Three essays on narrative composition in grade five

Interesting things about childhood

Childhood is colorful, just like the stars in the sky, which are countless; Childhood is carefree, just like sand on the golden beach, flying all over the sky; Childhood is free, just like white clouds in the sky, floating around. And my childhood is always so beautiful in my memory box.

I remember that day, it was sunny. When I was just eight years old in the northeast, my father said he was going to teach me how to ride a bike. I was extremely happy, but I didn't know it was so difficult to learn. At the beginning of school, my father explained carefully: one foot is on the ground, the other foot is on the pedal, and the body sits steadily. Hold the handle firmly with both hands, bend forward slightly and look forward with your eyes. Don't worry! I'll hold it in the back. So, I bravely did as my father said. "But how can I let it go?" I said doubtfully. Then, my father patiently told me: "One pedal, one foot on the ground, the car pushes forward, push forward hard when getting on the bus, and remember to brake by hand when getting off." After listening to it, I believe I really tried it. Oh, my God! The car really moved forward! So, I have been excited to try riding. After a while, when I got carried away, I suddenly saw my father running to the front sweating and said with a smile, "Very good! Very good! " I looked back in surprise to see if anyone was holding my car, and suddenly I plopped, and I fell to the ground with my car. So, I cried on the ground and said, "I don't practice!" I don't practice! " I thought: If it's so difficult to ride, I won't practice. Later, my father smiled and said, "You have to persevere in everything!" After practicing for a few days, I finally learned! I am glad of my success!

ah! Dad is absolutely right. I will persevere in everything I do in the future, and I can't give up halfway. Only in this way can I do everything well.

Childhood is a painting, which is memorable; Childhood is a song that makes people linger; Childhood is a dream, which is intoxicating. This is my childhood fun, my wonderful time!

Learn to swim

At noon, today is my first day to learn to swim.

I changed my bathing suit in the locker room, put on my swimming cap and goggles, and followed my friends to the swimming pool. Looking at the swimming pool, I couldn't help saying, "The swimming pool is very big, but the water is too turbid. If we accidentally choke a mouthful of water, it won't be poisoned by the water!" " "Yes, yes." A fat girl echoed. Suddenly a whistle came to my ears, and the coach asked two students standing together to help each other. The fat girl and I went to the water to learn to hold our breath. We put our heads in the water together, and I came out in 1 second, but she persisted for 1 seconds. After a closer look, she used to hold her nose with her hands. When the coach saw that many students could not

, he said, "Breathe in through your mouth first, and then hold your breath in the water." I did as the teacher said, and the effect was really good. I suppressed it from 1 second to 19 seconds at once. Seeing that I was learning well, the teacher asked me to hold my breath and kick my leg at the same time. I tried to hold my breath after listening to the teacher's words, but I won't kick my leg. The teacher said to me, "You can do it completely as long as you relax. Try again!" I tried again, and this time was much better than the last one. After my unremitting efforts, I finally succeeded. Five minutes before class, the teacher organized us to hold our breath. I won the first place with 35 seconds of excellent results. I was so happy!

Learning to swim on the first day gave me great confidence. I believe: swimming-I will definitely learn!

Daddy's love

Cough-cough! "I have a cough again. "You have a cold again, be sure to drink more water! I'll pick you up after school this afternoon. " When my father took me to school, he heard me coughing and was very anxious.

As soon as school was over in the afternoon, Dad hurried to school. Seeing that my cough was not good, it got worse, and my father was more anxious, so he took me to the children's hospital. Standing on the bus, my stomach hurts, and my face is blue and my lips are white. Dad was very anxious when he saw me like this. He held the back of the chair in one hand and picked me up in the other. After a while, I felt even worse. I vomited with a "wow" and stained my father all over. Dad knew that I must have felt uncomfortable in this car before throwing up, so he forgot to brush himself. As soon as he got to the station, he took me off. I felt better after vomiting, and my father wiped myself clean. However, we still have one stop to get to the hospital. What should we do? "Shall we take another bus?" Dad said. I shook my head and said, "I'm afraid I'll throw up again." "Then let's take a taxi?" I still shook my head. At this time, my father stopped talking. He knew that I was really scared and tired. He picked me up and walked towards the hospital. Not far away, I found the sweat dripping from my father's head, and even my clothes were soaked when I got to the hospital.

When I got to the hospital, I registered, went to see a doctor, paid for it, took medicine, and did physical therapy.,,,,, Dad kept running behind my back all over the hospital. At this time, I really regret that I didn't listen to my father and consciously drink more water. Maybe my cough wouldn't get worse so much, and my father wouldn't have to take me so far to see a doctor.

On my way home, I leaned against my father's chest and said to him, "Thank you, Dad! You have worked hard! I will take the medicine as required, so that my illness will get better soon, and I won't let you worry any more. " Dad listened to my words and smiled consolingly.