Essay on a good deed in about 450 words

A good deed" Today, for some reason, my heart is always happy, for the good things I did today. It was so great, so excited, I did another good thing, and I felt like I couldn't express my heart, only tears of joy and excitement. Today, when I was about to go home after going to the bookstore to buy books, I silently found a person, a grandmother who was more than half a year old, ragged, thin as wood, and felt very old and hungry!

I don't know why, although he was a beggar, but I walked over unconsciously, and I thought he was a ** at first. But when I saw her longing and pleading eyes, I gave my grandmother the only ten dollars I had, as a sign of my heart. Unexpectedly, my grandmother immediately thanked me excitedly, but my grandmother still didn't want my money, she always said that as long as I had this heart, she would be satisfied.

I don't know why, tears immediately welled up in my eyes, grandma needs money so much, when others give her money, she doesn't want other people's money, how great grandma is! No, I have to get my grandmother to accept my money. Eventually, my grandmother was persuaded to accept my wishes.

Grandma's eyes were full of tears, kneeling in front of me, my heart was even more boiling, I still wanted to kneel down and beg grandma to get up, but grandma still cried tears, the scene was really exciting, because grandma kept crying, so I used my language to persuade grandma not to cry, finally, I was proud again, once again the effort paid off, grandma still smiled...I left, I looked back again, I don't know why, I felt extremely relaxed and happy at this time, looking at the blue sky, I smiled sweetly, I seemed to add a few gorgeous rainbows to my life. Because I feel that I can use my little actions to make a little contribution and love to the society, yes, I should continue to work hard, come on!

It was the evening of the 3rd of the week, and my father and I went to my mother-in-law's house for dinner, and happily came to the East Street Pedestrian Street, where there were many people.

When I was going home, I saw a lot of people there, so I ran in, and I saw a red paddle with a word written on it"Concerts for people with disabilities"I was very curious, so I waited there, a total of 5 people, 3 uncles, an aunt, an uncle is a **, and an aunt, their concert started, there were a lot of people, first by an uncle sang "Nine Sisters", the uncle's feet are walking on two stools, he said that they (they) were born with disabilities, and their parents abandoned them because they were disabled. Since then, they began to wander, from Wuhan to Wusheng, listened to these, all the people were very moved, the second uncle was very short, he sang a song "Xiaowei", when the song was finished, the audience applauded, there was a kind aunt donated a yuan, that one for the aunt to see, said:"Thank you and wish you a prosperous 100 years.

The third one is that aunt, that aunt sang "Good Day", and many people went to give their love, and when I saw that they all gave love, I also gave my own yuan to give love and donated it.

At that time, I was very happy because I donated one yuan for them, although one yuan was not much, but I still gave my love and helped them!

Ideas: You can talk about yourself.

Learn to cook, or learn to stir-fry, learn to ride, and so on. Pay attention to be specific, how happy it is, if there is a difficulty or even failure at the beginning, compare it with the success in the end, and make people feel that this thing is worth being happy about.

This Saturday, my dad gave me a brand new bike, with sparkling sea blue and silver stripes, and clean tires that were black and shiny.

And so my "learning to drive" began!

My dad and I pushed the cart all the way to the sports academy, and the autumn wind blew on our bodies, which was very cool. I got on the bike, trembling and kicking my right foot hard, the car staggered forward like a drunken drunk, I was so nervous that my hands were holding the handlebars tightly, staring straight at my feet, turning too sharply at a turn, "Bang! "I fell on the grass with a thud.

Dad hurriedly ran over and asked worriedly, "Did the fall hurt?" Why don't you come back tomorrow?

Don't don't! I shook my head, "I'll keep practicing." ”

After saying that, I got up from the ground, patted the dust off my body, picked up the bicycle, and practiced again. I sat in the car, my dad held the back of the car, one of us rode seriously, the other ran hard, and after a while, we were sweating like rain.

Dad "made a bad move" and quietly let go. But I didn't know it at all, but I had gone at full speed for about a kilometer, and I circled the school's playground a few times, and when I realized that my father was only the size of a toothpick.

I was ecstatic, and skillfully rode to my father's place, eager to immediately hold my father and turn around twice to show my joy, "Did I say it earlier, my daughter will do it!" "Daddy" lied". I tilted my head and thought about it, and looked at my dad with suspicion:

Did you say that? "Hahahaha......We laughed happily in the sun.

