In front of the fifth grade continuation composition display board

1. Fifth grade composition "In front of the exhibition board"

Beautiful exhibition board

The works carefully produced by our teachers and students were displayed in the hall of Chongde Building . In the afternoon, under the guidance of the teacher, we came to the exhibition hall. I was simply stunned. This place was completely a palace of art. I carefully visited all the works with excitement.

In the spacious hall, the walls and display boards are covered with "treasures" carefully made by the author, which are dazzling and beautiful. The most eye-catching ones are the paper-cuts in various forms, including lifelike animals, festive and peaceful window grilles, and finely crafted lettering. The most frequently exhibited works are paintings, which occupy most of the area of ??each class display board. Senior students have deeper painting skills and have just the right color combinations. They mainly focus on sketches, as well as beautiful landscape paintings and figure paintings with lifelike expressions. The paintings of the lower grade students look particularly lively and cute. They mainly use watercolor paintings. The paintings have distinct themes and express their positive and optimistic spirit. The color combinations are bright and novel, expressing their colorful inner world.

What I like most are calligraphy works. There are powerful soft-pen calligraphy, powerful hard-pen calligraphy, and slightly childish pencil calligraphy. Each has its own style and charm. The connotation of each. In the teachers’ works area, I saw a soft-pen calligraphy and a hard-pen calligraphy work by Teacher Gao. Teacher Gao’s soft-pen calligraphy looks extraordinary, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as “the pen moves like a dragon and a snake”; and his soft-pen calligraphy looks extraordinary. His hard-pen calligraphy looks even more lively, with evenly rounded lines, smooth strokes and delicate shapes. Looking at Teacher Gao's calligraphy works is a kind of visual and spiritual enjoyment. I stood in this exhibition area and stared at it for a long time without moving.

Finally, I came to the exhibition area of ??our Class 401 and searched for my works on the exhibition board. Sure enough, I saw two of my works. One was the hard-pen calligraphy "Two Ancient Poems". "First", and the other one is a cut-out word "Zhi De" that I carefully made. When I was making these two words, I cut them out with deep affection for my alma mater. They are both a sign of my gratitude to my alma mater. Love, and my deepest blessings to my alma mater. Although I was praised by my parents and teachers when I submitted my work, today I have seen more and better works, and compared with them, I still feel inferior. I finally understand that the best among the strongest is the best among the best.

I secretly made up my mind to study hard and practice hard when I go back, and strive to dedicate better works to everyone next year. 2. Continuing writing in front of the exhibition board

It’s time for us to organize the exhibition board for this issue. Tang Jiayuan and I brought scissors, glue, watercolor pens, sequins, latte art, and colored paper, but Song Xiaomeng and Chen Yuanxin I didn’t bring anything, and what was even more annoying was that Yu Zhongyi didn’t attend.

As angry as it is, the display board still needs to be released. So, we started working on it in the second class.

We put the prescribed paper on the window and measured it, and found that it had grown a bit, so we cut off the grown part of the paper, and then put double-sided tape on the back of the paper, because Song Xiaomeng and Chen Yuanxin didn't bring anything with them, so they posted and tore off one by one. Tang Jiayuan and I cut out the title. Tang Jiayuan said: "Don't cut off all the white parts. Leave a white edge around the words."

After I heard it, I cut it according to her instructions. After cutting the topic, I saw that there was no tape, so I dug out a bottle of solid glue. After drawing the glue, the four of us stuck the paper on the window.

Next, we paste the title. Song Xiaomeng was fine at the side, so we asked him to get our schoolbags.

Chen Yuanxin and I pasted the sequins next to the question. As soon as we glued it on, Song Xiaomeng ran over panting and said: "Teacher Xu said that the bottom board should be made of sponge paper, and all the questions and so on must be torn off." , when we heard this "super blow", I said to Song Xiaomeng: "Then all our afternoon work was in vain?" She said: "Well, this topic must be torn up.

