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I have learned to appreciate the 450-word composition of the fifth grade.

1. I know how to be grateful for the 450-word composition in grade five.

I've heard my grandfather talk about Thanksgiving before. At that time, I was puzzled and puzzled. Grandpa said that our family's concern for us, our friends' concern for us and our teachers and classmates' concern for us at school are all worthy of our gratitude. We should treat everyone with gratitude. At that time, I didn't understand the meaning of gratitude. I remember one time, I got up late, but complained that my grandfather didn't wake me up earlier. I brushed my teeth slowly, ate a few mouthfuls, got dressed and hurried to school.

The road was cold and I shivered with cold. Grandpa took off his coat and put it on me. In order not to let me be late, grandpa drove very fast. The cold wind whizzed past my ears, stabbing my ears like a knife.

When I got to school, grandpa looked at me all the way and told me to run slowly. But to avoid being late, I rushed to the classroom, but I was still late. I was out of breath when I got to the classroom.

When I came home from school at noon, my father told me that grandpa was resting because he wore too little clothes in the morning and caught a cold. I can't help bursting into tears. Grandpa made himself suffer because I didn't catch a cold. All this is for me, because of love! I ran to grandpa's bedside and said "I'm sorry" guiltily.

Since then, I seem to have grown up a lot in an instant, learned to help with housework, honor my grandfather and learn to be grateful.

I know how to write a 450-word composition for grade five.

Gratitude is everywhere, and a little girl's little gesture made me understand gratitude. One day, I accompanied my mother to the crazy shopping mall. The goods in the shopping center are dazzling. My mother asked me to change clothes one by one. I thought it was novel at first. East for west, clothes look good on me. But after a long time, I got tired of taking it off. Just when I changed a pair of pants and was about to complain, a little girl's naive voice stopped me.

The mother took the little girl shopping. Suddenly, the little girl stopped in front of a shop. She asked her mother, "Where is my lucky money?" Mom replied, "It's in the bag!" The little girl thought for a moment, then pointed to a dress on the hanger with her little hand and said, "I want to buy that dress with lucky money." "Although that dress is very beautiful, it is very expensive. The little girl's mother said, "It's too expensive. Let's leave now. "I want that one. The little girl put her hands together and said stubbornly. The little girl's mother asked, "why do you have to have this?" The little girl replied, "You have been helping me buy clothes these days, and I want to buy you a dress, too." "The little girl's mother paused, and then two lines of tears slowly flowed out, taking the little girl to buy this expensive dress.

My mother and I continued shopping. I no longer feel bored, but try my best to cooperate with my mother.

I know from the bottom of my heart that everything my mother does is for me, and I have no reason to be bored. This moonlit night makes me feel grateful.

I know how to write a 450-word composition for grade five.

Pearl remembered the kindness of the clam and gave it a perfect return; Butterfly remembers the kindness of pupa and gives it a light dance in return; Flowers remember the kindness of the earth and give it a season in return; We remember the kindness of our parents, who gave us life and cared for our small saplings, making them grow into leafy trees. Parents' care and advice spread all over the branches of this tree. How can we repay them? Once, I just went to bed to get ready for bed. Suddenly, I coughed a few times, and my mother asked through the door, "Son, do you have a cold?" I said, "Well, a little." Then I saw my mother sit up and get dressed. "Mom, don't get up, be careful to catch cold." But my mother still got up. She found me cold medicine for a while, then she was busy making medicine, and she was busy for more than ten minutes before going to bed. Later, my mother caught a cold, and a warm current came to my mind from time to time. I felt a little guilty. Think about it, my mother has paid more than that for me, and how much parents in the world have paid for their children, with no regrets. How great they are! We should be grateful to our parents and repay them.

I will never forget my parents' love and care for me. What can I do for them? I often ask myself this question. Even if they pat their backs, rub their shoulders, wash dishes, or sing them a song, talk with them and take a walk, they will get spiritual comfort.

Learn to be grateful and repay kindness. I seem to have grown up at once: from now on, I will study hard and not let them worry about me; I rushed to wash dishes and pick vegetables to let them rest; I often hum a ditty to make the whole family happy ... I try my best to make my parents have the best time, make them happy and be proud of me!

I know how to write a 450-word composition for grade five.

Who brought us into this world? It's parents. Who passed on knowledge to our minds? It's the teacher. Who helped us when we were in trouble? friends. All this is because of love, which makes our world full of warm sunshine. I have known how to spoil my parents and ask them for things since I was a child. I never thought about how hard my parents worked. At that time, I didn't know how to be grateful. Now, I grow up and know how to be grateful. Whenever I see how much my parents care and respect the elderly, I secretly think: When I grow up, I will care for the elderly and honor my parents like my parents. After listening to my words, you will understand that it is the family that gives us great happiness.

I started school. The teacher has worked hard to give us lectures all day, but we are talking and making small moves, which is really disrespectful to the teacher. Now I understand that only by listening carefully in class and reviewing carefully after class is the greatest comfort to teachers. I deeply understand that it is wisdom that broadens our lives.

Friends are indispensable in life. When you encounter difficulties or troubles, it is friends who help you, and it is friendship that brings us happiness.

Let us all have a grateful heart. Thank parents for their love, teachers for their teaching and friends for their help.

I know how to write a 450-word composition for grade five.

Gratitude can make people see all the good things in life. A person who is always grateful will be happy and have a perfect and warm heart. Since I saw "Flowers bloom, thank you", I have been deeply inspired. A Sang Song "grateful heart, thank you, let me have the courage to be myself all my life, grateful heart, thank fate, flowers bloom, I will still cherish." This song fully expresses my feelings.

When I get up in the morning, there are two or three rays of oblique sunshine in the hut. I feel warm in the sun. I stretched and thanked God for giving me warm sunshine. I got out of bed, put on clothes and pants, and thanked the bed for giving me a good night's sleep; After brushing my teeth, I thanked my toothbrush and toothpaste for giving me two rows of white teeth. After washing your face, be grateful to Shui Xin. She gave me a clean face. ...

After breakfast, I picked up my schoolbag and skipped to school. Another day, I began to get in close contact with my teacher. The teacher taught us a lot of knowledge and how to be a diligent, patriotic and upright child. I thank the teacher. When we are hurt, it is the teacher who smoothes our wounds with gentle hands. When we are happy, the teacher shares happiness with us. When we make mistakes, the teacher will correct us. When we were proud, the teacher told us seriously that the proud peacock could not fly high. I am grateful to my teacher. She never asks her students to be pine trees on the mountain, not weeds at the foot of the mountain. She never cared whether her students made flowers or green leaves. She often tells us that everyone has his own bright spot. As long as you keep digging, there will always be some. She said that flowers can't show their beauty without the green leaves. Although she is not a philosopher, but an ordinary teacher, her words taught me gratitude and let us know what real life is.

When I finished a day's school life and came home with a heavy schoolbag, it was grandma's kind face, dad's smiling face and mom's hot meal. I am grateful for our beautiful home-my emotional post and my safe haven.