my mother was like, but my mother made me feel a sense of dependence. After walking to the market together, I followed my mother between the stalls where I bought food. At that time, the market was so big for me, just like a maze, which frightened me. I held my mother's hand tightly for fear of getting lost. My mother's hand is so important to me, just like looking for clues on my way home.

When I got home, my mother cooked porridge and I ate it. Maybe it's because my mother's cooking is so delicious that I can't forget the taste. It is because of this smell that I found these bad things from the curtain of memory so quickly. Mother probably forgot, but I will always remember it clearly.

Yes, it's nothing to others, but I found the taste of maternal love in it. This will always be the culmination of my childhood.

This incident has aroused eternal memories in my heart, and I should always remember it!

When I got home, I overheard my neighbors discussing the demolition, and my mind was blinded. Do you want to open it? Where do I have the memory of 1 1 year? Where our family is full of laughter? The house that witnessed me growing up again and again?

Once upon a time I'm looking forward to the early demolition of the house and being able to live in a new house. Now I realize how stupid I am! How about the new house? Although the present house is a little old, it slowly carries my memories.

Ah, this mulberry tree is where I played with my friends when I was a child. I remember this store used to be a candy store. It was run by a kind old man at that time. My friends and I clubbed together to buy candy. Old people will give us more, and then we will twitter our thanks. Remember the kindergarten where we used to play when we were children.

Happy childhood has been in blowing in the wind. When I grow up, my grandfather is gone and the house is going to be demolished.

People are gone, but memories are still there.

Childhood, like my shadow, has always followed me. Childhood is like a gripping song, recording my ups and downs. Childhood is like a picturesque dream, recording my beautiful memories. Childhood is like a beautiful picture, recording the bits and pieces of my life. Although it's over, I feel good.

Childhood is really good, it is my memory of baking balloons. I remember when I was five, my mother gave me a red balloon. I gently throw it into the air, and it always falls slowly. I can't wait to run out of the house, find my friends and show off that I have this red balloon in front of them. After a while, I threw the balloon into the air and chased it with my friends. The balloon whirled and slowly fell into a small bubble on the side of the road. I rushed to pick it up and saw a big piece of mud. I walked up and down the road anxiously and suddenly had a brainwave and came up with a good idea. I told my friends my idea and they all agreed. So we found a lot of paper and matches. I gently lit the match and lit the paper, and then approached the balloon stained with mud. I heard a bang, and my friends couldn't help shouting. The beautiful balloon suddenly turned into messy pieces. By the time I realized it, the crystal tears were already in my eyes.

Childhood events are as numerous as the stars in the sky. They are not only unforgettable, but also unforgettable.

Childhood is so good, swallowing bananas is stupid. I remember when I was young, my father bought a handful of bananas. I looked at bananas like a curved moon, and I couldn't help thinking, this thing is too much like the moon. If I eat it, it's different from eating the moon. Then how awesome I should be! Do it. I secretly took a banana and stuffed it directly into my mouth when my father wasn't looking. When my dad saw it, he panicked and quickly grabbed bananas from my mouth. I haven't been allowed to touch bananas for a year. Later, my father nicknamed me "little fool".

There are many things in my childhood, which are not only worth remembering, but also worth remembering.

Childhood is really good, it is the fear of growing watermelon on your head. I remember once, my mother bought a new watermelon. I accidentally swallowed watermelon seeds while eating. I thought: What if I have a watermelon on my head? By the way, I can't grow watermelon without drinking water. So I decided not to drink water. After a while, mother said, "Son, have some water?" I said angrily, "I don't drink it. What if watermelon grows on my head?" Mom said in surprise, "Watermelon, what watermelon?" I told my mother the whole story. Mom laughed and cried after listening.

Although there are many idiots and sadness in childhood, it is still the best in my heart!

In colorful childhood, many things evaporate quietly like water vapor. But there is one thing that makes me laugh when I think about it.