"So, I tore off the sequins, and Tang Jiayuan and Chen Yuanxin tore up the questions. Then I heard a "squeak" sound, and I knew something bad had happened. Tang Jiayuan shouted: "This is the last question. Print it again. My dad is going to be fined! "Song Xiaomeng asked us to stop arguing and go to Teacher Xu's office quickly. She and I picked around in the office and finally selected a few paintings. When we were choosing paintings, Song Xiaomeng said to Sang Yixin No paper string or paper balls were used, but it was quite beautiful.

In the end, Song Xiaomeng didn’t take Sang Yixin’s painting down, but she saw Tang Jiayuan and the others taking it. We walked to Teacher Xu’s office with the torn-up questions. Teacher Xu chose a few paintings for us and asked us to evaluate and screen them downstairs. If the good ones were good, we would stick them on and the bad ones would be sent back. But what should we do with the questions? The teacher asked me to save a seat, and by chance, we met Chen Yuanxin’s mother when we went downstairs. After Chen Yuanxin’s repeated begging, her aunt spent a lot of money to print out the words "Colorful Paper Products" for us, not only in regular script, but also in five colors. ! Then, we cut out the title and stuck it on the paper together with the selected paintings. We also used a lot of decorations (all of which I picked up from the ground)! In this way, we completed the exhibition board. 3. Continuing writing in front of the exhibition board

It’s time for us to organize the exhibition board for this issue. Tang Jiayuan and I brought scissors, glue, watercolor pens, sequins, latte art, and colored paper, but Song Xiaomeng and Chen Yuanxin We didn’t bring anything, and what was even more annoying was that Yu Zhongyi didn’t participate. It was annoying, but we still had to put out the display board.

We started working on the required paper. We put it on the window and measured it, and found that it had grown a little, so we cut off the growing part of the paper, and then put double-sided tape on the back of the paper. Because Song Xiaomeng and Chen Yuanxin didn't bring anything with them, they had one. Post it and tear it off. Tang Jiayuan and I cut the title. Tang Jiayuan said: "Don't cut off all the white parts. Leave a white edge around the words." After hearing this, I followed her instructions. After cutting the title, I saw that there was no tape, so I dug out a bottle of solid glue. After drawing the glue, the four of us glued the paper on the window. Nothing happened, so we asked him to get our schoolbags. Chen Yuanxin and I pasted the sequins next to the topic. As soon as they were glued on, Song Xiaomeng ran over panting and said, "Teacher Xu said that the bottom board should be made of sponge paper. All the questions and everything have to be torn off." When we heard this "super blow," I said to Song Xiaomeng, "Then all our afternoon work was in vain? She said: "Well, this topic must be torn up." "So, I tore off the sequins, and Tang Jiayuan and Chen Yuanxin tore up the questions. Then I heard a "squeak" sound, and I knew something bad had happened. Tang Jiayuan shouted: "This is the last question. Print it again. My dad is going to be fined! "Song Xiaomeng asked us to stop arguing and go to Teacher Xu's office quickly. She and I picked around in the office and finally selected a few paintings. When we were choosing paintings, Song Xiaomeng said to Sang Yixin There was no paper string or paper balls, but it was quite beautiful. In the end, Song Xiaomeng didn't take Sang Yixin's painting down, but she saw Tang Jiayuan and the others holding the torn title to Xu. When we walked to the teacher's office, Teacher Xu chose a few paintings for us and asked us to evaluate and screen them downstairs. If the good ones were good, we would stick them on and the bad ones would be sent back. But what should I do with the topic? By chance, we met Chen Yuanxin's mother when we went downstairs. After Chen Yuanxin's repeated requests, her aunt "spended money" to print out the words "Colorful Paper Products" for us, not only in regular script, but also in five colors. Then, we cut out! The next topic and the selected paintings were glued to the paper. We also used a lot of decorations (all I picked up from the ground)!

In this way, we completed the exhibition board. 4. Continuation essay for the fifth grade of elementary school (urgent

The grandma next door asked me in a friendly way: "What? You don't have the key?" I blushed and lowered my head. Grandma touched my head kindly. ,: "Come to grandma's house first."

I timidly followed grandma into grandma's house. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the delicious food on grandma's table, and my mouth watered. Said: "Child, are you hungry? Wash your hands and eat quickly.

