Narrative composition: One thing that I will never forget is the adoption of a puppy during the winter vacation. The following are three articles "An Unforgettable Event in Winter Vacation" prepared for you in the Winter Vacation Weekly column of Composition Network. Last weekend, I went to Bay Park to watch my cousin learn skating. My cousin's skating posture is ever-changing, sometimes like a dragonfly, sometimes like a kaleidoscope, constantly changing all kinds of beautiful postures, and like a shrimp swimming around in the water. I stared at my cousin with envy. So I took part in skating study.
The first lesson is to stand with your feet in a figure of eight, bend over, put your knees in your hands and take a step forward, so I learned to take a step forward. The coach then taught me to learn S-shaped movements, with my hands parallel and my feet turning up and down. Because of the speed, I fell on my back and my ass exploded. At that time, I began to shrink back, thinking: it hurts, it is so difficult to learn skating, and I don't want to learn. But with the constant encouragement of the coach, I returned to the training ground. Start studying harder; In this way, I fell and stood up again, repeated over and over again, worked tirelessly, and finally learned all kinds of tricks. More interestingly, I learned to brake. At first, the coach told us to slide forward quickly, and then quickly put our feet up and brake in front of the obstacles. I can't stop at first. As long as I skate fast, I can't control it and run like a wild horse. But under the careful guidance of the coach and my hard practice day after day, I finally learned to lift my foot and brake to control the balance, and I danced happily. This winter vacation, I learned the skill of skating with one hand, which was achieved through my repeated falls and efforts. As the saying goes, failure is the mother of success!
This skating class taught me a truth: nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb. As long as you persevere, no matter how difficult it is, you will do it perfectly.
Narrative composition: an unforgettable thing for me: 500 words primary school fifth-grade writer composition 2 The winter vacation is over, and everything in the winter vacation is like colorful fireworks; Like falling snowflakes, I am light and happy. I picked up one of them carefully, which is the most memorable and meaningful thing for me.
It was a sunny day in winter, and my mood was as good as the weather. I gave my father a "challenge book"-to see who is better at chess. I have been staring at my father's soldier from the beginning, so I brought two cannons to destroy this soldier. When I finished killing my father's minions happily, I only heard my father say happily, "General!" " I hurried to see my coach, whose gun was in front of our army. I asked Xiang for help, but my Xiang was blindfolded and could not move. I had to move the handsome position, and the position on the right was occupied by a car, so I had to move it to the left. "I think it's safe now!" "Just at that moment, I saw my father's horse jump up, which stopped my handsome again. At this time, I was under siege. I couldn't get in or go back, so I had to give up.
Dad said to me earnestly, "You can't be greedy when playing chess. The key to comprehensive layout is to take the handsome of the other side! " After the lesson of this failure, I said to myself: "Don't be impetuous, don't be greedy!" "
Then, another chess game began. This time, I started to be defensive and put the photos together; Then, the team crossed the Chu-Jianghan boundary smoothly and orderly and launched a storm. When I destroyed more than half of my father's defense team, my gun took away my father's army, so my father had to go to the right, but I set a trap in advance and the car was on the lookout. Dad doesn't play chess, and the high-heeled dad spat out his tongue and said, "If I don't let you, how can you win!" " "
Yes, the variables in chess are infinite. I will study hard, make continuous progress, win without arrogance and lose with grace!
Narrative composition: An unforgettable thing for me: 500-word primary school fifth-grade writer composition 3 During the summer vacation, my mother's unit organized a trip to Dalian. When I was idle at home, I jumped three feet high with excitement.
At noon the next day, my mother and I were going to leave with our travel bags. On the way, I was in high spirits, holding my mother's hand and running to work. I kept urging my mother to get on the bus for fear that I wouldn't let her go late, so I finally got on the bus. We found two seats to sit down and the bus started. I looked at the scenery outside the window and hummed my own songs, not to mention how proud I was.
