In the fifth grade, the young man looked at the picture and wrote a composition and ran into his grandfather.

1. Look at the picture and write a composition. One day in the summer vacation, I went for a walk in the park.

Along the way, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and trees are shaded. I walked to the side of the road and saw an old woman crossing the road. I immediately stopped her and said, "Grandma, look, the light over there is red, not green. Please don't cross the road yet."

Grandma listened and stopped. After a while, the red light immediately turned green. I said happily, "Grandma, you can cross the street. Let me help you! " "Grandma said," well, good. "

I helped my grandmother cross the street. My grandmother asked me, "What's your name, little friend?" I said, "My name is Lanliqi." Grandma said happily, "Oh! Sophia Kao, you are a good boy! I have never seen a child like you. "

I said, "Oh, grandma, thank you for your compliment. This is what I should do. " Grandma said, "Goodbye!" Grandma went home.

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2. Look at the pictures and write a composition. One day in the summer vacation, I went for a walk in the park. Along the way, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and trees are shaded. I walked to the side of the road and saw an old woman crossing the road. I immediately stopped her and said, "Grandma, look, the light over there is red, not green. Please don't cross the road yet." Grandma listened and stopped. After a while, the red light immediately turned green. I said happily, "Grandma, you can cross the street. Let me help you! " "Grandma said," well, good. "I helped grandma cross the street. My grandmother asked me, "What's your name, little friend?" I said, "My name is Lanliqi." Grandma said happily, "Oh! Sophia Kao, you are a good boy! I have never seen a child like you. " I said, "Oh, grandma, thank you for your compliment. This is what I should do. " Grandma said, "Goodbye! "Grandma went home.

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Write a composition with one thing in grade five. Whenever I think of my white-haired grandfather, what do I always want to say to him? You touched me so much.

One afternoon, the school bell rang and the students rushed to the gate like arrows. On my way home, I saw the road next to the school crowded with people.

I followed people into the crowd and saw a little girl. She has an apple face, a pair of faint eyebrows and some spots on her face. Her shawl and long hair stand out. She is not tall and her eyes are full of tears. She was lying on the ground, probably because she didn't pay attention. The bike hit something and fell to the ground. She fell down, too, and her foot was crushed by a bicycle, covered in blood. People around are talking about "whose child is this?" "What class is this?" "What's wrong with the child?" Some people took one look and left. Her eager eyes looked around.

At this time, a white-haired old man came out of the crowd.

His face is thin, black and yellow, and the corners of his eyes and mouth are covered with messy wrinkles. His whole face is like an old bark. His protruding forehead is engraved with several deep wrinkles, as if it had been whipped by a whip; His eyes are small and yellow. He bent down and stretched out a dead-branch hand to the girl. The girl looked at her strange grandfather, and her eyes were full of tears. I also cried at that time. Grandpa helped the little girl and the bike up, patted the little girl on the shoulder and said, "Little girl, don't cry, where do you live?" I'll take you home. "

Grandpa pushed the bike, talked and laughed with the little girl, and walked in the direction of the little girl's home.

I looked at my grandfather in the distance and said, "Grandpa, you are great!" " "

4. Unit 2, Volume 2, Grade 5 Chinese Composition 600 Pictures Everyone has a happy day, and I am no exception. Until now, I still remember that day. Let me tell you something!

In the morning, I went to have breakfast with Xiao Tong and Xiao Jing and saw a dish on the dining table. We plan to find the owner of this dish. He went out of the restaurant to look for the owner. No sooner had I arrived at the door of the restaurant than I saw a man running towards the restaurant in a hurry. We want to know if this dish is hers. He went up to him and asked, "Is this yours?" She looked at it, smiled and said, "OK, thank you very much." "You're welcome." We said with one voice. We found the owner of the dish and our hearts were full of sweetness. I feel very happy.

In Chinese class in the afternoon, I raised my hand to answer the teacher's questions. The teacher called me and I answered fluently. The teacher nodded and asked me to sit down. Although I only made a speech once, I think I have made progress, because I always have answers to some questions in class, but I dare not raise my hand to speak. This time, I raised my hand and got the correct answer. I am very happy.