Once my rocking chair was "occupied" by my grandmother, and I didn't like it very much, but how can I let my grandmother give way? I've been racking my brains for days. Suddenly, I had a brainwave and thought of a wonderful idea ... "Grandma! There are mice! " I leaned against the door and creaked. Grandma hurriedly jumped down from the rocking chair and asked eagerly, "Where is it?" Where is the mouse? "I pointed to the table in the outhouse." When I came in just now, a mouse suddenly jumped out and slipped under the table. "I described it vividly, as if it had really happened. Grandma looked at the table doubtfully, then at me and said, "Are you trying to fool me?"? "! I'm telling you, grandma is not easy to cheat! "This big lie will soon be exposed. I turned my head and pretended to be very wronged and said, "Grandma, why don't you believe me?" I saw it with my own eyes. It can't be wrong. "Grandma will go out in doubt." Yeah! "I silently cheered in my heart, and the plan succeeded. Grandma is not the Monkey King after all! I lay in a rocking chair and smirked proudly. "Don't you dare lie to me, girl. "Seeing that grandma had come to me, I quickly got up from the rocking chair and slipped away.

Students, your childhood must be full of fun and joy. Write it out and share it with everyone!

Childhood is a fragrant flower, a colorful box with secrets, a clear and transparent river, and a colorful dream with laughter. Childhood stories, like grapes, are endless. Let's take off the glittering story of purple and share it with you!

I remember one summer vacation, I went for a spring outing with my parents.

First of all, we take out the prepared sweet potatoes and peanuts, break some branches from the bushes, wear them in strings, gather them together with natural fuel weeds, light a fire, put things in the fire, keep rolling, afraid of burning, and then wait quietly. After more than ten minutes, the sweet potato and peanut are cooked, and a peanut is peeled off and chewed in the mouth, and there is a fragrance in the mouth. When everyone was full, they began to "act" to catch butterflies, picked up butterfly nets and watched butterflies fly in front of me. I really want to jump at once. "ah!" I cried with excitement. I found an enemy. I walked gently to the butterfly, but gave my mother a hug. The butterfly flew away as soon as it heard the sound. At this time, another butterfly flew in, but unfortunately this butterfly escaped. Just when I was depressed, suddenly, a butterfly stood there motionless. I attacked it, picked a fragrant flower, lured the butterfly to fly, and jumped down lightly while it was unprepared. I finally succeeded! Today is really an interesting day.

Childhood is a beautiful painting, let us shine in it; Childhood is paradise, let's play and frolic in the amusement park; Childhood is a piece of drawing paper, on which our footprints are left.

I had lovely smiles and sad cries when I was a child ... but what impressed me the most was the funny story that made me laugh.

I just turned 6 years old that year, and I was still young, and I still didn't understand anything. Once I went to my uncle's house to play, I saw a glass jar with several moving things in it, which startled me and stood there motionless. Then my mother came in and saw me standing there in a daze and asked me what was wrong. I said in fear, "mom, what is that?" I was so scared, "I began to cry. Mom smiled and said, "silly boy, that's tropical fish." It won't bite. Don't be afraid. " After hearing what my mother said, I was relieved and made good friends with the fish! When I went back in the afternoon, I couldn't bear the lovely fish, so I asked my uncle for some fish to keep. My uncle readily agreed, but my mother disagreed. Worried that I would definitely kill the fish. I caught some fish and went home happily. I'm so happy.

For the next few days, I stayed at home with fish every day and refused to go out. I go to see it every two minutes. One day, my parents went out, so I watched fish at home alone. When I came to see it, I found that the water the fish ate was dirty, and the fish had not bathed for several days, so I wanted to give the fish a good bath. I first fished out the fish and put it in another clean cup, replaced it with old water, refilled a clean water tank, and then put the fish in the water. Let them wash themselves. It suddenly occurred to me that something seems to be missing, oh! It turned out that there was a lack of soap. I immediately went to the bathroom to get some washing powder and put it in the fish tank. I rowed around with my hands and made a lot of bubbles, which was very reassuring. I go to the living room to watch TV. After half an hour, I want to see if the fish has been washed. I went to the kitchen and was shocked to see me. Hey! Everyone has a wonderful childhood. Childhood is really like a boat, full of candy, toys and happiness. Of course, what happened in childhood is also full of childishness, but there is nothing worth remembering.

The book Childhood is well worth reading. The protagonist of this book is a poor boy named Aletha. This article describes that Aletha, the hero, came to his grandfather's house with his mother after his father died, and spent his childhood there. With the death of his mother and the decline of his grandfather's family, Aletha had to go to the story of life alone.

