Composition: Happiness comes from recalling the level of Grade Three! Hurry up! Quick bonus is not less than 600 words.

On New Year's Day, my parents and I went to my grandmother's house in the countryside to experience homesickness.

When I came to grandma's house, I first paid my respects to my grandparents and wished them a long life. Grandma said: "in winter and winter, bamboo shoots have grown in our Zhushan." How about I take you to dig them! " I nodded again and again. So, I called two brothers and a younger brother to set off with their hoes on their backs! Although it was very cold, my brother and I walked around with a fever and panting. Grandma said: "children in cities are like this, and they can't stand the wind and rain at all." My brother said, "Grandma, wait a minute!" Let's catch our breath, we are exhausted! "Grandma didn't stop us, so we had to follow. After a long walk, we finally reached our destination. My brother sat down against the tree. I shouted, "ah! There are bugs! " My brother patted his ass and stood up. Grandma smiled and said, "be careful, come here quickly, there are many bamboo shoots here!" ""Hearing this, we rushed over, so grandma taught us to dig bamboo shoots. First dig out the soil next to the bamboo shoots, and finally turn it up with a hoe. We dug a basket of bamboo shoots like grandma. At noon, we drank sweet bamboo shoot soup and ate crisp bamboo shoots. We feel very happy when we eat bamboo shoots dug by ourselves.

In the evening, my parents and I went home happily with heavy harvest.

I thought: I am really happy this day. I experienced nostalgia and learned a lot.

Happy memories

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, I have entered the sixth grade. Six years have passed, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, happy and sad. Although I am sad, I am short-lived, but happiness always breathes, but it also makes me memorable.

During this period, what I miss most is my good friend, "Zhao Guanglin" in grade five. He is not only good at his lessons, but also kind and helpful. As long as I am with him, I always feel very happy and forget all my troubles. However, it's a pity that he transferred to another school, which is unforgettable. In the fifth grade, I won the third place in the whole grade and marathon. Now that I think about it, it's incredible.

Over the years, I have accepted many teachers' teaching regrets. Every teacher's style is different, some are fierce, some are kind and some are disgusting. Anyway, I benefited a lot. Until now, I still remember every word the teacher trained, and I really appreciate them. In the fourth grade, my tutor had to rest at home because she was pregnant, so she invited an old substitute teacher, although the teacher was very talkative.

But now that I think about it, it's great that he is so old and willing to sacrifice his time to teach us.

Childhood is about to pass, and there are countless memories. Only by grasping the present can we have more beautiful memories in the future.

Happy memories

(4) Class Two Cao

Today is an unusual day, because we are going to Wuxi, a famous tourist city.

We got on the bus early in the morning. Everyone laughed and sang, and soon they arrived in Wuxi. First, we visited Xi Hui Park. According to the teacher, we will go to Wuxi Mashan orange garden to pick oranges in the afternoon. The students were a little excited and couldn't wait to fly to the orange garden.

In the afternoon, the bus finally took us to pick the sightseeing orange garden. A large green orange garden came into our eyes, full of vitality everywhere. Everyone rushed in. The oranges in the orange orchard seem to be lying on the bed. They are all gold, as if to say, "I am the best, pick me first!" " As I walked, I pulled open the branches that stretched out. "Here's a big red one!" I shouted and ran to it, stepping on the muddy field path and pushing the branches away. The cat leaned down and put it in the bag. Farmers are really hard, and we should really cherish the fruits of their labor! "I told the teacher deeply.

"Yes, the ancients said: weeding at noon, sweating. Now you see, it is not easy for farmers to produce such delicious things for us with their backs to the loess! " The teacher told me earnestly.

The students' laughter and laughter mingled in the orange garden and echoed over it, leaving us with good memories.

Yesterday's happiness is today's memory, and tomorrow's happiness is today's desire. How many dreams come true in a happy life? If you want to count clearly, you must first count the pearl-like stars in the sky.

The stars are still shining tonight, and I can't help but recall that short and happy night, which I will never forget in my life.

Three years ago, on the night when the stars and the moon met in late autumn, I knew in my heart that because my parents were not at home, I would spend my birthday alone in the moonlight without candlelight-how lonely and desolate it was! An inexplicable sadness can't help but come to mind: although the stars are shining tonight, it belongs to others.

I pushed open the window probe, put my hands on my cheeks, looked helplessly at the boundless starry sky, and silently endured the coldness of the moonlight. I can't help but naively change the poem of the ancients: "There is moonlight in front of the window, how can there be frost?" ; Looking up, I found it was moonlight. Look down and think about your parents. "

Suddenly, I found a cluster of particularly dazzling stars shining in the sky. They seemed to understand my mind and were talking to me-alas! I can only do this, immersed in the dream of writing and weaving.

"I wish you a happy life-day-fast-happy life-day-fast-happy life ..." The melodious melody floated from far and near and immediately spread to my downstairs. My heart suddenly trembled: is this a dream or a fairy tale? I looked down at the downstairs in confusion and clearly saw one of my classmates holding a cake the size of a plate, and several others. That flash is my longing hope, and that beat is my happy note. I'm so excited that I can't wait to run downstairs to have candlelight and hope. Oh, so sweet, so warm and so happy! Although this is only a small cake, it deeply conveys the students' wishes and sincerity.

This is the masterpiece of my good friends-they understand me tonight, and I will surprise me tonight.

Everyone came into the house together and asked me to light the main candle that they had left unlit. After I made a wish and blew out the candles, I picked up the cake. We went outside together and came to the lawn, enjoying the sweetness of the cake and the long-term warmth of friendship. We lay on the grass together, watching the stars twinkling, listening to the autumn insects whispering, letting the evening breeze blow leisurely, letting the mood drift to the extreme-we chatted.

My friends asked me what I wished just now, and I smiled: "I hope we can meet again next year!" " I wish I could remember this moment! "

Friend! Happy times are always so short and fleeting, but as long as we really appreciate and feel, the happiness we once had will last forever!