I said embarrassedly: "Grandma, why are you so embarrassed?" You have already taken me in, why are you so embarrassed to eat your food? Grandma smiled: "It doesn't matter, just eat it quickly." Originally, grandma was alone in the family. It was too late for grandma to be happy that you could accompany me to dinner. "After hearing what grandma said, I was still a little embarrassed, but my stomach was already beating a little drum, so I started devouring it. Grandma looked at me and said with a smile: "Good boy, slow down! ”

After dinner, grandma accompanied me to do my homework. Although grandma didn’t know how to do it, she helped me flip through the book very seriously, telling jokes and telling stories about her past. Before I knew it, the homework was It was done. Night fell quietly, but my parents still didn't come back. I couldn't help but worry, how could I bother grandma for so long? Grandma seemed to see through my thoughts and said to me: "It's okay, grandma will wait with you." Come, let's watch TV first. "Yes." Grandma turned on the TV.

After a long time, my parents came back. I was reluctant to go home. After listening to my story, my parents thanked grandma very much, and grandma said: "Hi , what is this? Neighbors. ”

From then on, my parents often helped grandma with housework, and I often went to grandma’s house to have dinner. Grandma seemed to be a member of our family. I no longer have to worry about not bringing the key, because grandma She will hold the key for me, but even so, my grandma will still let me have dinner at her house.

I have another grandma. 5. 500-word composition for the first volume of the sixth grade of elementary school.

Chen Ming and I continue writing 1

Chen Ming and I are very good friends

Once, we took out the small wooden boat we made in the craft group. When we were playing, Chen Ming accidentally broke my little wooden boat. I was very angry. I grabbed his little wooden boat and smashed it into the ground. The two small wooden boats were knocked apart on the ground. Flowers", broken wood scattered on the floor of the classroom.

At this time, the monitor came over and said to me, I gave her a fist impatiently, but the teacher happened to see it, so I was grabbed When I got to the teacher's office, the teacher called the parents. I hated Chen Ming. He was responsible for all this.

I came to the classroom angrily, ready to tease Chen Ming. I took it. An ugly toad was stuffed into his clothes, scaring him so much that he panicked, but he didn't get angry. During class, I put a note on his back that said "I'm a fool." He made a fool of himself, but he was still not angry. Instead, he said happily, "It's so beautiful. Thank you for the gift. "My face suddenly turned red. I didn't say anything, turned around and left quickly.

After class, I quietly took the fragments of his small wooden boat home and slowly and carefully The pieces were covered with glue.

When I returned to school at noon, I slowly walked into the classroom holding the crooked wooden boat in my hands. When I looked up, I saw Chen Ming and saw him holding it. The same crooked little wooden boat, we exchanged it awkwardly, shook hands and made peace.

From now on, we have never had any quarrels. I only want to see the put together little wooden boat. , we will cherish our friendship especially.

Friendship is sometimes like this little wooden boat. It destroys the friendship between us just because of a small thing. However, if you try your best to repair it, I believe. The old friendship will definitely be restored. If you give up and don't save it, you may lose a very close friend to you.

Seeing the broken wooden boat, let me know. I always think of some stupid things I did when I was a child, and my ignorance and ignorance in the past. 6. A 400-word continuation of the fifth grade Chinese language volume "Fanka"

Fanka slept for two hours.

As soon as he woke up, the proprietress who found him sleeping was beaten up. In order to make more money, the proprietress locked Fanka in the house and asked Fanka to repair the broken leather shoes sent by others. No rest was allowed.

In this way, three years passed. In these three years, Fanka grew taller and became much stronger. His salary increased from two rubles before. Eight rubles.

In the past three years, Fanka has never forgotten to send letters to his grandfather, and has always been looking forward to his grandfather's reply. However, there has never been any news from his grandfather. On this day, Fanka suddenly came up with a bold idea: run away and go to the countryside to find grandpa! So, one Friday afternoon, taking advantage of the opportunity when the boss and his family went to church to pray to God, he secretly opened the lock with the thin wire he had prepared in advance and ran out.