After 18 hours of turbulence, we finally arrived in Dalian the next morning. After breakfast, the guide took us into the department store. As soon as I entered the gate, my eyes were immediately attracted by a lively and lovely robot dog. I stared at it intently, and my mother urged me to leave quickly, otherwise I would be left behind. I didn't seem to hear my mother's words, and I still stayed there motionless, and my mother couldn't help me. I had to buy it myself, but we still got lost. In a blink of an eye, all the uncles and aunts in my mother's unit were gone. My mother and I hurried out to look for it, but we couldn't find it anywhere. At this time, the weather was not good, and suddenly dark clouds were gathering. Soon it began to rain cats and dogs, and our rain gear was put in the car. What can we do? My mother is still dragging me to call and find a team in the square where I am a stranger. After a while, my mother and I were soaked to the skin. After several phone calls, we finally found our station wagon in a corner of the square. Oh! I'm so happy. I am very excited, just like meeting again after a long separation.
Although many years have passed, it is still fresh in my memory, as if it happened yesterday. With this experience, I promise that I will never travel again in the future. It still makes people laugh when I think about it now.
Narrative composition: an unforgettable thing for me: 500 words primary school fifth grade writer composition 4 Whenever I play in the swimming pool, I will think of the tragedy that happened in the swimming pool a year ago.
I remember that summer, it was very hot, and the big fireball scorched the earth. My good friend and I fled to "Asia-Pacific" to swim. As soon as I got there, I put forward an initiative: let's compete for swimming. She readily agreed. I said to her who had never participated in swimming training, "Don't you dare to compete with me! I swim breaststroke very well! " She hung her head as if she were sorry. But what you say is like spilled water. Rubbing our hands, we started the game. I jumped into the water. At the moment, the choking pool water poured into my nasal cavity, and I had no time to react, and my limbs struggled. Hey-I've always been a good swimmer. I've been a landlubber for a year, and I'll be caught by monsters. Just when I was exhausted, I found a foreign body thrown from the shore. I ignore the willy-nilly, ignore it and try my best to think about it. Once, twice, three times. . . . . . I finally swam to the side of that thing and collapsed on it. On closer inspection, it turned out to be a swimming ring. My good friend on the shore said with concern, "What's the matter? Is it better? It really scared me to death just now! " At this time, my face is redder than the flowers in February. I'm ashamed. "What's the matter? Are you still worried about what just happened? Don't be sad, no matter how tall the master is, he will make mistakes. By the way, do you still play? See if the dog who invented the dog planer is smart! Or the frog who invented breaststroke is smart! " I was amused by her words and she smiled sweetly when she saw me.
Soon after, there were two diving sounds in the swimming pool.
I will never forget this swimming. I think friendship is like two tender grasses, very fragile. But if two people maintain it together, the young grass will eventually grow into a thick vine.
Narrative composition: an unforgettable thing for me. Every time I see that test paper on my desk, I think of that unforgettable thing.
It was Friday, and my mother went to school to help me hold a parent-teacher meeting. I don't drink coke, thinking: I can finally watch TV. But I frowned at the thought of two more papers to do. I found the answer to the test paper and copied it word for word. After copying, I put the answer back and went to watch TV. Mom can get home at 6: 30. I turned off the TV five minutes early, went back to the study, picked up a black pen and pretended to be doing an examination paper.
Mom's back. The first thing she did when she got home was to feel whether the TV was hot or not. I thought, what if it's broken? Should I be a disobedient child and talk back to my mother, or should I admit my mistake? Suddenly a good idea occurred to me. I said to my mother, "Mom, it's late now. You'd better check my homework first. " So my mother took out the answer and checked it carefully. She checked it over and over again and found no wrong question. She no longer watches TV. I am secretly pleased.
The next day, both the math teacher and the Chinese teacher put away the test papers. In the first math class, the math teacher angrily threw the paper on the lecture table and said, "Nobody did well in this paper, but I want to praise Liu Zixuan. She did a good job. Let her tell you the last question. " I stood up slowly, faltering, not knowing what to say. During the break, I was called to the office by the teacher. I thought, oh, no, will the teacher already know that I copied the answer and call me on purpose? I thought like this and walked slowly into the office. The teacher asked, "You did everything right. Why can't you tell me? " ? Are you afraid of making mistakes or copying answers? "It seems that the teacher deliberately asked. Even if I say I didn't copy the teacher, I know. It is better to tell the truth. I said, "I copied the answer, and I will ask my mother to help me print another one and rewrite it." "The teacher saw me take the initiative to admit my mistake, and the teacher did not pursue it.
