The fifth grade composition was moved by 600 words.

Everyone is familiar with writing in study, work and even life. Writing is a kind of speech activity with strong comprehensiveness and creativity. You always have no way to write a composition? The following are nine 600-word essays I compiled for reference only. I hope I can help you.

600 words 1 The third and eighth paragraphs of the fifth grade composition have been moved for several days. As required, this composition should have been handed out long ago. However, due to special circumstances (Yutong's mother is too busy to accompany her children), I received a holiday gift, so I want to write about my natural feelings as an aunt.

I still remember last Wednesday night. As soon as I got home, Yutong came to me briskly like a swallow, holding his head high and blinking his big eyes: Aunt, tomorrow is March 8th, which is Women's Day. The teacher asked each of us to do something for our mother and wished her a happy holiday. Tell me, what should I do to make my mother happy? I can't help laughing at the thoughtful look of this little guy in front of me. Then make a plate of scrambled eggs for mom. Since she learned to cook scrambled eggs last time, Yutong is very happy to see her mother and likes to eat scrambled eggs made by herself. I want to make scrambled eggs for my mother every time I see her. No, I have to do something else this time. I want to surprise my mother. Okay, then. We have grown up and can do a lot of things. You can think about it slowly. With these words, Yutong went into the study to do his homework. I thought: what will the little guy do without me?

Three. Eight quarters came as scheduled. But for me after 85, I am noncommittal about this festival. Women's day, it sounds a bit harsh. But if women's day is expanded, it is still very meaningful. Shopping, eating, listening to music, unconsciously, the whole day passed. It was past 4 pm when I got home. As there is nothing to do, I want to find something to read. Into the study, I found a picture painted by Yutong on the table! There are three happy smiling faces on white A4 paper. This is a close-up of their family of three. Next to it is written: Happy holidays, Mom! It's a cartoon. It's sunny and kind. Dad pulls mom and mom pulls the baby. I am so happy. Holding a picture and looking at the people in it, I can't help admiring women, Women's Day. Mothers with children will receive gifts from their children. How will my sister feel when she sees the painting? Be happy! I seem to suddenly understand the happiness of Women's Day and my sister's busyness and dedication.

Now I am a fifth-grade pupil. However, when I first entered school, I was just a fragile child. I go to school with my brother and my grandfather. No matter the typhoon or rainstorm, grandpa always picks us up on time every day, which is hard enough. However, there is one thing I will never forget. If you want to know, I will tell you.

I remember one day when I was in the second grade, it rained heavily. Grandpa just came back from selling vegetables in the market, and then he took us to school in a hurry. When we arrived at school, we got off. Grandpa handed us our schoolbags and kept telling us "study hard and listen carefully in class". We nodded at once and hurried to the classroom.

When I wanted to read early, I suddenly couldn't find my Chinese textbook. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. I asked around about my Chinese textbook. In fact, I just asked my classmates if they got my textbook. I still can't find my Chinese textbook when the bell rings. When the class began, the teacher came. All the students opened their textbooks and scanned the text carefully, but I sat there with a tutorial book. Sweat hung from my forehead to my chin. I hope grandpa will find my textbook and send it to me.

Before long, grandpa came, hunched slightly, and his tired eyes dripped on his face. I hurried out of the classroom. Grandpa handed me the textbook and said to me, "Zhuang Qi, study hard and don't live up to my hopes for you." Grandpa's tired eyes showed his confidence in me. I was moved by grandpa's words. My nose is sour, my eyes are red, and my tears are big. Then, grandpa waved to me and left in a hurry.

At this moment, I was standing at the door of the classroom, crying quietly until the teacher called me back. Back in my seat, I was still very touched. I thought to myself: Grandpa is an old man over half a year old, and it is raining heavily. Grandpa will catch a cold at any time if he is not careful. I am very touched. I must study hard and not let grandpa down.

This is a very touching thing for me, and I will always remember it.

Not long ago, the basketball players in our class experienced two basketball games. Although both ended in failure, it moved me very much.

On a sunny afternoon on Wednesday, we were training for the upcoming basketball game. Teacher Zhang from class 5 1 came over. He is the referee of our game. Tell us the tactics and guide the attack. I have the highest accuracy in pitching in our class. Teacher Zhang told the other players to pass the ball to me as much as possible. Teacher Zhang is an excellent coach and Class One is our competitor. I am very moved by the teacher's guidance.

The game started, and we led 4-0 in the first half. We were overtaken by 6-9 in the second half, and we were not reconciled. My knee was hurt and I was bleeding, but my leg didn't hurt at all. It broke my heart. Why did we lose? ...