We happened to see the old man cleaning up the garbage when we were about to have dinner. We thought grandpa should have eaten before, so we wanted to help him cook a meal. After dinner, I hurried here, but I didn't see grandpa. Then we went to the playground and the restaurant to find grandpa, and finally we saw him. We handed the cake forward and said, "Grandpa, eat it while it is hot." "Thank you, children, this is the best cake I have ever eaten." Grandpa showed a satisfied smile. Our wish has finally come true. I am very happy.

This is my happiest day. What about you?

Before the writer of the fifth grade composition, whenever I saw a scavenger on the roadside, I always held my nose and bypassed him. But through that incident, I was deeply impressed by him.

It was a dark summer, and in an instant, bean rain fell from the sky like a broken pearl. I had to run home because I didn't bring my rain gear.

On the road, I saw a grandfather who lived for more than 70 years to sweep the road. His bronzed face never smiles.

Maybe it is responsible for the work! Without rain gear, he braved the rain to chase the plastic bag that was blown away by the wind. I just stared at him on the side of the road. The wind stopped, and he bent down hard to catch the plastic bag. The wind seems to be teasing him and scraping the bag again. Grandpa knocked on his back again, stood up with difficulty, and grabbed the blown bag again. It is raining harder. I don't know whether I am crying or raining. Grandpa still desperately grabbed the naughty plastic bag. Maybe the wind was moved and it stopped. The bag fell to the ground, and grandpa reached down to grab the plastic bag. He straightened up and didn't know whether it was sweat or rain on his head. However, it is more sweat. He was soaked to the skin and struggled towards the pavilion. He looks older. He almost fell down several times. Tired, he finally fainted to the ground and the plastic bag flew to the sky. I hurried to help grandpa. It's raining harder, and my tears are flowing down again.

Grandpa left on that rainy day. But it was on that rainy day that I understood him. Whenever I walk on that road, I always seem to see my grandfather. Every time, I ran to him with tears in my eyes ...

6. The first volume of the fifth grade Unit 4 Look at the picture and talk about how to write bell, bell, bell, after school. There are many students in bright primary school. Xiaoming and Xiaohong are two of them. They walked and laughed on the road. The straight sidewalk is lined with trees and flowers. Suddenly, an unpleasant smell came to my face, and many passers-by covered their noses and hurried away. Only Xiaoming and Xiaohong walked by curiously.

Oh, the smell comes from the trash can. I saw a lot of rubbish around the trash can, including banana peels, apple cores, soda cans, waste paper and so on. Xiaohong looked at the garbage and said, "These people are really uncivilized. Why don't we put the garbage in the trash can? " Xiao Ming said, clutching his nose, "We didn't lose it, not to mention the sanitation workers?"

Seeing that Xiaoming could not be persuaded, Xiaohong had to bend down to pick up the garbage alone. Xiao Ming stood aside and felt embarrassed. Suddenly he had an epiphany and said, "I have a good idea." Hearing this, Xiaohong immediately turned around and said strangely that Xiaoming had come up with a good idea. It can be seen that he didn't bother him wholeheartedly and continued to pick up the rest of the garbage himself.

In a short time, Xiaohong and Xiaoming finished eating. It turned out that what Xiao Ming wrote on the paper was: civilization-only one step away. The two put the propaganda paper by the trash can and went home happily.

Nowadays, many people are greedy for convenience, so they throw their garbage next to the trash can instead of putting it in the trash can, although it is only a step away. We can't do this. We should be civilized students. Once we see the garbage next to the trash can, we should take the initiative to pick it up, and if possible, we should label it "civilization-one step away"

7. Unit 4, Volume 2, Grade 5 Exercise: Write a composition that others are moved by themselves. This Sunday, I went shopping with my mother, but this happened.

"Mom, it is rare to go shopping today. I want to buy some school supplies for myself, can I? I begged my mother. " "Of course!" Oh, good, good! "I screamed excitedly.

Walking, I saw, over there, many people gathered together and whispered together, as if discussing something. I was curious and wanted to see it clearly, so I took my mother's hand and walked to our curious place. There were so many people there that the road was so crowded that I couldn't get in at all, so I plunged into the sea. When I saw it, I was shocked: there was a grandfather who was over eighty years old, sitting on the side of the road, scarred and torn to pieces. However, it is very angry that no one has lent a helping hand to save the elderly. Suddenly, a young man came over. He held out his weathered hand to help the old man. He also sent the old man to the hospital. Pay the medical bill, turn around and leave.