Through this incident, I know that lies will eventually be seen through, and I want to be an honest person.
Narrative composition: One unforgettable thing for me: 500-word fifth-grade writer composition 6 I like watching TV, playing games and eating snacks. But when I was growing up, I also made many mistakes. One thing that I can't let go of is still imprinted on my mind.
I like snacks, but my mother says these things are made of waste oil. I just think it's crispy and spicy. It's the best thing in the world.
On this day, I saw delicious street snacks. The evil spirit in my head suddenly ran out. He said: how fragrant and crisp those snacks are! The righteous elves also ran out. He said it was cheating, and he couldn't. Your mother won't find out. How delicious those snacks are! The evil spirit said.
So, I went up to my mother and said, Mom, I want our school to charge homework fees. Didn't you just receive it? Why do you still accept it? Last time I collected extracurricular books, I collected exercise books this time. I stuttered. Mom asked: How much is it? I said: fifteen. Here, here. Mom gave it to me readily.
At night, I lie in bed, but I can't sleep. I've been thinking about lying today. I think I should go to my mother and admit my mistake.
I get dressed and go to my mother. She stammered: mom, I didn't pay the homework fee for our school, but I was given all the money to buy snacks. But my mother didn't hit me. She just told me: I won't let you eat snacks. That's for your health. You must stop lying.
The fear of lying and the uneasiness after lying made me understand that people need sincerity. Parents, in particular, have worked hard to raise us, but we can't understand their difficulties and lie to them. How sad they are! Honesty is the foundation of life and career. Honesty is the seed of wealth. You can find the key to the vault as long as you plant it sincerely.
Narrative composition: One thing I will never forget: 500-word primary school fifth-grade writer composition 7 In the process of growing up, there were the sweetest smiles and the most bitter memories. In my mind, there are the most beautiful scenery and the most difficult traces to touch. In the starry sky of my childhood, what impressed me most was like a star version hanging there, but what impressed me most was …
It was the summer after my birthday, and my mother bought me a balloon with a little bear painted on it. It's so cute. I often play in the yard. One day, it rained heavily in the yard. After the rain stopped, a lot of dirty water accumulated in my yard. Seeing that the rain had stopped, I went to play with balloons in the yard again. I threw the balloon into the air, and it blew a kiss, jumped up and kept hovering in the air. I chased the balloon and shouted, "That's funny, that's funny!" Suddenly, the balloon fell into a small puddle, so I hurried to see it. Ah! Unfortunately, a big piece of mud stuck to the balloon. What should I do? I remember that once I got my handkerchief wet, and my mother baked it on the stove for a while and then it dried. Why don't I bake it with a torch balloon? But it's winter now, and mom wants to bake handkerchiefs. Where can I have a stove in summer? I also think my mother always puts some paper in the stove first, so I also look for some paper. I ran into the house again, took the matches to the yard and made a fire. After the ignition, I quickly put the balloon near the fire source. 1 of "pa", suddenly, the balloon immediately turned into a pile of fragments. When I woke up, I was in tears. ...
Later, my mother found me playing with fire and scolded me again. But my mother bought me a balloon, and I cherish it. I will never play with balloons in the yard again after the rain.
The journey of life is very long, but because these unforgettable things can make us remember, this road has become very colorful and interesting.
Narrative composition: One thing that I will never forget: 500-word primary school fifth-grade writer composition 8 During the winter vacation, my most unforgettable thing was to set off fireworks with my family.
In the afternoon, my parents and brother accompanied me to buy fireworks. I went to the place where fireworks were sold. There were all kinds of fireworks, including luminous guns, flying saucers, parachute guns, long tails and fireworks ... Dad bought some Liuyang fireworks because they were of good quality. Bought a safe and fun parachute gun, luminous gun and flying saucer.