I think Alisha is a poor little boy, because he lost his father and his father's love when he was very young. After his father died, he followed his mother to his grandfather's house. During her stay at grandpa's house, Alisha was deeply loved and cared for by her grandparents. In addition, every night, grandma tells many stories to Alisha, which is very helpful for Alisha's growth. At his grandfather's house, he also witnessed two uncles quarreling and competing for property, showing selfishness and greed, completely ignoring family ties.

Later, Aletha and his grandparents moved to a new home. In the new environment, he also met an excellent person-called a "good thing". "Good things" are very capable, but they are often alienated or even rejected because they are maverick. After Good Things left, Aletha met another uncle-Uncle Peter. At first, Uncle Peter regarded Alisha as a relative. Later, somehow, Uncle Peter and Alisha were unhappy everywhere. Later, people found Uncle Peter's body in the backyard. Then, Alisha's mother died. So Alisha had to start her own life alone.

Alisha is in this suffocating and terrible world.

Spent his childhood. But he was not afraid of difficulties, worked hard to grow up and eventually became an excellent person.

When we think of ourselves, we should cherish the good times and comfortable learning environment, study hard, overcome difficulties, go forward and become more valuable talents to society.

Childhood is the most colorful part of life. Innocent mind is like a pure white sail surfing on the vast sea, which has triggered one interesting childhood story after another. However, with the passage of time, I have forgotten many things, but that one is still fresh in my memory!

It was a Sunday in summer. I don't have to go to kindergarten. My mother sent me to my grandmother's house to play. My grandmother knew I was coming, so she bought a big red watermelon to quench my thirst. Grandma cut the big watermelon into five pieces. I looked at this tempting big watermelon and ate three big pieces in a row. However, when I ate the third piece, I swallowed a watermelon seed because I was in a hurry. As soon as I reacted, my heart immediately hung up: What can I do this time? Watermelon seeds will germinate and bloom when eaten in the stomach. As a result, alas! So my stomach won't explode? Suddenly I had a brainwave and came up with a good idea: Do watermelon seeds have to be watered to germinate? As long as I don't drink water, it can't get water irrigation. As long as I persist for a few days, it will surely die of thirst! Thought of here, I can't help laughing-because I can come up with this wonderful idea! Jun Jun, come and have a drink. After eating so many watermelons, rinse your mouth! Grandma suddenly cried when she saw me giggling. I pouted and said to my grandmother in a childish tone: no! Grandma, are you trying to kill me? In this way, my stomach will explode! Grandma smiled and said kindly, silly child! What are you talking about? When I saw that my grandmother didn't know the inside story, I told her the whole story in detail. Grandma smiled at this: You stupid Jun Jun! Watermelon seeds can sprout and grow in the soil, and you will die of thirst if you don't drink water! You know, if you don't drink water, you will die! After hearing what grandma said, I suddenly realized!

Although it has been a long time, I still can't help laughing when I think about it now!

The fifth grade childhood composition 9 childhood is happy and unrestrained. Childhood is like a magical treasure chest. When you open it, you will find many colorful gems, each of which is a naive dream. Let me show the brightest ones to the children.

I remember when I was four years old, we had three lovely little goldfish. I like them very much. I play with them for a while every day, or even feed them myself. One day, my father changed the water in the fish tank. He put the goldfish in a basin full of water. Then, I took the fish tank to the yard for cleaning and disinfection. Naive I looked at the goldfish swimming around in the basin naively, and I couldn't help but have a ridiculous idea in my heart; People should take a bath, so should animals! But goldfish bought them and never bathed them. If they swim in the water every day, they must be dirty. Why don't you give dad a bath when he changes the water? At the beginning, I took a bar of soap and wiped a goldfish with my hand. Soon, this goldfish was put on a "white gauze skirt" by me, and the more dry it was, the more energetic it became. The three goldfish soon became the incarnation of the princess. Just as I was proudly preparing to take off their "white gauze skirt" in the room, my father came back. When he saw my behavior, he laughed his head off. I pouted angrily and said, "What are you laughing at? ! I am bathing the goldfish! " Dad laughed even harder. When he laughed enough, he came up to me and said, "Qianhui, if you bathe the goldfish, it will die!" " "I didn't believe it at the time, and I quarreled with my father. Later, my father told me a lot of truth before I understood. Sure enough, after a while, the three goldfish were belly up and died! For this, I was sad for several days!

Looking back on my childhood, whenever I think of it, I can't help smiling. Now think about it, it was really naive at that time!