Happiness is earned by success, success is exchanged for sweat, and success is often the last minute visitor.

The Man of Death In my life, there are many happy memories that often come to my mind. One of them is something that I will never forgetThere was a lot of snow last year, and I was so happy at the time:

After the snow, you can have a snowball fight. When I got home, I hurried to do my homework, ate quickly, and then asked my dad to accompany me outside for a snowball fight, and my dad said, "Okay!

I jumped for joy. So we got outside, it was already snowy outside, and I said to my dad, "Now, the snowball fight game begins!" At first, my dad launched a fierce attack on me, and one snowball after another flew towards me. I dodged left and right, dodged, and after a while, I started to make my snowball, and I only hit my father's clothes. The second time, we picked up the snow at the same time, and my dad hit me, but I didn't.

I rolled my eyes and came up with a ghost idea, so I walked up to my dad and said, "Dad, I'm cold, go home, at this time, dad turned around, I hurriedly hit the snow ball that I had prepared in my father's face, I quickly ran away, and my dad shouted angrily: "You, little villain, stop me."

After that, I attacked my dad several times, and at the end, he said, "I'm really convinced of your clever ghost." I laughed.

My dad and I had a snowball fight.

Key words: Primary 5 450 words.

Word Count: 450 words essay.

Essay**: This essay is a 450-word essay on the fifth grade of primary school, titled: "A good thing I did", and everyone is welcome to contribute. I have done many good deeds, and I feel blessed to do good deeds. God Core.

I remember when I was in the fourth grade, my teacher once told us, "The life of the old people in the old people's home is very boring and boring. At that time, a naïve thought suddenly flashed through my mind, so I interjected:

Teacher, why don't we put on a few shows for the old people to show and coax them to have fun? "Yes!

The teacher nodded. The teacher told me my idea to the director of the nursing home, and the director happily agreed, and set a time to hold it in the nursing home. Qiao Xin and a few friends and I continued to practice our dance steps for this performance, and we also suffered a lot.

We also heard that the elderly in the nursing home had been so happy all night since they heard the news that they had not closed their eyes all night. Time flies, the day of the performance has arrived, we put on our costumes and stand on the stage in the nursing home. The old people were all seated in their chairs, ready to see our show.

On behalf of the students of Luofeng Primary School, I would like to say hello to all the elders!

Next, we will perform a dance for you. When the ** sounded, my friends and I relaxed a lot and danced to our heart's content. We saw the bright smiles of the old people in the audience, and we also smiled happily.

There was a bespectacled Abel in the audience, and he looked very kind. He said after our performance: "As the saying goes, one minute on stage, ten years off stage, we are very grateful to the children for working so hard, you make our old people feel happy."

I say thank you from the bottom of my heart!

Yes! At this moment, I feel extremely happy in my heart. It feels so good to do good!

Everyone has something memorable, and of course, I'm no exception.

It was when I was six years old, I was playing in my garden, it was a hot summer day, my throat was dry, and I decided to go home and rest. When I walked to the door, I saw a piece of paper, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a ten-yuan bill, I quickly stepped on it, and saw that there was no one around, I leaned down as fast as I could to pick up the yuan, and put it in my pocket and walked out of the community.

I regretted it when I walked out of the community, paper can't contain the fire, I can't let my mother know about this, otherwise I may not be punished by anything! Alas, take one step at a time.

At this time, the feeling of thirst came again, and as soon as I looked up, my eyes lit up. It turned out that there was a cold drink shop in front, and I ran in and asked the boss who was settling accounts: "Uncle, how much is a cold drink?"

Two dollars, little girl. His smile seemed to say, "Little girl, you picked up this money anyway, and no one will know if you don't say it."

Probably the reason for being too thirsty, I said without hesitation; "I want a drink! The boss skillfully poured me a glass, and I drank it unceremoniously, paid the money and turned around and ran out.

When I got home, it was time for lunch, and I was going to wash my hands, but the eight dollars fell out at this time.

My mother saw it and asked, "Where did the money come from?" I said

Picked up. My mother did not criticize me harshly, but reasoned with me, and my mother continued to ask: "You don't feel at ease with the money you picked up, it's better to be honest and careless about me, are you right?"

I nodded again, and my mother smiled and said, "It's good to know what is wrong!" ”

In fact, there were many other things in my childhood, and they have always accompanied me to grow up!