Go to Nanhu with family and friends to set off fireworks in the evening. First dad lets it go, and we'll see. He brought a lot of fireworks from the car. I think it must be the most beautiful. Why else would dad take it out first? Dad started to light the fuse, which made me blush like a ripe apple. I quickly ran to a corner and watched the fireworks with my ears covered. Bang! I thought it was a volcanic eruption that shook the earth. I watched and danced. Fireworks show fireworks make the sky full of colors, like long colorful dragons, like blooming flowers, like beautiful castles, like lovely rabbits. ...
Dad's finished playing. It's my turn to play. My first shot was a parachute gun. I lit the fuse, and bang, colorful parachutes fell from the sky. My brother and I picked up a parachute. Then I played with a luminous gun, which is not a normal gun, but can be painted in the night sky. I took one and put it away. I'm dancing, drawing long lines and buildings ... beautiful! Then I put another box of flying saucers, and I saw the flying saucers spinning so fast that they almost flew to my clothes.
Time passed by, the fireworks were finally finished, and we reluctantly left the South Lake. I like fireworks best.
Narrative composition: One thing I will never forget: 500-word primary school fifth-grade writer composition 9 In our daily life, we will experience many things, some of which will fade away with the passage of time, while others are unforgettable. Now, let me say something that I will never forget.
There was a monthly exam and I didn't do well in three courses. I feel guilty for not doing well in the exam. I don't know how to tell my parents when I get home. On my way home, I wanted to tell my mother about it, but it was difficult to do so. Finally, I decided to tell my mother about it: "Mom, mom, me, me. I didn't do well in this monthly exam. " Without thinking, my mother replied: Wait till I get home. "I thought, well, I wonder how this will end? When I got home, I talked about it again. My mother didn't blame me, she just chatted with me. Mother said: Xiaofeng, you didn't think you did well in the exam, so you didn't analyze why you didn't do well in the exam. I thought for a moment and replied: "I thought I was too careless and didn't check it again at last." Mother went on to say, "Carelessness and laziness are the enemies of human beings. Carelessness will make you write what you could have done right or wrong. " The same is true in life. Carelessness sometimes leads to some irreparable mistakes. I hope you can take this problem seriously. "Back to the bedroom, I thought for a moment and thought it was very philosophical. After thinking about these words, I made a decision to treat every exam and every question well in the future.
I deeply remember these words in my mind, and this incident sounded the alarm for me. As the saying goes, "correct your mistakes", this sentence has benefited me a lot and I will never forget it.
Narrative composition: an unforgettable thing for me. The sunset in the sky reminds me of my good friend Lin Xue. Lin Xue and I are not only classmates, but also live in the same building. Lin Xue is very kind. She always thinks of others before herself. I remember one time, a classmate invited me to go to his birthday party with Lin Xue. But we had a lot of homework that day, and it was already seven o'clock when we finished. Suddenly it began to rain cats and dogs, and Lin Xue and I hurried out of the gate. Fortunately, Lin Xue was very careful and prepared an umbrella. We walked in the cold wind and rain with a small umbrella. When we were approaching our classmates' home, Lin Xue suddenly saw an aunt sweeping the floor in the pouring rain. Lin Xue's beautiful big eyes looked at me and asked me what to do. I looked at my watch and said, "But it's already half past seven, and the class reunion is about to begin." Lin Xue looked at me with puzzled eyes and said angrily, "But have you ever thought that maybe my aunt's child is hungry and waiting for her to go back to cook?" I was persuaded by Lin Xue, and we walked like cleaning aunts. Lin Xue said, "Aunt, please have a rest. We will help you. " Say that finish, he picked up a broom and began to sweep. Aunt cleaning reacted and quickly said, "How can this be done?" However, Lin Xue has started to sweep the broom, so I hurried to open an umbrella for Lin Xue and my aunt to clean it. But the umbrella was too small to cover only two people, and Lin Xue leaked out. In a short time, Lin Xue finished sweeping the floor. I looked up at her and found kwan could not tell rain from sweat. Aunt Clean thanked us again and again: "You are really a good boy who helps others." I looked at Lin Xue, but I couldn't help blushing. Now, the Lin Xue family has moved far away, but I will never forget Lin Xue and her helpful personality. ...
