Life is a beautiful encounter in the fifth grade of primary school (1).
People say that the most beautiful accident is meeting unexpectedly. You and I, at the right time, feel life on the occasion of the splendid Spring Festival.
It's late autumn, and the hot summer sun is no longer hot. Instead, it is a large area of soft and warm sun, warm as water and warm the heart and spleen. I walked alone on the forest path, and everything around me seemed to press the mute button, like a gorgeous curtain call stage play, quietly aftertaste in the silent air.
It is already late autumn, and the maple leaves on the vast Yuan Ye are burning like fire. Such a warm scene actually made the air dizzy and burned to the horizon, igniting half the sky. A maple leaf fell on my shoulder, and my eyes followed it, only to see it gently hugging the ground and sleeping peacefully. I feel happy in its little body. I think this is the second time it has met the earth. It poked its head out of the branch for the first time and rejoiced at the beauty of the new world. It is the earth that makes it know this beautiful world. Therefore, when it meets for the second time, it will be like fireworks in the tail flame of a meteor, grateful and rewarding the earth that raised it with a gorgeous gesture.
The encounter with this small maple leaf made me understand the true meaning of life. We walk in the vast sea of people, but don't forget that there will always be a way home, and your heart will always be cared for by another heart. This is the so-called family.
This wonderful encounter gave me a faint direction, that is, where my home is. At the foot of the pace is getting faster and faster, behind him, the maple forest like fire soaked the sky.
Meet the 600-word composition in the fifth grade of primary school (2) Everyone has some eternal memories in his life. Time flies, but it is still deeply imprinted in his heart. In my memory, we meet again and again, just like jasmine flowers in full bloom after a storm, with the same fragrance, which makes people intoxicated with the original beauty.
Walking on the busy street, I am tired of watching the world of mortals and used to the noise of the city. I couldn't help but step forward quickly and bow my head, but I accidentally met a leisurely stroll in the fast pace. Looking up, those bright smiling eyes and familiar faces made me no longer doubt my former classmates. Tired eyes finally have a rest, and the mild sunshine illuminates the original dark mood. At this time, she also saw me. We met in a dessert shop and sat down face to face to relive those carefree years. There was a faint sadness at parting, but reunion was an inexhaustible song of comfort.
Walking alone on campus, enjoying the scenery that I didn't pay attention to on weekdays. The wisteria on the promenade reveals a string of lilacs. Gardenia blooms in white. This is the embodiment of friendship. The diffuse fragrance is refreshing and arouses people's infinite reverie. There are so many beautiful scenery hidden in the familiar campus, but it is refreshing to meet them inadvertently.
When I was young, I always had too many youthful dreams and looked forward to the future. Stepping into the birch forest in the early morning of autumn, leaning against the trunk and humming her favorite song, waiting for her arrival, only to find that I don't know when she has quietly walked behind. In the winter afternoon, sitting in front of the sunny window, writing elegant and fresh words, looking up, the pet is running naughty, not smiling. Dreaming of warm encounters again and again, no matter who you meet, your heart is as comfortable as bright sunshine.
Meeting, whether in a country road or a bustling city, is so quiet and beautiful. This is the communication between hearts, the comfort between hearts, and the beginning of a new journey in people's lives. ...
It is fate to meet a composition in the fifth grade of primary school. Every day, we may meet different things or different people. Maybe I don't know them, but I may have a different spark.
One Saturday night, I came out from my classmate's house and was ready to go home. That's because I already feel that my old sandals may crack. Sure enough, after a long walk, the upper and sole of a sandal suddenly split, leaving only one thread barely connected. In this way, the sole is like a plaster with almost no stickiness, and you can't walk after shaking it.
Finally, after supporting a hundred steps, an elderly shoemaker on the roadside saw my difficulty and called me and said, "Little friend, is your shoe broken?" Let me make it up to you. "I felt very embarrassed and said with a sad face," I have no money. The shoemaker said kindly, "the money can be given later." "
Seeing that the shoemaker was honest, I went over, said "thank you", sat down, took off my sandals and handed them to him. He looked at it carefully and said, "Don't worry, it will be fixed soon." I asked again, "How much is it?" He held out two calloused fingers and said, "Two yuan." Say that finish, just pick up tools to mend shoes. I found his hands shaking a little when sewing. In a short time, thin sweat oozed from his forehead wrinkled with the words "Sichuan". After the shoes were repaired, I put them on carefully and said gratefully, "Thank you, Master!" " "Then I ran home to get the money.
Because it takes a while for the newly repaired shoes to be glued, I put on a pair of worn-out old slippers when I came back. I handed the money to the shoemaker when I ran to him. He saw that I was wearing a pair of broken shoes again, and he said inexplicably, "Why is it a pair of broken shoes again?" Come on, I'll make it up to you! "I said quickly," nothing! He should throw it away! "He smiled and said," Well, if your shoes are broken in the future, come and mend them with me! " "
Up to now, whenever I come here, there is no sign of him here. Maybe he's not in this business anymore. But I can't forget his help for a long time.
Meet the 600-word composition in the fifth grade of primary school (4) The vast sea of people, we are just a drop in the ocean; In the past, we were just passing by in a hurry; I'm lucky to meet you!
The red sun is in the sky, and the sun shines on me through the leaves, still burning like fire. The dry air is not cool like ice, and it blocks my way like a rock. I trudged forward step by step, on this familiar and unfamiliar road … here I am, my alma mater.
Still the same security guard, still the same door, still the same vitality. I greeted him and my alma mater easily. Crossing the seemingly endless green playground and crossing a tree-lined path, a dazzling light stung my eyes. I rubbed it and opened it again, only to see a teaching building-the place where my dream began.
Not high, let her become hazy in my impression-maybe she will always be the tallest in my heart. The scene when I first entered my alma mater is still vivid; When I left my alma mater to say goodbye to you, my heart was still very sad: we laughed together, cried together and grew up together. We went from acquaintance to acquaintance, from acquaintance to lovesickness.
Maybe there is no fate in life, and it is fate when you meet it; There is no love in life, but after long contact, there is love. Thank you for letting me meet you who know me best at such a young age!
When I was in the fifth grade (5) of primary school, I came across a 600-word composition. She is just one of many ordinary people, but she left a deep impression on me. She may be extraordinary, because the world is better because of people like her.
Summer, even in such hot weather, can't hinder the pace of going to school. With my luggage, my mother took me to the station, paid the fare and left, leaving me to go to school by car alone. I feel very happy without my mother's "monitoring" I wanted to buy some snacks to relieve the fatigue on the bus, but who knows, when I paid, the money disappeared. I left the convenience store after I explained it awkwardly.
I lost my money, so anxious that I had to go back and look for it, but found nothing. It suddenly occurred to me that it wouldn't be in that convenience store, would it? I ran quickly in the direction of the convenience store. When I came to the convenience store, the proprietress was not there. I gave a cry, but no one answered, thinking that she must have picked it up. I had to walk to the door of the station in frustration and want to call my mother.
I was just about to dial when I heard "girl!" I turned around and saw that it was the proprietress! I looked at her, my hair was wet, sweat was running on her face, and I ran red. Holding a hundred-dollar bill in my hand, I panted and said to me, "Girl, why are you running so fast?" You left your money in my shop! "I looked at her and felt a bang in my heart. I don't know why, my tears jumped out unconsciously and didn't listen to me.
I took the money from her and said to her, "Thank you!" " She nodded, went to the convenience store, said nobody was in charge, and walked first. I looked at her distant back, so dazzling in the sun.
Meeting her, even in the hot sun, made me feel very cool. Meeting her made this hot summer so beautiful.