I stood still, watching the crowd gradually disperse, watching the young uncle's distant back, and suddenly I felt a strange feeling in my heart, which appeared in my mind and lingered.

From then on, I really want to never forget that uncle and that touch.

8. The fifth grade, Unit 3 exam, look at the picture and write a composition. It's a beautiful day today. Xiaoming is going to play in the park with his brother. He let his brother sit in a small trailer, and he dragged his brother in front. What a good brother!

My brother sat on the trailer with twigs to tease the birds, and the birds twittered as if playing with his brother. Both sides had a good time. Suddenly Xiaoming stopped and turned to his younger brother behind him and said, "Look at the old man in front with a big sack on his back. Shall we help him? " My younger brother also agreed very sensibly, and took his younger brother's hand and got off the trailer.

Xiao Ming ran forward and shouted, "Grandpa, Grandpa, wait a minute." Grandpa looked back with a big sweat and asked, "What can I do for the children?" Xiao Ming said, "Grandpa, don't work so hard. Put the sack on our small trailer and we'll tow it for you! " Grandpa smiled with relief: "Thank you for your child." You are really good children! " "

In this way, Xiao Ming and his younger brother helped Grandpa drag a sack to send him home. We should learn from their helpful character!

9. People's Education Edition, Grade Five, Volume II, Unit 2 Picture Writing Childhood is like a colorful dream, flying slowly to the sky with a pair of lovely wings, and it is like a condiment of life, sweet and sour. Everything is available. Speaking of childhood, everyone has many funny and interesting things, and I am no exception.

That year, I was just 6 years old. I am bored sitting in front of my house, looking up at the blue sky, watching birds flying freely in the sky, and hopefully watching kittens lying on the ground in the sun. Suddenly I remembered what the teacher said in class: "Birds can fly because they have wings ..." At this time, I wanted an experiment, and I had the best "experiment"-that one.

I tried my best to catch the cat. The kitten meowed, as if complaining to me: "Little master, don't scratch me." I comforted the kitten and said, "don't be afraid, little darling." You can play with birds in the future, are you afraid? "

"What do you use to make the wings of a cat?" I thought, "Hey, I got it!" I took a piece of paper and a pen, drew a pair of wings on the paper with the pen, then cut them out with scissors and stuck them on the cat's back.

I held the kitten in my arms and said to it, "Don't be afraid, you are going to fly!" " "I tried my best to throw the cat into the sky, and only heard a meow, and the cat was thrown to the ground." Hey, why not fly? Oh, I see. You must be distracted. I'll give you a little pressure when I get to the second floor to see if you concentrate! "I said to the kitten.

I ran to the balcony on the second floor with my kitten in my arms, ready to continue my "experiment" on the balcony on the second floor.

I came to the balcony and nagged the kitten, "You must concentrate and come on!" " "I touched the kitten and thought when I was about to throw it out, if I can't fly like just now, won't my cat become a' disabled cat'? You can't. I saw the rope hanging on the wall and decided to tie the kitten's feet with a rope.

"One, two, three." I threw the kitten into the sky as hard as I did just now, and this time it fell like just now. To make matters worse, the rope broke. I only heard a scream from the kitten, as if to say, "Little master, help me!" " I looked at the kitten anxiously but helplessly.

It happened that Grandpa Wang was walking next door, pulling the kitten back from the brink of life and death. Grandpa Wang is holding the kitten, so I quickly went downstairs to thank Grandpa Wang.

Grandpa Wang asked me what happened, and I told him truthfully. Grandpa Wang almost burst into tears when he heard this. I looked at Grandpa Wang, like a monk-at a loss. He asked Grandpa Wang doubtfully, "What's the matter?" Grandpa Wang told me the difference between cats and birds. ...

"Oh, it dawned on me." I touched the kitten and said to the kitten, "I'm sorry, kitten, I won't let you fly again." We will still be good friends in the future. "

Will you think I'm stupid after reading it? Yes, childhood is so stupid and naive!