As soon as he left the shoe repair shop, he walked barefoot all the way to the shoe store and clothing store in the city center. He used his three years’ wages to buy a pair of shoes and a sheepskin jacket to put on. Then, He ran as fast as he could along the countryside road in his memory. Along the way, Fanka didn't dare to stop, for fear that his boss would find him and take him back.

When he saw people passing by, he ran even faster, fearing that they and the boss would catch him together. But after all, Fanka was still a child, and he hadn't eaten for two days and two nights, so he finally passed out on the road due to exhaustion.

When Fanka opened his tired eyes, he found himself lying on a military vehicle. It turned out that after he passed out, the Bushwick Party troops passed by, found him, put him in the car and took him to the headquarters.

At the headquarters, Fanka joined the army and became an official army artilleryman. In the past few years of joining the army, Fanka was hard-working and smart. In addition, Lieutenant Vollaski taught him good handwriting. In the sixth year, Fanka was promoted to major.

In the past few years of joining the army, Fanka has never forgotten to look for his grandfather. He often sent troops to the countryside to inquire about Konstantin Makarichi. One day, that is the day that Fanka has been looking forward to for a long time! A soldier reported that an old man named Konstantin Makalich was found in a rural village on the Volga River and brought back.

After hearing this, Fanka hurriedly ran out and looked at the old man in front of him carefully, my God! It is the grandfather whom I miss day and night, the only relative! Grandpa was obviously much older than before. He did not recognize Fanka in front of him. After all, Fanka was no longer the frail child. Fanka could no longer suppress the excitement and joy in his heart, and suddenly threw himself into his grandfather's arms and burst into tears, "Master... Master, I... I am Fan... Fanka... ah!" Grandpa was stunned. , was stunned, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. He hugged Fanka tightly and burst into tears, "I...poor child, I didn't expect...that we...we would still... ...We can meet again one day! Thank you...God!" Fanka sent someone to find a room for his grandfather to settle down, and sent a few soldiers to serve him.

It was not until three years later that the Menshevik Party was overthrown by the Bushwick Party. Fanka bought two apartments in the center of Leningrad, one for him and his grandfather to live in, and the other for his family. Come be a hotel. In this way, Fanka and Grandpa started a new life.

After Fanka’s letter was sent, after Fanka stuffed the letter into the mailbox, the postman came to pick it up soon. "Huh?" The postman with a mustache was surprised when he saw the letter without an address and a stamp.

"That's weird," the postman said to himself, before ruthlessly throwing the letter into a nearby trash can. Xiao Fanka goes to sleep with sweet hope every day, thinking that his miserable life will soon end.

Whenever Fanka is beaten and scolded by his boss, he will think of his sweet hope. A week has passed, a month has passed, and half a year has passed, but Xiao Fanka still naively believed that grandpa would come to take him home. He looked forward to it, and passed countless days and nights.

Finally, Xiao Fanka was framed by his clerk, saying that he stole a very precious jade from the boss and sold it. The boss easily believed what the man said, because the jade was indeed missing.

The boss ignored Fanka’s excuse and grabbed an iron rod to hit him. Fanka was so scared that he ran out of the shoe shop barefoot.

"You little bastard, see if I don't kill you!" The boss chased after him. Fanka ducked behind a big tree to avoid being beaten to death by the boss.

Fanka did not dare to go back to the shoe shop, and staying here was not an option, so he decided to go back to the countryside by himself. Xiao Fanka ran desperately, and the soles of his feet were cut with blood by the broken glass on the ground. He fell several times and injured his arm.

Fanka ate things thrown away by others when he was hungry. Most of these things were moldy and insect-eaten. He slept in a small corner, and the biting cold wind at night made him shiver.

One month later... "Old Konstantin Macarichi, isn't that your grandson?" Agor said, pointing to a pale boy lying on the street. Constantine rushed up to take a look.

He was immediately stunned. Isn’t that Xiao Fanka? I saw that his clothes were in tatters, his face was bruised and bruised, and his hands and feet were covered with wounds. He was already dead, but his eyes were still open. He was unwilling to accept it! Fanka, this poor little boy, starved to death when he was about to get home. "Fanka, are you okay in heaven? Grandpa misses you so much.