Narrative composition: One unforgettable thing: A 500-word composition written by a fifth-grade pupil 1 1 During the winter vacation, there were many unforgettable things, but what impressed me most was the three-day winter camp.
These days, the most unforgettable thing for me is the pipe connection. The next morning, we played this game on the basketball court of Happy Camp. We played camp A and camp B. In order to make our game more difficult, the instructor disrupted Camp A and Camp B, calling one to stand up and two to stay still. The rule of the game is that everyone takes half a water pipe and there is a tire on the opposite side. To put the pipes together, there is a ping-pong ball in the middle. You can't drop it or stop it. You still have to start from the beginning. The coach asked us to practice first and then start the game. Here we go. The time is two minutes. People are getting nervous. When we got to the middle, the ball dropped, so we had to start from the beginning. At this moment, we have to start from scratch. But we are very happy, because this way, we can have more time. Our table tennis is now at the last minute. A second later, our ping-pong ball fell into the tire, and we cheered happily. Then we quickly lined up just now and continued to pass the table tennis. Then they also scored a goal, and our goal was in the middle. The instructor said: 10 seconds left. Time is up. At that time, our ball reached the last point, but the time has come. There is no way, just play another game. This situation lasted for two games. In the third game, when the teacher saw that it was almost time for lunch, he said, "One more game and it's decided. Time is only 30 seconds. When everyone is in position, the game begins. Our ball reached the middle, slowly entered the tire, and we started the second round. They also scored a goal. The instructor said there was still time left.
This is my most unforgettable thing, really unforgettable!
Narrative composition: One unforgettable thing for me: A 500-word composition written by a writer in the fifth grade of primary school 12. There are many unforgettable things in my growth record, and the most unforgettable thing is Bao jiaozi.
That day, my mother added water to jiaozi powder and mixed noodles. After mixing the meat, she is waiting to wrap jiaozi.
I'll wash my hands first and get ready to pack jiaozi. I think it's very simple. Just wrap the stuffing in the dough. Mom started to pack jiaozi. I saw my mother knead the dough first, then cut it into small pieces with a knife, rolled it into dumpling skins, put the stuffing in, and squeezed it with her thumb and forefinger, and a big and beautiful jiaozi was wrapped.
I followed my mother's example, first put the stuffing in, and then squeezed my thumb and forefinger hard on it. Dumplings filled my face like a volcanic eruption. Suddenly, my face exploded like a flower, and my little cousin next to me smiled and said, "Brother has become a big-faced cat!" " My mother smiled when she saw this. I lost confidence and wanted to give up. At this moment, my mother said to me, "Bao jiaozi has a knack. Hold the skin with your left hand, put the stuffing on the skin, and pinch out an ingot-shaped jiaozi with your thumb and forefinger. I had a hard time wrapping one, but after I put it down, jiaozi lay there like a spine. Ah!
Under the guidance of my mother, I continue to work hard and become better and more confident. Unconsciously reported seven or eight decent friends. "ah! I finally learned! " I cried with joy. Ten minutes later, jiaozi walked to the front of the table and looked at plates of steaming, glittering and translucent jiaozi. jiaozi was like an ingot. I don't know how happy I am!
I will never forget the fact that I hired jiaozi for the first time. It tells me that no matter what I do, I must be good at observation and study patiently to do it well.