The next morning, Teacher Cheng used her precious class time to tell the story of the basketball game. Suddenly, some people in the class whispered, some were dissatisfied, and some were comforted. The teacher opened his mouth and said, "Quiet! It's all my fault. I can't play basketball, and all the players are good at it ... ". After listening to this passage, I have an indescribable taste in my heart. A female teacher can't play basketball, which is normal. How can she blame the teacher? Teacher Cheng Can looks for reasons from himself, and we should also reflect on ourselves. We can't let the teacher down.

The second game came quietly. We were surprised to see the cheerleading performance, and all the difficulties came out. Think about how hard they worked. They only practiced for a week. In the first half, we were 4:/kloc-0: 0 behind, but the cheerleading enthusiasm was not affected at all. "Come on, class five, class five, extraordinary ..." Cheers are getting higher and higher. During the break, even the uncles and aunts outside gave us advice. At the beginning of the second half, we exceeded the standard by 6: 10, 8: 10, 10: 10, and cheers came and went. The two teams are in a tense situation and both want to score goals! In the last 20 seconds, 14: 15 is one point short. We serve and our teammates pass the ball high. I missed it, so the game was over and I choked.

These days, the scenes that happened come to mind. During the basketball match, many people supported us and trusted us. Someone pays for us and takes responsibility. Doesn't all this move us? Basketball court is no longer the place where we sweat, but the road to victory for our growth.

It was a cold morning in 20xx.

I stood alone at the gate of the community waiting for my classmates. It's still early, and there are only a few people on the road in the community. Seeing that the appointed time is coming, the students will be late in the future. I looked around bored, but I could only see small advertisements. Recently, our community has been strictly rectified because it is known as the "small advertising waterfall" spectacle. So many cleaners come here to clean up small advertisements.

Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of an old cleaner with a spatula, trying to clean up those annoying little advertisements. Anyone who has torn up small advertisements knows that people who put up small advertisements really take great pains. A lot of glue sticks small advertisements to the wall, and it is difficult to dig out a small piece, let alone clean it completely.

She walked to a telephone pole and was ready to start cleaning herself.

However, as soon as I saw her right hand raised, it was frozen in the air. She looked intently for a while, said nothing, picked up the cleaning tools, walked to other places and began to clean up other small advertisements.

What's going on here? Why doesn't she wipe this paper? Is this paper very important? Or is there any magical power?

Here comes another cleaner. I saw that she just looked intently for a while, and then slowly left the paper without cleaning it.

Why not clear it? Is she lazy? Or is there really something strange about this paper? A series of questions came to my mind.

Well, then, I'll go and have a look!

No, before I started, a cleaner came again. His movements are exactly the same as those of the two cleaners just now. The same guy took out his tools to clean up the white paper, shook his head, put away his tools and turned to clean up other advertising papers.

Now I can no longer hold back my doubts, and I am determined to have a look at the paper that seems to have magical power.

What content will be so attractive? What makes three cleaners do the same thing? What on earth makes them behave so strangely?

Cross the path and come to the telephone pole. What caught my attention was the search for you. It says: Li Ming, male, 15 years old. ...

I finally understood everything after the doubts were solved.

The cold wind still cuts across my face like a blade, but I don't feel cold anymore. ...

At that moment, the warm feeling slowly flowed in my heart. ...

In our world, there are many noble people and teachers who work hard for students day and night; A policeman who has contributed a heroic body to the country; A person is dirty, but he gets a clean cleaner ... these people around me are noble people. But I think people who are kind-hearted, helpful, respect the old and love the young, and never give up money are noble people. How many such people are around us?

There are many such people, but I am most impressed by only one, that is, Liang Moumou, who was originally in my class, and now we have been divided into classes. Although we have little contact, we occasionally discuss learning problems with each other. ...

I remember once, I went shopping with her, and I found that she was a very noble person. We go shopping by bus. There were many people in the car at that time. After we got on the bus, we finally found a place to sit down, but when she saw a pregnant woman, she immediately stood up and gave her seat to her. Before getting off the bus, the pregnant woman kindly said to her, "Thank you." She looked at the pregnant woman, nodded, smiled and got off.