Grandpa is sorry for making you suffer so much. Grandpa really wants to cut down Christmas trees with you like before.

Christmas is coming, I really hope you can spend another happy Christmas with grandpa..." Grandpa's hair is much whiter again, and there are still tears on his face. Grandpa gently stuffed the letter into the mailbox. The address was, Heaven...Bang——" The boss kicked the door open and saw Fanka hiding in a corner, sleeping. He suddenly became furious and picked up a bucket of water and poured it on Fanka. Splash.

Fanka opened his hazy sleepy eyes, thinking that grandpa was coming to pick him up, so he shouted: "Grandpa!" ""grandfather? Who is your grandfather, you brat! When I go out, I fall asleep. My wings have grown hard, right? I want to fly out! I must teach you a lesson today! Only then did Fanka realize that the vicious boss was back. The boss shouted: "Brother, bring me my belt."

I really have to teach this brat a lesson today! "The guys immediately presented a hard belt, and the boss squeezed the belt tightly with both hands, his eyes full of anger, and he walked step by step. 7. Continued from the beginning of the fifth unit test composition of the Chinese language course for the fifth grade.

My favorite teacher is my English teacher. Although my English teacher often criticizes me, I know that she is also good for me.

Once, the school asked me to buy insurance. The next day, I I took the money to pay, but I found that my money was missing. If I didn't pay it today, I would have to go to the insurance company to pay it by then. I was so anxious that I went back to class and asked my classmates to borrow money. I couldn't even borrow it. I couldn't get through when I called the office. Just as the person who bought the insurance was about to leave, the bell rang again. When I returned to the classroom, my English teacher saw me crying. I asked why Jihu Guanggui was holding the anchor. I said: "The money for the insurance is gone." "The teacher took out a 50 yuan note from his bag, handed it to me and said, "Go buy insurance quickly, or it will be too late! "I took the 50 yuan note and quickly ran to buy insurance.

Later, I returned the money to the English teacher, but the teacher said: "No need." After several refusals from the teacher, I did not return the money to the teacher, but I always kept this in mind.

From now on, I won’t be absent from English classes. In every class, I listened wholeheartedly to the English teacher's explanation of the content of the text, which helped my grades rise rapidly. However, my English teacher left me in the fourth grade. I asked my English teacher why he didn’t teach me. Is it because I was disobedient? Or what? The teacher said to me: "No, no, you are very obedient, but you need a teacher with a higher degree of education to teach you to move up to a higher grade. The teacher does not have such a high degree of education, so he cannot accompany you to study." After hearing this sentence, I suddenly It's sad, I don't want to go to senior school, I want my current English teacher to be with me forever.

Later, when I entered the senior grade, I left my English teacher. I give gifts to my English teacher every festive season, and I even visit her often.

I love you, this good and helpful teacher, and I will never forget you! 8. Continuation of the composition of the second volume of the fifth grade primary school Chinese language about the divine bird

There is a divine bird living on a thousand-year-old pine.

One day, a poor family maintained their livelihood by catching birds and animals to sell. One day, they captured a magical bird. Seeing that their clothes were in tatters, the magical bird asked: "Why are you catching me?" Everyone saw that the magical bird could talk and asked in surprise: "We are just catching birds." "Then each of you can make a wish!" The little boy said, "My wish is to go to school like a child from a rich family." The man said, "I want to be a millionaire." Said: "I want to be a queen." In order to make their wish come true, the divine bird recited a spell. In an instant, the little boy went to school happily wearing new clothes, a new schoolbag, and a new pair of shoes. The divine bird also helped the adults realize their wishes.

However, they felt that it was too easy to realize their wishes, so they began to be dissatisfied with the status quo. The man said: "I want to be the richest man in the world." The woman said: "I want to be the queen." The divine bird listened to them With a new wish, he sighed softly and said: "The human heart is insatiable and greedy, you are so dissatisfied." After reciting the mantra, the poor family suddenly returned to their previous poverty. The only thing that remained unchanged was The best thing is that the little boy can still go to school.

The story tells us: Don’t be too greedy. The consequence of being greedy is having nothing.