In the weekday study, work and life, we are all more familiar with the essay, right, the essay requires a complete chapter structure, must avoid the appearance of the no-ending essay. Then the general essay is how to write it? The following is my collection of 9 childhood essays for fifth grade, welcome to learn and reference, I hope it will help you.
fifth grade childhood essay Part 1A friend is a bright light when I can't see the road, a friend is a key when I can't solve the puzzle, a friend is a sailboat that accompanies me on a voyage, and my friend is Su Er.
Su Er has a childish melon face, a pair of eyes under the light eyebrows, and a pair of mouths under the nose with a keen sense of smell. There is also a round belly, they say that a prime minister's belly can hold a boat, if I see, Su Er's belly can hold a prime minister. Look! She is coming to us!
Bookworm
I was waiting for Su Er to play the game with a few of my buddies, and the time passed unnoticeably, yet she was late. I decided to go upstairs to look for her. When I came to the classroom, I saw her reading a book and I got angry, a ball of rage slowly rising from my chest. I slammed the desk and yelled at her, didn't we agree to go play a game together!!!? She was dumbfounded, and after a while she patted her head and said in a moment of realization, "Aigoo! Look at me this memory, even to forget, all blame this book!
The first time I saw this book, I was able to see that it had been written in the same way as the first time I saw it.
The first time I saw this book, I was able to see that it had been written in the same way as the first time I saw it. Of course, the composition of the real skill is not a day can be practiced, she in addition to the love of books, life more accumulation more observation is also very important, Su Er every day have the habit of writing a diary, and often will observe the details of life, and in time to record these details, to become the writing can be used in the material.
She was my childhood friend and a real bookworm and essayist.
The fifth grade childhood essay Part 2
The time old man adjusted the time really fast ah, a turn of the eye, childhood life is like a bolt of lightning, in front of the eyes is about to cross. However, the funny things of my childhood seem to be engraved in my mind, can not be erased, and often think of it can not help but laugh.
It was three years ago, one day, I had nothing to do, so I sat on the couch to pass the time. Suddenly my eyes fell on the cat beside me, I suddenly thought: those little girls outside with pigtails really good, if the cat with pigtails that will be what? It would be very pretty! Yes, let's try it! I rummage through the closet, find some small clips, small leather band ...... I came to the cat's side, gently stroking, but the cat did not respond at all, and I used a small comb in the cat body combed and combed. The cat looked very comfortable, stretched and continued to sleep. I then took the opportunity to put a couple of pigtails on the cat's left side and pinned on a couple of small clips. I rolled the cat over, and the cat was asleep and didn't notice, so I put a few more braids on the right side as I had just done. What's missing? I looked at the cat covered in pigtails and pondered. That's right! I hurriedly found a pretty pink hairband and tied it gently around the cat's tail.
"Haha, it's done!" I looked at my masterpiece with glee and jumped for joy. My mom, who was taking a nap, came out at the sound, looked at the cat covered in pigtails, and then looked at me, who was full of excitement, and understood at once. She asked in mock seriousness, "You did this, didn't you? You girl, you're so big, why are you still so unintelligent!" But then she couldn't help but "puff" and laugh. "Ha ha ha ha ......" laughter suddenly filled the whole hut.
This incident has been a long time, but every time I think of the cat full of small defense look, I can not help but laugh.
Childhood is like a flower, there are beautiful and crude. Now, I will pick a beautiful one and take a look at it - it was the first time I played CS when I was six years old.
Today was a sunny Sunday. The sky was bright, the air was fresh and fragrant. My mom and I took the bus to go to the Bijou Park in Sanshan District to play CS. I was still young and didn't know what CS was. so I asked, "Mom, what is CS?" "CS is gunfighting, dad does not love to watch gunfighting movies! Inside the fight is similar to CS, but we today this kind of CS will not hurt people!" Mom thought for a while, said kindly.
After a while, we arrived at the destination. The coach gave us the rules of the game (basically the same as what mom said), and began to group, my mom and I were assigned to the blue team (the other team was the red team). I put on a hat, undershirt, and carried a gun. The staff hooked up many of the sensor wires. "Ready, here we go!" With the coach's command, the tense first game kicked off. The captain commanded the battle in a well-organized way, and he saw that I was the smallest, so he asked me to stay behind him and not move, and then use me at the end. But I couldn't help it, I couldn't let my teammates charge outside and enjoy myself in the team camp. I snuck out when the captain wasn't looking. I tiptoed along and saw a man from afar. I picked up my rifle, aimed at the red dot on it, and fired several shots in quick succession. The man was killed. I returned to my position, and the captain was looking around for me; when he saw me, he asked, "Where have you been?" "Reporting to the captain, I shot down a man!" The captain cried and laughed when he heard that "Oh! So you killed your teammate!" "Ah!" I froze. Suddenly there were a few "bumps" and both the captain and I were killed. It turned out that the other side took advantage of our inattention and surrounded us.