When she was shopping, she saw that a young lady in front dropped a hundred dollars when she took her mobile phone, so she picked up the one hundred dollars that fell on the ground and ran to return it to the young lady. When that sister saw us, she looked suspicious and said, "You won't cheat money, will you?" She said: "We are not a money swindler, but you have lost money." The elder sister looked at her handbag to see if there was any money missing. After reading her handbag, the elder sister said shyly, "I'm sorry, little sister, I shouldn't doubt you." I am really sorry. " Because there are a lot of swindlers recently, so ... "She replied in a friendly voice," It doesn't matter. If money is important to you, you will be very sad. After all, it is yours. " My sister said thank you and left. After the elder sister left, I asked her why she didn't want it. She replied, "What would you do if you dropped a hundred dollars? "If you are in a hurry and need money, what should you do? After listening to her answer, I didn't speak.

When we came back, we had to go home by bus. When we got on the bus, although there were not many people, it was full. The old woman who got on the bus with us and led her grandson took a look after getting on the bus. Then she saw it again and pulled me to stand up and give up my seat.

Every time she helps others, I am deeply moved. She is so noble!

Today, organized by our teacher, we watched Touching China. Many clips in the program left a deep imprint on my mind, and Yuan Deqi's story made my mind restless for a long time.

The thing is, he used to live in a happy family, but because his mother died when he was very young, his father went to prison, and he lived with his elderly grandparents. Grandpa is seriously ill, and his temper is good and bad. In order not to let grandpa feel lonely, I played chess with him. In order to maintain the life of the three, grandma gets up early every day and picks up garbage everywhere to sell. When he was young, he saw it in his eyes and it hurt in his heart. As soon as he has time, he helps his grandmother do what he can, and he doesn't forget to pick up some garbage to sell when he comes home from school at noon. In the face of classmates laughing at him for picking up garbage and saying that he stinks and has no promise, instead of being sad, he said more confidently, "No matter what I do, as long as I can help my grandparents share the family burden through my efforts and make them comfortable, even a little, I will be happy!"

Yuan Deqi can share the burden of his family with his weak shoulders and try to make his grandparents comfortable, but it is really shameful to look back on his past behavior.

I remember it was a sunny weekend, and my family started cleaning together. Just as we were in full swing, a bug flew in. I never even thought about it. I picked up the broom and smashed it to pieces. "Hurry up and clean up!" Dad saw the bug and said to me while continuing to work. I looked at the bloody bedbug, smelled a pungent smell, and quickly avoided it ... now that I think about it, I am really ashamed! Why at the same age, he is not afraid of smelly and dirty, so I am afraid?

Why did he try his best to share the burden for his grandparents, but I never thought of sharing the family burden for my parents who worked hard day and night? Why can he consciously get up early to help grandma do what she can, and I am still like a greedy lamb, living a mouth-to-mouth life! ..... all this made me feel ashamed, made me understand how difficult he was, and made me see the gap between me and him. At this rate, I'm like a parasite in a greenhouse. I am really worried about my future!

As the saying goes: sheep have the grace of kneeling and nursing, and crows have the meaning of feeding back. From now on, I will try to change myself. In my later life, I am not afraid of being dirty, suffering or tired. I will try my best to do some housework for my parents. I also want to listen to my parents and make them feel comfortable; I will study harder, master excellent skills and create a happier life for them with my hands!

In an accidental dream, I met the God in my heart, and God showed me the true meaning of beauty in the world. This is my inner touch.

When God shook hands, I saw a scene that touched China. There is a girl named He Yue on the screen, a peasant girl. Small and exquisite eyes, big cherry mouth, black hair and yellow skin are what this peasant woman looks like. However, God came to this innocent girl-in April, 20xx, when she was about to graduate, a physical examination found that she had a highly malignant small brain glioma! The whole family was shocked, and no one expected such a thing to happen. My mother Ye cried all day and got the quilt wet. Family and relatives chipped in for I did the operation. After her illness was relieved, I rushed back to school to take the exam. The title of her Chinese composition is "Real Hero": A little girl was sent to the emergency room, and the doctor said that she must have an operation at once, or she would die. Then the operation was successful. I went to see the little girl. The little girl told me that I was really afraid I wouldn't wake up. But not far from death, I struggled and finally defeated death.

The tender and fresh words touched the Chinese teacher He Lanxian, and she gave this composition full marks.

However, this was only temporary, and after a while, the disease recurred. Dad He Xianhang rushed her to the hospital, but the doctor said that even surgery could not change the "fate" of I did. Parents know what "fate" is, but they still dream of miracles.

One day, I asked my family to donate his intact organs. As soon as this statement came out, her family immediately opposed it. She said confidently, "I know my life is coming to an end and I can't come back." But there are still some people who can be saved, and I also want to make some contributions to the people. "When her family found it impossible for her to give up her dream, they had to agree to her request.

