Fifth grade emotional composition
I studied painting from childhood, from simple drawing to traditional Chinese painting. Although the learning process is very hard, I still try to stick to it. Among these painting methods, I like Chinese painting best, because I think Chinese painting has a particularly ancient and long lasting charm. I learned Chinese painting in the second grade of primary school. At that time, I felt that Chinese painting was just a style that the ancients liked to paint, but the oil-based pen used for painting was replaced by a brush. But I didn't expect Chinese painting to end with a brush stroke, which made me confused. What should I do? I had no choice but to pick up a brush and write one by one. At first, the teacher asked us to write our own names. I was thinking: What can we do? There are quite a few pens under my name! Then I heard the teacher say, "If you can't write your name at first, you can start with the word' one'." I'm relieved to hear that.
You need to prepare materials to practice calligraphy. I poured the ink into the plate first, and then I dipped the ink in the small plate with my newly bought brush in my hand.
The materials are ready, ready to practice writing. I don't know how to write it, but I remembered how I usually write the word "one", so I scratched it gently on the rice paper with a brush, and a word "one" was written, but it was ugly as hell. The teacher saw it and came to teach me. I saw the teacher holding my hand with a brush and writing a beautiful "one" with a little, a stroke, a meal and a mention on the rice paper. After that, I practiced some calligraphy in the teacher's way.
I don't think it's difficult to write calligraphy. You can write well with your heart, but it takes hard work and perseverance to practice well.
Maybe a father's love is a thorn in a flower branch, and a child is an attractive rose. With the protection of thorns, with the pain and love of thorns, children can be more brilliant and fragrant.
I remember that day, I had a fever. Although the temperature has dropped, it is very weak. Dad said to me at the dinner table, "Baby, eat more to increase your resistance, so that you can resist the disease!" " "I barely ate a few mouthfuls, and I really didn't have any appetite, so I made an excuse:" There are too many chopped green onion and too much oil, and this dish is salty ... "Dad yelled at me before I finished:" If you don't eat, go back to your room and do what you should do! " My tears came down, and I didn't forget to say, "If you don't eat, you won't eat. I don't like eating yet! " "Dad was furious:" Well, if you don't eat, you'll never eat … "I closed the door, buried my head in the bed and began to cry.
After a while, mother came in. Kindly said to me: "Good boy, don't cry. It's very uncomfortable after a fever, but you must be strong to overcome the disease, right? " Come on, get up and have some porridge and some medicine. Good. "So I drank some porridge and took some medicine. I feel much better. I can't lie in bed. At this time, the calm father came in and said, "Daughter, it's dad's fault. Dad shouldn't be angry with you. Will you forgive him? " I silently threw myself into my father's arms. My father said, "You have a cold and a fever and have no strength. Drink more water and be strong, okay?" I nodded again and again. : "well, remember, be strong! "
If maternal love is like water, then fatherly love is a mountain; If maternal love is a trickle, then paternal love is a rolling cloud. Yes, father's love is like a mountain, tall and firm. Every bit is worth savoring. Like maternal love, it is the greatest love in the world.
There are many different kinds of love in the world, including the love of friends, the love of parents and the love of relatives ... among them, I think maternal love is the greatest.
I remember it was a hot summer, and the sun was scorching the earth. I think it's so hot, wearing a short-sleeved shirt looks like a doll's face. In the fourth class, the sky suddenly turned cloudy, and then there was a heavy wind and rain.
When school was over, it rained harder. I was anxious to see my classmates' parents take them back. I thought again: mom is sick, dad is on a business trip, and grandparents are back today. Who will pick me up? I was even more anxious when I thought about it, and I stamped my feet in a hurry.
At this time, a figure appeared not far away, ah! It turned out to be the mother. Mother is holding an umbrella, her face is dull and colorless, her lips are pale and her face is gaunt. I was very unhappy when I saw it. At this moment, my mother saw me and hurried over. Then he said to me, "Walk home." On the way, my mother kept pushing the umbrella to my side and said, "Don't freeze!" " "I said," you're still sick, be careful. " "Mom is not frozen. "After listening to my mother's words, I was moved to tears. Mom, that's great. She came to pick me up when she was ill.
When I got home, my clothes were not wet at all, but my mother's clothes were half wet. I can't help hugging my mother. "Mom, you are so great. You picked me up in the rain when you were sick. I love you! " Mother smiled and said, "Silly child, who let me be your mother?" I listened and held my mother tighter.
Through this incident, I understand that maternal love is like an umbrella in the rain, sheltering you from the wind and rain, and deeply realizing that maternal love is selfless.
Four books are our best friends. Without books, it is like fish without water, plants without sunshine, and eagles without sky. How can we children be happy without books?
If the book is a clean stream, then we are lovely little fish, studying heartily in the water. Study astronomy, geography and history. Traveling in books, forgetting to eat and sleep, reluctant to leave, want to be immersed in it forever ... We don't want the stream to dry up, and we can't do without the knowledge brought by books.
If books are bright sunshine, then we are just budding plants, bathing in the sunshine and enjoying the warmth and nutrition brought by the sunshine. We play freely in the sun, and we can't help laughing when we see funny things; Seeing things that insult others, I can't help but feel wronged; Seeing sad things, I couldn't help but burst into tears; When you see something warm, you can't help feeling warm love. We don't want the sun to leave and disappear. We can't live without the joys and sorrows brought by books.