The first game we lost, the second game we do not dare to take it lightly. In the middle of the second game, my gun suddenly did not ring, I rushed to find the coach, the coach checked, found that one of the sensor line off, the coach helped me to connect up, I can play again. But then I suddenly realized that I was the only one left in my team. My teammates encouraged me from the sidelines, "Charge! Fight them!" I was too timid to bear this great expectation, and I only knew to hide, and in a short while, I was also killed in action. In the last game, the captain is determined to blood shame, he kept encouraging morale, we also a drum, and finally won a game.
This is the most fragrant, the most beautiful flower of my childhood, it emits a fragrance, is my most precious "flower". The most important thing to remember is that it's the most important thing to remember is that it's the most important thing to remember!
5th grade childhood essay Part 4Happy childhood like a rainbow after the rain, colorful and gorgeous, once did a lot of interesting things like a bright little star in the sky of childhood twinkle; happy childhood as if a string of beautiful pearls, a piece of childhood funny anecdotes, so that a string of pearls more brilliant, crystalline. Pick out a big and round one from it, and let you laugh heartily!
It was a flurry of snowy days, I looked out the window at the silver world, full of joy. Avoid mom, hiding in a corner, to "grab" those beautiful, white snow girl. In a short while, my hands have grabbed a lot of snow girls. They were all different shapes and sizes. I was so happy. But after a moment, they all turned into water and disappeared. I was very sad.
When I was sad, my good friend Fifi came to play with me. When she saw my sad face, she asked me why I was sad, and I told her the whole story. She then thought of a solution with me piece by piece. "Right, right, the farmer uncle planted the grain into the ground, and next year it will grow more grain again, why don't we plant the snow into the ground too, and wait until next spring, won't the snow grow again?" Fifi's idea reminded me at once.
Said do it, I went home and took a small shovel and a plastic bag, Fifi also went home and secretly took sister a red head rope. In the southwest corner of my house dug out a fist-sized pit, the mouth of the plastic bag opened, we each put a handful of snow, I also said to the snow in the bottom of my heart: I hope you grow up quickly. Then tied the mouth, buried in the small pit inside.
Snow planted, we are very happy, looking forward to a long time, looking forward to seeing those lovely snow girl again.
Yes! Childhood is like a string of beautiful pearls in your hand, each one will make you laugh! Childhood is like a rainbow across the sky, each color will make your heart pound!
5th grade childhood essay Part 5I don't know when to start, the neighborhood under the children's square began to become silent, only a few years of sparse toothless babies just a long time, I did not look at the larger children running figure, hip open small mouth, sweaty hair, sunshine, tree branches elongated lonesome figure, a few birds quietly stood in the tree stops, seem to have lost the The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, but it was a very good one, and it was a very good one.
By chance, I went downstairs and wandered around in boredom, and saw a furious mother, tugging at the arm of a little boy, loudly reprimanded: "Hurry up and give me back! Really! You haven't practiced your piano yet! If you can't learn music, you won't come down to play for the rest of your life! No ambition!" The little boy aggrieved mouth, footsteps dragged towards home, but also from time to time to look back at the empty small square.
Soon, a tired piano sound came from a building, so mechanical, dull, less beauty and rhythm of music, no life. At this time a cartoon came to my mind: two little boys will be sitting in annoyance, one of the tiger-headed little boy said: "My father wants me to be a scientist, president, artist, but I do not want to be these, I like sports, I run fast miles! I told my dad that I could be an athlete in the future, but my dad was ......" The little boy dejectedly `lowered his head, helpless, and another child with glasses sullenly chimed in, "Well, grown-ups are hateful! "
It is true that nowadays, families, generally hope that their son will become a dragon, hope that their daughter will become a phoenix, impatient for their children to learn to learn that, and can not wait for their children to hold a Nobel Prize back. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of your child, and then you can get the best out of your child.
But what about the children? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. In order to the parents of the vanity, the most beautiful childhood locked in the most beautiful childhood in the sky, there is no childhood children, never understand the unity, friendship and magical nature ......
Every child is an angel, have a pair of wings to fly to the happy, don't let the heavy yoke lock the happy, lock the childhood! The girl who used to babble more than ten years ago has also grown up.
The seven-color childhood that accompanied her was bitter and sweet, sweet and bitter. Just like the grapefruit. In that refreshing sweetness hidden in a tiny bitterness, because of that tiny bitterness, only to make the distinctive grapefruit has a faint medicinal flavor.
I remember the time in the countryside, is my most happy, the most happy time. I was 6 years old at the time, the countryside that original life, called me to stay. That trail side of the thousands of wildflowers, that day side of the evening sun as beautiful as blood? Whenever standing under the peach tree by the lake, the breeze gently brushed my cheeks and lifted my messy bangs. The breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers and grass made me feel the beauty and kindness of nature. If it is in the fall, you can also hear the sound of the round dance of the falling leaves.
At the age of seven, I came to the familiar city, followed the busy rhythm of life, into the campus, began my elementary school career.
In second grade, I made friends.
In the second grade, I made friends. With them, life added a lot of happy times, the bell rings, they crowded together, sharing a variety of stories.
