A composition describing a fifth-grade character

My head teacher's surname is Wu, and her name is Mingzhu. She teaches us math, and everyone affectionately calls her "Miss Wu". Teacher Wu has short hair and always has a smile on her mouth, which makes her look very kind.

My head teacher, Mr. Wu, works very hard. In order to distinguish students' "grades" every time, Mr. Wu really spent a lot of time. As long as you do it right and fairly, Mr. Wu will always award us an "excellent" word.

Teacher Wu is always conscientious and hard-working to us. I remember once, in math class, I didn't pay attention. The teacher asked me to do my homework, but I couldn't. I made all the mistakes. The teacher asked me to do it again, but the result was wrong. At that time, I regretted not paying attention to the class. At this time, Mr. Wu has been patiently tutoring me by my side until I understand.

I remember I had a terrible stomachache, and I was lying on the table, pale. Teacher Wu quickly asked her classmates to help me to the school doctor's office. Unfortunately, the school doctor on duty asked for leave, so I had to cover my stomach and go back to the classroom. Seeing this, Mr. Wu quickly took me to the office and poured me a glass of water, but I immediately spit it out. I have no choice but to call my mother to pick me up. While waiting for my mother, Miss Wu patted my back and wiped my sweat. I waited for a long time, but I didn't see my mother. Teacher Wu said, "Forget it, there is still some time before class begins. Let me take you home! " After that, he helped me home.

On the way, I cried. I secretly made up my mind that in the future, I also want to be a teacher, like Mr. Wu, not only teaching students knowledge, but also caring for them with my love.

football fan

That night, the night was dark and windy, and the moon was high in the sky. Eyes are sparsely distributed in the dark blue sky like stars. That night, it was surprisingly quiet, but my home was very lively, because the fans' father was watching the ball at home and driving the "football part".

Father has a flat head and a dark face, but you can see that his teeth are white. Although he smirked "gnome male-"all day, he really knows football and is obsessed with it.

"Go in! Alas-"Look, my dad is watching the ball again. Just now, his face suddenly slipped from excitement and tension to expressionless and complaining-why didn't the ball score? After a while, he cheered again. Why? Goal! He immediately blushed and was ecstatic, just like a bird, as if to fly high.

According to my mother, it seems that my father didn't go to bed until three o'clock. Before going to bed, he told her how to play well and how powerful his favorite player was. Mom also said that she slept until midnight and was suddenly shouted by her father, "Good shot!" Wake up. He even sings his beloved football when he sleeps!

Not bad this time. In the days of the "World Cup", in order not to be bored before watching the ball, he specially cooked a pot of beef and tomato soup. The ball game started, and he sat in front of the TV to watch it on time. An hour passed, and he suddenly smelled a burning smell. Is the beef soup burnt? He thinks so. He was about to get up when he saw a player "kill" the ball into the penalty area. Dad no longer cares about his beef soup, and always looks at the players on TV with his eyes. Wait until he finishes watching the game, then go to see his beef soup. Oh, is that still a dish? -the soup has been burned to the end, and there is a layer of crispy rice under the pot. There are only black beef and tomatoes in the pot.

There are many other stupid things he did for football: for example, he forgot to buy rice, added monosodium glutamate to sugar porridge, and forgot to clear the mahjong table before the leader came to see him ... there was nothing he could do. Football, dad's medicine; Football is a good way to stop dad from hitting you; Football is an indispensable part of dad's life. ...

Naughty cousin

I have a cousin as clever as a monkey. He is only five years old this year. He is thin, but he is smart and naughty. He likes to climb high.

On this day, Z.TAO came downstairs to play basketball with me, and my brother clamored to go together. I have no choice but to take him away.

As soon as he got downstairs, he climbed the horizontal bar 2 or 5 meters high. As clever as a monkey, he climbed to the top at once.

There are many people on the basketball court. I'm playing with Z.TAO, and my brother is picking up the ball under the basketball stand. I called my brother out and said that there are more balls now. You are easily hit by the ball under the fence, and you will get hurt. Hurry home. Who knows, my brother's face fell, he burst into tears and climbed up the protective net of the basketball court while crying. The net was 4 meters high, and he climbed to the top after three or two times. Z.TAO and I are worried. What if we fall down? I called him down at once, but he cried even louder. He also said: Why don't I play ball? You can all play. Everyone's attention was gradually attracted by him, and everyone thought that he was afraid and could not get off the bus. So a young man is going to save him. The young man managed to climb a little, but the two cousins turned over and reached the fence on the other side, making everyone next to him laugh.