If the book is a blue sky, then we are young eagles flying with wings, fighting in the sky and flying around. We fly freely in the boundless sky, feed and enjoy the joy brought by the sky. I can't help but admire those who are brave and adventurous; Seeing a wise man, I can't help asking him for advice; Seeing a kind and caring person, I can't help but feel that I want to learn from him. We don't want the sky to become narrow, and we can't live without the happiness brought by books.
We can't live without books, which are the source of our life!
In the south of Shanglin Lake in Cixi, there is such an ancient mountain. With its towering altitude, shady trees, strange stones and waterfalls in the stream, she is deeply loved by many mountaineers. She is a famous mountain.
I still remember that time my father took me hiking on the ancient mountain road, which is what we usually call climbing. There are a hundred grievances in my heart, and I always feel that mountaineering is tiring and not fun, and it is meaningless.
After half an hour's drive, my father and I came to the foot of the mountain. There were so many climbers, all with mountaineering equipment, and they rushed up like arrows. In order not to be surpassed, my father and I accelerated our steps. We also had a race to see who reached the top of the mountain first. However, the younger brother on the mountain road is very naughty. He will go to the finish line with everyone, get in the way with Brother Shi, and pave the way for us with the younger brother on the steps. This mountain road is really confusing. Soon, my father and I climbed halfway up the mountain and saw a sign hanging on a tall and green pine tree, which said, "The mountain road is dangerous, please play suddenly." Remind climbers to be safe. We climbed up step by step, and couldn't climb any further, so we rested on a few strange stones with different shapes, drank some water and enjoyed the beautiful scenery around us.
Because I don't usually exercise much, and I am a little fat, I am exhausted after climbing to 3/5, and I want to give up going down the mountain several times. However, my father repeatedly encouraged me to stick to it and not give up easily. He also found me a dead tree pole to help me stabilize myself. With the help of my father's tree pole, I found the fulcrum and climbed the mountain easily.
With the help and encouragement of my father again and again, I dragged my tired body to the top of the mountain. We shouted excitedly, and Dashan seemed to be happy for us, echoing enthusiastically. A burst of cool breeze blew to us, which was refreshing. Looking up, a mountain, a water, a stone and a tree are all under your feet. This wonderful feeling can't be described in words, but it is intoxicating enough.
Climbing the mountain not only exercised my body, but also strengthened my will. Let me not give up easily when I encounter any problems in the future.
The fifth grade sentiment composition 6 "Books are the nourishment of the whole world. Life without books is like life without sunshine. Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings. " I love reading, from which I can learn the essence and increase my knowledge.
Someone once said: "The long river of history is flowing endlessly, and the essence that has been precipitated is like pearls and jade, like nectar, and it is fragrant and mellow. Smell it, the aroma is fragrant; Product, sweet and drunk. " That well-known masterpiece came slowly from the long river of history, and the worries of literati and the melancholy of monarch and minister were faintly visible. Reading it, there is resentment that talents have not met, and there is a feeling that the country is broken and the family is dead; Think about it, it has both ancient charm and youthful and modern vitality.
But my understanding of books is different. I think reading a good book is like sitting in the warm sunshine in March. The warm feeling slowly swings away from my heart, bending over with laughter and wetting my eyes. Reading a good book, such as receiving a cool one on a hot summer day, can make the coolness reverberate between the lips and teeth, as if the blazing sun hides its light. Reading a good book, like walking on a street with colorful autumn leaves, seems bleak, but it has unspeakable poetry, which speeds up my brisk pace and relaxes my mood. Reading a good book is like a stove in snowy winter, which warms not only the body, but also the fiery heart. After reading a good book, they are profound, affectionate, magnificent or gentle, which makes people return to simplicity from the bustling city, feel the elegance and charm of literature and taste this literary feast.
The beauty of reading is dreamy, intangible and intentional.
A good book, like a beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River, comes slowly from the hustle and bustle, like a friend I haven't met for a long time, collecting anecdotes all the way and sharing them with you quietly. Close to her, you will forget the trivial things of the day and indulge in this quiet moment. Close to her, you will forget your troubles and your heart will become clear.
Reading is a kind of enjoyment, and reading is an art. Life is more exciting because of reading.
Fossils are the remains and relics of ancient creatures hidden underground and turned into stone-like things. Studying fossils can help us understand biological evolution and determine stratigraphic age. So I really want to observe fossils up close.
On May 16, a fossil exhibition hosted by Nanjing geological museum was held in our school.
As soon as we entered the exhibition area, we saw an ostrich fossil. Many egg-sized protrusions on fossils look very cute. Going forward, I learned about the evolutionary history of human beings, from ancient apes to modern people. At this time, I saw a fossil engraved with bamboo and saw the introduction card next to it. I know this is bamboo limestone. The bamboo above is really lifelike, and everyone who sees it praises it. I was also shocked by its vividness, thinking: How can there be such a vivid "Dianthus"?
What surprised me most was the dinosaur fossils. Through it, I seem to see the majestic posture of dinosaurs. Its body is so huge that its sharp teeth in its mouth seem to crush everything, and the students next to it show awe. I also looked at it thoughtfully. You know, they were the rulers of the earth more than three billion years ago! But the reason for the extinction of dinosaurs has always been a mystery, and I hope that one day people can uncover this mystery.
Students, we should know more about fossils, because fossils can let us know what ancient creatures and plants look like, increase our scientific knowledge, and let us see the changes of creatures from ancient times to the present.
However, we should be kind to the earth and don't let more and more creatures end up in the fossil museum!
I have benefited a lot from this fossil trip organized by the school, "listening to the drizzle of fossils and feeling the continuation of life"!