Narrative composition: an unforgettable thing 500 words composition by a fifth-grade primary school writer 13 There must be something unforgettable in your memory, and I also have something unforgettable. Here's the thing:
After finishing my homework that day, I went downstairs to play in the nearby small garden, but with a loud noise, the zipper on my coat fell off. what can I do? I hurried home to change my coat and hurried to the zipper repair place in the dark. Fortunately, he hasn't closed the stall yet, so I quickly handed the clothes to the old man. On my way home, I passed a shop. When I was going to buy a bottle of drink to drink at home, I felt in my pocket and found that my wallet was gone. Then I remembered that my wallet was still in the pocket of that dress, and I quickly turned around and went back to the zipper repair place. Before I could ask, grandpa saw me and spoke first. He said, "Your zipper has been repaired, and there is a wallet in your pocket. See if you have any money? " I quickly took it and counted it. There is a lot of money in the bag. I quickly took out ten dollars from it and handed it to the old man who repaired the zipper, but the old man said, "There is nothing wrong with the zipper of this dress, just to help you repair it." If you don't change it, you don't want your money. " I said, "How can this work? I don't know how to thank you for fixing my zipper and collecting money. " Grandpa smiled and said, "These are small things, nothing." Say nothing and refuse to accept my money.
On the way home, under the moonlight, everything looks so beautiful, and grandpa's smile is more kind. When I got home, I recorded it with a pen.
Grandpa's ordinary but noble character is the most precious. I believe that more and more people will have this noble quality. Yes! If all of us can be like this grandfather, we can certainly hold up a blue sky.
Narrative composition: One unforgettable thing for me: a 500-word composition 14 written by a writer in the fifth grade of primary school. When hearing this topic, everyone may think that it happened between people. But the hero of this story I wrote is a little turtle.
This little turtle is a Brazilian turtle I bought during the Spring Festival. I carefully selected, lively and lovely. It is also small, only the size of four fingernails, and looks dignified and strong.
Less than two days after I bought it, I built a "home" for it with various materials. This home is big and luxurious. I put it gently in the "corridor", and it was very happy, crawling around inside. After a while, he felt bored after visiting the yard and wanted to climb out. It came to the "small terrace" and struggled to climb out. Only it straightened its little head and scratched on the fence with its two small front paws. Suddenly, it slipped down and turned upside down. I was worried about it, but it turned over with two claws sensitively and continued to climb. But because the "terrace" is too slippery, it keeps wrestling, but never gives up.
After many troubles, the tortoise finally climbed out. Look, it's like a victorious general, holding his little head around his home.
I am moved by its persistence, and I will never forget its persistent figure.
Tortoise, thank you for letting me know that where there is a will, there is a way.
Narrative composition: One unforgettable thing: a 500-word composition written by a writer in the fifth grade of primary school 15. In the corridor of my memory, many things happened, some were happy, some were sad and some were proud ... One of them impressed me the most, and I still remember it vividly.
It was the first semester of senior one, and the school held a sports meeting. I just entered primary school and have no special skills. I'm thinking about what project I can participate in. Throwing shot put? No, the strength is too small. Running? No, it is too slow. Long jump? No, I don't have enough jumping ability ... by the way, I usually like skipping rope. Fortunately, when the teacher selected women to jump rope for one minute, I was lucky enough to be selected.
From then on, I will finish my homework early every night. After dinner, I picked up the skipping rope and went to Dongfanghong Square to practice with my mother. At first, you can only jump one by one, and you can only jump a dozen times a minute. But I am not discouraged. With my mother's encouragement and company, after repeated practice day after day, skipping rope gradually became easier in my hands.
Hope! Hope! The sports meeting finally arrived under my expectation. On this day, the teacher led us little players to the designated area of the skipping competition. I was particularly nervous when I saw the players who were absorbed in the game, and my hands kept rubbing back and forth. Just then, the referee said, "Please get ready for the first-year players." I'm very excited to play soon. My heart is beating like a little rabbit. "Come on, you can do it" I shouted to myself. As the referee's whistle sounded, I flew like a bird ready to take off. Skipping rope kept jumping in my hand, and sweat as big as beans ran down my face. I only care about dancing seriously by myself, regardless of others. After the game, I was panting with fatigue. Look at other players around me. They are all sitting on the ground, and some people are pale. The final result came out. Jumped in one minute 162, first in the whole grade.
Through this matter, I know that you must have perseverance, perseverance and never give up in order to succeed. Until now, the spirit of skipping rope has always inspired me to work hard.