The first time I did a science experiment, the first time I planted green beans, the first time I scored 100 points, the first time I got an award? Little surprises constantly encouraged me to work harder.
It is these stars of happiness for me to pave the path of my childhood, and those who are not happy, it is the road of the lapis lazuli, only to put them under the foot, in order to go to the future!
Fifth grade childhood essay Part 7Childhood is a song; childhood is a painting; childhood past events are also like the stars in the sky flashing in my heart ......
It was a sunny morning, my mother ate a good breakfast and said to me, "Let's go to see the sea! " I have never seen the sea, just think the beach should be fun, almost noon, we came to the beach. My little feet stepped on the soft sand, looking at the boundless sea I asked my mother, "Is this the sea?" My mother nodded slightly, and I got excited, my little mind filled with joy.
Suddenly, my little feet next to a small hole like a little finger, I gently fill the hole, but not long after, a small, worm-like animal ran out, I called my mother over to let her look at this little animal. Mother said it was a crab that lived in the sea. I decided to catch a few will go, I asked my mother for the bottle, went to catch crabs, crabs have eight small feet, running fast, it is difficult to catch a put into the bottle. I ran around with the crabs, and when I got tired, I took them for a walk on the beach.
The two of us listened to the sound of the waves as we walked towards the sea. Ah, the sea water was up to my thighs, I had to retreat will come, who told me to be so short! We both went to our mother's and showed her the crab I caught, and I said to her, "You name it!"
Mother thought about it and said, "Call it Xiao Hai. Xiaojie we have to go back." I did not answer, but looked at the boundless sea, listening to the sound of the waves, looking at the water in the tossing of the "small sea", really reluctant to give up ah! However, time passes so quickly, I look at the sunset of the sea, listening to the sound of the sea tossing, go home.
Yes, time waits for no one, all of a sudden I grew so big, I recalled my childhood scenes at the beach, and remembered the poem
We went to see the sea!
Let's look at the sea!
The blue sea,
Raises the white sail.
The golden red sun,
rises from the sea,
and shines on the sea and on the bow of the ship.
We went to see the sea!
We look at the sea to go ......
Fifth grade childhood essay Part 8Childhood is a colorful sunset, reflecting the vast earth; childhood is the spark of wisdom, embellishing the brilliant starry sky; childhood is a beautiful flower, dress up a gorgeous life. I look forward to this wonderful childhood.
Since I was a kid, my mom and dad had high expectations of me, so I was particularly strict. Every night, in addition to finishing the homework assigned by the teacher, my parents also want me to write essays, read masterpieces, do exercises. That a book of information, a practice problem, like a small mountain, the pressure I can not breathe.
One day, I finished my homework early, see my parents are not at home, to find a good neighbor to play chess. My best friend was a chess fan, and he stared intently at the board, looking thoughtful. "I'll take the knight." "I'll take the cannon." The two of them took a step, I took a step, and they were very devoted to the game, not daring to take it lightly. "Haha, you can't keep your 'general'." I was so happy that I was dancing. I am playing to the fullest, my father came back, saw that I did not do my homework, angry sinews streaks bloomed out, eyeballs are going into out, cursed: "You this dead girl, again in the play, see how I clean up your?" Said, picked up the bamboo whip, straight to me, scared my best friend quickly turned and ran. From then on, I can only look at the window to watch my partners do the game, play together, their own secret tears.
I thought there was no childhood fun at home, there are so many students at school, you can play to your heart's content. But how do you know that the school is more strict than at home, more tired. The school must pay attention in class, not allowed to play in the classroom after class, there are a lot of exercises at noon ... ...
Whenever I see young butterflies flying freely among the flowers, when I see the chicks singing happily in the nest, when I see the small fish swimming leisurely in the river, I will always be dumbfounded to think: "Where is my childhood gone?"
Fifth grade childhood essay Part 9Childhood is happy, childhood is happy, childhood is carefree.
"Childhood" is just a simple word, but it is a simple word that holds all the joy of my childhood. In my childhood, I was a lively and cheerful child.
If I were a poet, I would have been a bold one; if I were a calligrapher, I would have written in cursive; if I were a painter, I would have painted everyone's childhood with a magical brush full of joyful smiles. My childhood is simple, but it is imaginative, and it also helps persuade friends to be happy with a smiley face.
One day the test scores came down, my good friend Zhen Zhen test is very poor, the whole day is moping. After school I went home with her and asked her what was on her mind, she said, "I failed math, what can I do!" I said to her, "What's wrong with getting a bad grade? Besides, what's the big deal about getting a good grade, it's not food. I also want to do well on the test, but what's the use of just thinking about it, look." As he said, he took out my test paper, "I didn't do as well as you did! A bad test means you didn't work hard enough to be good enough. Nothing can stop you, this time you didn't do well next time try harder that's it, next time we'll work hard together and try to take the first and second place, you be the first, I'll be the second." Hahahahaha, our laughter went all the way to the deep, deep part of the alley!
My childhood is like this, a bold, scribbling, full of joy; a childhood not afraid of difficulties, brave and strong and carefree ......