20xx165438+1October 17, this lovely little girl passed away, but I did live on a young man named Solang Wangqing.

I cried, and I was moved. God helped me dry my tears and asked me, "Did you get anything?" I said with emotion: "moved, just two words, but it can shock people!" " No matter how high or low, no matter how big or small, this is true! "

The sports meeting that moved me today is sunny and sunny, and our mood is as good as the sky, not to mention how happy we are, because the long-awaited school sports meeting has finally opened.

There are so many sports, such as long-distance running, shot put, softball, high jump, long jump and relay.

The sports meeting has begun. "Take your positions-get ready-"On the runway, the original 100 meter final is about to begin. The teacher raised the dark starter, and everything around him suddenly became quiet. Seven athletes go their separate ways. They hold their breath and concentrate, just like soldiers waiting for the charge. "bang!" The crisp sound spread all over the playground. I saw seven athletes standing on the playground staring at their feet quickly and forcefully, and their expressions changed quickly, just like fighting the enemy, to outdo each other. On the battlefield, we must win the war with our best performance. Come on! Come on! Victory is waving to you, late, but soon, like a runaway horse, like an arrow leaving the string, rushing forward. "come on Come on! " The audience suddenly boiled and cheered. In front of Class 2, she clenched her fist and swung her arm back and forth vigorously. Her face trembled like the wind, her teeth were clenched in a line, and her face showed a smug smile.

Cao Yajie, a scud in our class, accidentally sprained his foot because of the previous competition. The teacher wanted to find someone to run for her, desperately swinging her arms on her chest and fighting with her feet with all her strength. Her face showed a confident smile, and her mouth seemed to open and close, as if to say to herself, "For the honor of the class, I must stick to it."

"Cao Yajie come on! Come on Cao Yajie! " Hearing the cheers of his classmates, Cao Yajie unconsciously became full of energy, and his legs and feet seemed to be much more flexible than before. She also forgot her sprained foot while running, so Cao Yajie speeded up. More than one student was moved by her indomitable spirit.

At the finish line, two female students pulled up the red sprint line. Only a dozen meters away from the finish line, at this time, the distance between the four athletes is getting closer and closer. Who is the champion? It's hard to say now. Finally, today's amazing scene came. Cao Yajie suddenly rushed to the hour like a rocket, sprinting desperately, and rushed to the first place like a fly. She finally broke the sprint line with her chest and won the first place.

At this time, the cheers, applause and cheers of the students still echoed on the playground, and the sports meeting was still in full swing.

The unforgettable sports meeting came to an end, and this year's sports meeting also came to a successful conclusion. Through this sports meeting, I think I should insist on exercising, running, long jump and skipping rope at ordinary times ... I will strive to win the first place in the next spring sports meeting and win glory for my class.

Life is like a five-flavor bottle, sour and sweet, and the smell of milk gives people a feeling of happiness, My Sweetie's; Hawthorn flavor gives people a hard feeling, sour; The taste of coffee gives people a heavy feeling, bitter and astringent. In a word, there will always be a touch that permeates people's hearts in the taste of the five-flavor bottle.

Words can't express the heartfelt emotion. A cup of hot tea will warm our hearts and move people; A word of encouragement will make our hearts feel happy and touching; A big umbrella will make us happy, which is also touching. Touching is everywhere, touching pervades people's hearts, and the power of touching is even greater.

A fierce running competition, red flags flying, balloons shaking, the audience boiling, athletes full of energy. Having said that, everyone must think that this is a very competitive game, but you won't guess that these athletes are all first-year children. Although the children are still young, they are all cheering for the honor of the class.

Sweat dripped on the faces of these small players, shining in the sun, striding forward under the blue sky and struggling forward. Suddenly, a child accidentally fell while driving at a high speed. He didn't give up in the fall and tried to get up. However, his knees were bleeding, his dark face was dirty and his hands were sweating and bleeding. This is under the stage, and his classmates are shouting: "Come on, you are the best!"! Get up ... "In the audience, his classmates were more anxious than one, trying to run up and help him up, but they were unable to get into the runway.

As time went by, he kept trying. Just as he was about to give up, a pair of white hands stretched out to him. He saw a beautiful little angel along these beautiful hands, and he was a little embarrassed. The little angel seemed to see something and took the initiative to pull him up. ...

This touching thing is like a frozen ice cream. First of all, we tasted sour. After the little boy went through all the hardships, we tasted the sweetness. What does this remind you of? After eating the taste in the five-flavor bottle, will it feel like it seeps into people's hearts?